Tide Comic 7

Previous Update:		http://pirateking-hightide.tumblr.com/post/140516211358/its-finally-here-the-fantastic-update-by-my-good
Tide's Reference:		http://pirateking-hightide.tumblr.com/tagged/tidereference
All of the crews' References:	http://pirateking-hightide.tumblr.com/tagged/piratecrew/chrono

(The update will include High Tide, Green Hoof, Peanutbutter and Jam, Hearty Helping and Buck Wild. It would be a good idea to double-check and make sure you have the difference between the characters Jam and Peanutbutter figured out)

-=-Picture 1: The crew is gathering around the table in the last few panels of the last update. On one end of the table, Buck Wild is having a look in the bag of loot, holding up the small monkey's paw necklace. While Hearty Helping is talking, Tide is carrying several plates of food on his back and head over to the table.. Be sure to leave plenty of space for speech bubbles!

Hearty Helping: "Well, cap'n. Here we all are. Hoof's got his flying machine-thing ready like you saw, Buck's got his hooves on an old ship that'll be able to carry the thing, PB and Jam have gotten us a chart to take us to Neighsau, and I've got us some supplies."

-=-Picture 2: The crew is all looking at Tide, and Hearty Helping is looking tired and done with Tide's crap. High Tide, however, looks blissfully ignorant and upbeat as always while he eats from his mound of food.

Hearty Helping: "We can leave at a moment's notice, but before we do, did you find anything interesting on your little time away?"
High Tide: "Oh, yeah, totally! When Hoof and I were walking through town just now, I saw a cat!"

-=-Picture 3 (And 4): The crew all collectively stare at High Tide with mixed reactions. Peanutbutter is hiding a grin with one of his claws, Greenhoof and Jam are neutral as they're used to Tide's antics by now. Buck Wild is tucking the monkey's paw necklace into a shirt pocket, and Hearty Helping is frowning, looking just plain tired

After that moment of silent staring, the group collectively gets up, getting ready to leave and set sail, while High Tide sits in the booth with a dumb-looking smile. On the table infront of High Tide, are piles of messy empty dishes.

Jam: "Well, let's go, fellas. Who's got the tab taken care of?"