The truck stopped suddenly, blocked by a scraggly figure. He made the driver open the back, then rummaged through the packages. “I’ll be relievin' ye of this one, mate,” he said with a haughty laugh. The driver, decked out in all brown, knew not to protest. The perpetrator tied up the shaken driver and limped away.
Ed suddenly sat up in bed, sweat pouring from his brow. He startled Edna as he shook himself awake from another nightmare.
“The new TV we ordered!” Ed yelled groggily.
“They got it.”
Edna looked at Ed. “Not the pirate dream again.”
This 99-word story is my contribution to the December 2 Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge to "write a pirate story."