But first, a mutiny!

"There's just one problem we need to deal with first," Tibby says as you drop her muzzle back in the bag of toys.

"Oh yeah? And what's that?" Ashley asks her.

"Why he gets to be captain!" She says as she swipes the hat off of your head and darts off the bed. You instinctively lunge at her to get it back, but she leaps up and grabs the rope attached to the ceiling. While everyone else jumps up she swings around and lets go of the rope, landing back on the now vacant bed. As she bounces, she says, "That was fun!" and puts the hat on her head. "Call me Captain Catfang now."

"It's a mutiny!" you cry. You pat your head with both hands overdramatically.

"It's a terrible Captain's name," Ashley says dryly.

"It's a hostile take-over," Annabelle declares as she readies her weapons. "Captain Fang and Captain Bell rule these waters now, and we're here for your booty!"

"As if," Ashley shouts. "You think you can take over that easily? These currents and all the booty in them belong to Captain Daggertooth, cutthroat cottontail and scourge of the seven seas, and her ally..."

"Captain Barefoot," you supply without thinking.

"Seriously, can nobody here come up with a good name?" she mutters to herself before raising her voice again. "Run a shot across their bow, Captain Barefoot. They'll be hanging from the yardarm before the day is through!"

You pull your makeshift blunderbuss out of your pocket and jump into a shooting stance. "Bang!"

"Get down!" Tibby shouts and pounces on her co-captain, knocking Annabelle onto her back on the bed.

"Hey!" Annabelle exclaims. "You should be reaching for a weapon, not my tits!"

"But they're so big and comforting and the gunfire startled me," Tibby says with a cheeky grin and gives Annabelle's pillowy chest another squeeze before rolling off her. "Where are your weapons anyway?"

"Right here," Annabelle says as she rips a plastic cutlass off the wall. She throws it to Tibby and grabs a second cutlass for herself. Advancing on you, she uses it to smack the cardboard gun out of your hands. "Should have shot me when you had the chance, cur!"

She raises her weapon to point at your neck, only to be pounced on by Ashley. Just like Tibby, the bunny latches onto her breasts as they fall onto the bed. "Augh! Not again!"

While Annabelle tries to get Ashley off her, Tibby advances on you. "Nobody left to protect you now. And this mutiny isn't over until you're dead, Captain... Buttface!"

"Now that's just hurtful," you say with a sad expression. "Your words cut deeper than any blade could... assuming your blade could even touch me."

Quickly shrugging off your unbuttoned coat, you throw it at Tibby's hands to tangle the cutlass. While she's distracted, you snatch the hat off her head and put it back on yours where it belongs. Then, circling to stand behind her, you grab your navy coat again and use it to restrain her arms while you hold the struggling mutineer against your body. It looks like you've won this fight.