Never, EVER, assume, just because the human's so much smaller than you, that you can just bully them. You will NOT like the results! -- Anon Guest
There is an ancient Human saying, Never trust a very small girl in a frilly pink glitter tutu with a sword. The reason why it's a Human saying is only known to those who work at Renfairs. It certainly wasn't known to the attacking pirates when they encountered the equivalent of a lost tourist bus.
A Carrier Cruiser is a little bit more than an array of seats with a toilet in the back, and a lot less than a "floating resort" cruise liner. It does contain a lot of the same kinds of people.
Including a little girl in frou-frou tulle and fairy wings, with one hand tight around her teddybear and the other seemingly grafted to her mouth via the thumb. If they knew what they were about to face, they'd have turned around then and there. Those who did know were far away and not in a position to debate getting popcorn.
"It's a little kid, Cap'n," said 'Bruiser' Qezok. "It's wrong to kill li'l kids."
"Yeh," said Bosun Yadors. "Worth a lotta money, the little-uns. An' ain't nuthin' wrong with scarin' 'em a bit."
Cap'n Chegit got out his shiniest blade[1] and attempted to intimidate the kid. "Come along quiet-like, 'princess', and we won't eat your toes."
The kid kept sucking her thumb, but made an inquisitive noise and tilted her head to one side.
"I said MOOVIT, ya grotty little git!" He yelled in her face.
At which point, the kid smacked him in the faceplate with her teddy. It was a sturdy toy, made to survive the slings and arrows of outrageous childhood treatment. Which, to those unfamiliar with Human young, meant that it was weapons grade.
It smashed the Pirate Captain's faceplate, embedding glass into some very soft tissues. He made the mistake of dropping his sword as he reeled from the blow.
Thumb now removed from her mouth, the child picked up the sword, said, "MINE!" and thereby became the scourge of the Seven Spaceways.
The pirates took a little bit longer to realise this fact. Ten minutes, to be precise. It took that long for the kid to acquire the knowledge of where to slash for the greatest effect.
It was a sight to treasure. Several grown space pirates running in fear from a tiny tot in pink tulle and fairy wings.
[1] You do not want projectile weaponry in an area where hull integrity is a matter of life and death.
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