"You're just tempting us, you f*****g bitches!" another voice yelled this one prompting shouts of agreement and anger from the other men. The first ring of pirates around us closed in even tighter, leaving only about a meter between us and them.
Fuck! The situation was going from bad to worse. Why did you have to threaten him, Elsa? I thought desperately, putting down my own fritter and jumping to my feet, too. If all the pirates—there were about twenty of them in total—swarmed us, we would be dead meat. There was no way we could shoot each of them dead before being injured, especially since they each had their own guns, too.
"You dare call us f*****g bitches for eating something we found and prepared on our own?" I yelled back, trying to show that Elsa was in the right here. "We found t
