"A privateer or "corsair" was a private person or ship authorized by a government by letters or marque to attack foreign vessels during wartime."

              Fishtopher was a young little egg when he wanted to start his life-long adventure of a privateer.  He was first training in the water.  He then figured out how to develop being able to breath on land.  Everybody doubted him, he was an ugly blue-ish fish according to all of his classmates in privateer school.  But one day, he was able to prove himself.  He was able to snatch a snazzy, hip-hop-cool-and-fresh,  pirate outfit.  After that all of the classmates gained his trust because of his outfit.  He then was given a handy-dandy new ship.  He rode it all around the sea, showing it off to every person he saw.  He bragged and bragged and bragged.  People then got annoyed, and.... took over his ship.  Then, he ran away and moved to another country.  And then, he just basically repeated the same steps he did at the beginning.  The End! :D

Hopefully you guys like this skin and short story!
Catch' ya later!