Treasure Hunter x x x
It has been well over a year now since Treasure Hunter broke out of his plastic blisterpack along with a few others. He was able to meet quite a few interesting landlubbers and even had a chance to try out their local food, which most had passed his expectations. He'd go back for more of he had time to.
The next morning he woke to the waves crashing against their ship, rocking it. Treasure Hunter left his cabin and took his time walking around on the Flirty Mermaid. He spotted his crew mates, already occupied by things they're passionate about. Golden Doubloon was busy inspecting the newest pile of treasure they hauled in. Filly Buster continued to polish the cannons. Salty Breeze was still inside the Captain's cabin, probably sleeping. He ran into Jolly Roger last, looking handsome as ever without lifting a hoof, and gave him a nod. The time he'd spent with them helped him realize what he really was and meant to be. A true treasure loving pirate.
While Doubloon is interested in antique and valuable trinkets, his interest was all about treasure. Whether he finds a shiny coin or a chest full of loot, treasure is treasure. He would love nothing more. Even his cabin's walls were plastered with treasure maps both old and new.
At the end of the corridor was a room with locked double doors. Only him and his crew knew where the key was hidden. Carefully, he placed the key inside the lock and gave it a twist. A 'click' was heard and he proceeded to push one of the doors open. It creaked and groaned until the little colt felt it was wide enough for him to sneak inside. He does this almost every day.
The sunlight coming through the window lit up the room. There they were, all polished and sparkling. He couldn't help but smile as he sunk his hoof into the nearest pile. "Arr. Me lovely treasure."