Romance "Pass The Story!"

I mean, I never thought I was something special.

I smiled, but then looked down suddenly unsure.

"What's the matter? Don't you like me?" I heard him say

(Can I go more then twice?)

"I do, but…" my thoughts trailed off, my curse clouding my mind. I couldn't hurt him, I cared too much, but the curse would break me, and everyone closest to me.

"But what?" He pressed closer to me.

"If you kiss me," I started tearfully, "you'll become a homosexual parrot and will no longer love me."

(@IrisWritesTrash I'm sorry. I was trying to think of a ridiculous curse to lighten the mood and it just happened. I can delete it if you want?)

"How…interesting," the naval officer said, in a tone that clearly indicated he found it to be anything but interesting.

"Um, right. Anyway, we're veering off course so I'll, uh, go." He backed away, slightly alarmed. I shook my head, it's not like I was crazy or something.

The naval officer proceeded to turn around and run away, shoving sailors left and right and slamming the door to his cabin loudly. "Well then," I huffed. Rude.

The Helmsman approached me with a quirked eyebrow and a gleam of amusement in his eyes that suggested he thought my story was rubbish. "So then, what do you suppose would happen if you kissed a homosexual parrot?"

I grabbed the parrot despite its squawk of protest, I brought it to my face, and gave it a peck on the beak. When nothing happened, I thrust the parrot to his face,
"you're turn."

The helmsman blinked in surprise and then squinted at me out of the corner of his eye. Cautiously, he leaned in and gave the parrot a light kiss on the beak.

"Oh god," I groaned. "Not another one!"

The helmsman had turned into a lesbian tuna fish. I sighed with exasperation.

"Chris, go put it with the other ones," I said, waving in the general direction of the ex-helmsman who lay flopping about in distress on the deck.

"Yes, ma'am!" The young sailor, Chris, said as he rushed over a scooped up the tuna fish.

(Aw, no! Is this thread dead? But it was so much fun!)

(I know this is probably dead but whatever)

I leaned forward on the ships railing, looking over the mysterious blue ocean. I had to break this curse, for if I didn't I would be turned into a chicken on my 25th birthday at exactly when the clock strikes twelve.

(Oh my god. A chicken? XD)

It was honestly quite cliché—why not three minutes after the clock strikes twelve? But no.

It had to be right at twelve. And why couldn't it be that I would turn into a dragon or at least a turkey? But fate seems to have decided that a chicken would be best.

(I thought a chicken would be hillarious! Especially how every one else was being so ambiguous and mysterious with what the curse was! XD)

Honestly, it was ridiculous. A chicken of all things. I scoffed, watching as the waves parted around the ship as we sped onwards.

(It is hilarious. I love it. I think the curse was that if she kisses anyone they'll turn into a homosexual parrot, but who says this chicken business can't be part of it too?)

I watched the lesbian tuna fish ex-helmsman do the flip flop in the water, trying to impress some of he other female fish of all kind. And was he/she wearing makeup somehow?

(It can be both? So she can never fall in love and she'll turn into a chicken when she reaches the appointed age. Something fowl is in our midst XD)