A/N: First drabble of the new year. Inspired by the prompt "misunderstanding."
Disclaimer: I do not own PotC or any of these characters.
The man picked his teeth with a knife Bill was certain had the remnants of at least four men on it, though his teeth were surprisingly clean for a pirate's.
The Wicked Wench had sailed itself into dangerous waters for certain.
"Bes' ya give this ship up, mate." The pirate smiled, and Bill realized with s sick start that what he had taken for good dental hygiene was actually a mouth full of gold.
A laugh rang out. It was an awkward laugh, and had the high pitch of a man who has a little bit of boy left in him.
"Seems there's some sort of misunderstanding," said the captain, grinning with his own fair share of gold. "I see you've not realized that I'm Captain Jack Sparrow."