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And then his feathers all stood up on end. He had spotted a familiar figure
stamping up and down the deck.
“Shiver me tiny timbers and stone the cranky crows,” screeched Neptune, quite
forgetting his new manners. “It’s Captain Scabby Snatchit!”
“Don’t worry!” Liana reassured him. “We scared the pirates away easily before.
We can do the same again.”
“I hope so!” muttered Neptune; but he was very worried.
Last time, the pirates had killed monkeys and chopped down dozens of trees
before the parrots frightened them away.
But he had a feeling the pirates weren’t scared any more. Or why else would they
be heading straight for Parrot Island?
