Hey this is a story that I kind of just thought up of randomly. It sounds
very cheesy, but read anyway. It kind of took me a while to figure how to
write the stories and upload them and stuff, cuz I'm a little slow in the
head. But I did it eventually!!!*thanks to A LOT of help by a dear friend*
so it's finally here! Yeh! Enjoy.oh by the way, I was watching' a Trix
commercial, and that poor rabbit!!!!! Stupid kids, just give the rabbit the
Trix's already!!! Tell me you feel pity for the poor, helpless creature!!!
Seriously, if I could, I would jump in the T.V. and strangle those darn
kids!!! But I can't, so I have to sit there, sympathizing for the poor
creature who has yet to receive his yummy fruity Trix.sorry, random
comment.but it's just human to say, that teasing creatures who are "under"
your level, is sooo overrated!!! Anyway, on with the story! R & R!!!!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own you Captain Jack Sparrow. I wish I did though. But I don't. *sigh*
"Eh, ladies! It's been great talkin' to ya! Been lots of fun! I'll talk to ya' next time I'm in Tortuga!" Jack walked out of the musty Tortuga bar, waving bye to three women.
They all smiled and waved back, "Bye jack darling! It's been great doing business!"
Jack paced down the busy streets of Tortuga. "I sure am a charmer, I'll say that. I mean the women love me! (but then again, what's not to love about Cap'n Jack sparrow?!?!)" As he passed other women, he started sending his 'messages.' "I mean *wink* what is it about me? I wonder what the *licks lips* future holds for me? Isn't it true that once you *sizzles himself* hit a certain age, you loose your charm? Naw! Not me! *chuckles to self* Wait a minute, what time is it??" he ran up to a man sitting on the curb and grabbed him by the shirt, "Sir, what time is it?"
"Whoa, hold your horses!!! What seems to be the problem Mr.?"
"I need the time!!!" Jack yelled in fury.
"No need to yell now. Let's take this nice and slow." Jack raged in fury.
"Ok, SIR, what time is it???
The man *tut tutted* and checked his watch, "*clears throat* 11:15, now don't you feel better now that you've taken things more pleasantly and slowly?"
"11:15?!?!? Bloody 'ell, I have to go!!!" Jack ran as fast as his sexy muscular legs could carry him to the port, where the Black Pearl and crew awaited him. "Sorry I'm late, won't happen again!"
Anamaria glared at him and began to slowly walk towards him. "You're darn right it won't happen again! You were supposed to be here a half hour ago!!! What were you doing??"
"I was.um.taking care of business! You know, paperwork." Jack said uneasily.
"Oh, paperwork," said Annamaria as she gave him a look of disbelief.
Jack nodded his head, "Uh huh."
"Yes, and that explains why your hair is a mess and your shirt is undone?"
"It's not unbuttoned! LOOK!" Jack pointed to his shirt.
"Oh, excuse me Jack, not unbuttoned, but incase you haven't noticed, your top button, is looped into your bottom hole."
Jack quickly tried to fix his shirt, "Oh come on luv, I would have been here sooner but I ALSO got caught up with some moron who kept insisting I 'tell him nicely to give me the time',"
"Ok Jack, just come on, we're headed for Port Royale tomorrow and really must be going."
Jack walked up to Annamaria and placed his hand on her shoulder, "Annamaria, darling, please forgive me, you know that me charming onesie self meant no harm, I just got a little carried away earlier."
She plucked Jack's hand off her shoulder and walked up the ladder, "Just don't let it happen again."
Jack smirked, "I hope she'll have forgotten about that in a month or so.*grins VERY sexily*"
Jack walked up the ladder and headed for the wheel, calling to the crew, "Aye, who wants to take control of the wheel tonight? I'm hittin' the sack in an hour." Jack looked around at the crew. No one seemed to want the job. "Cotton, you'll be driven the pearl into Port Royale tomorrow."
Poor Mr. Cotton couldn't argue with Cap'n Jack Sparrow so all he could do was wave his hands in the air. Everyone was tired, no one wanted the night shift. O well, it has to go to someone, and Jack was tired and was in no mood to argue. So of course, give the job to the guy, who can't argue back. (Awe, come on?? You know you'd do it too!)
Mr. Cotton stormed up to the poop deck, or crow's nest, or whatever you call it to fulfill his rightful duties. When he reached the top he looked down on Jack with a very nasty look.
"Eh, come on Cotton, don't give me that. I promise you won't get the job back for another month*wink*."
Jack walked down the stairs and entered his cabin for some sleep. He picked up his bottle of rum and took a few chugs before falling onto his bed to try and get to sleep. *yawn* yawned Jack (hehe, yawn yawned!) "Maybe there really is an age where you lose your charm." thought Jack, thinking of what he had said to himself earlier. "But eh, I got a long time 'till that happens!! Not that it ever will of course!" Jack smiled and finally shut his eyes, falling asleep for a good night's rest after that long, HARD, TIRING day of paperwork and pedestrian controversy.
Yeh!! It's my first chappy!!! Kind of short, and boring, but that's cuz the plot hasn't really started to take form yet.*wink* Tell me if it was awful or good, or anything else you want to call it. Depp Day is February 7th!!!!! Yah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Party for all the Johnny fanatics!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own you Captain Jack Sparrow. I wish I did though. But I don't. *sigh*
"Eh, ladies! It's been great talkin' to ya! Been lots of fun! I'll talk to ya' next time I'm in Tortuga!" Jack walked out of the musty Tortuga bar, waving bye to three women.
They all smiled and waved back, "Bye jack darling! It's been great doing business!"
Jack paced down the busy streets of Tortuga. "I sure am a charmer, I'll say that. I mean the women love me! (but then again, what's not to love about Cap'n Jack sparrow?!?!)" As he passed other women, he started sending his 'messages.' "I mean *wink* what is it about me? I wonder what the *licks lips* future holds for me? Isn't it true that once you *sizzles himself* hit a certain age, you loose your charm? Naw! Not me! *chuckles to self* Wait a minute, what time is it??" he ran up to a man sitting on the curb and grabbed him by the shirt, "Sir, what time is it?"
"Whoa, hold your horses!!! What seems to be the problem Mr.?"
"I need the time!!!" Jack yelled in fury.
"No need to yell now. Let's take this nice and slow." Jack raged in fury.
"Ok, SIR, what time is it???
The man *tut tutted* and checked his watch, "*clears throat* 11:15, now don't you feel better now that you've taken things more pleasantly and slowly?"
"11:15?!?!? Bloody 'ell, I have to go!!!" Jack ran as fast as his sexy muscular legs could carry him to the port, where the Black Pearl and crew awaited him. "Sorry I'm late, won't happen again!"
Anamaria glared at him and began to slowly walk towards him. "You're darn right it won't happen again! You were supposed to be here a half hour ago!!! What were you doing??"
"I was.um.taking care of business! You know, paperwork." Jack said uneasily.
"Oh, paperwork," said Annamaria as she gave him a look of disbelief.
Jack nodded his head, "Uh huh."
"Yes, and that explains why your hair is a mess and your shirt is undone?"
"It's not unbuttoned! LOOK!" Jack pointed to his shirt.
"Oh, excuse me Jack, not unbuttoned, but incase you haven't noticed, your top button, is looped into your bottom hole."
Jack quickly tried to fix his shirt, "Oh come on luv, I would have been here sooner but I ALSO got caught up with some moron who kept insisting I 'tell him nicely to give me the time',"
"Ok Jack, just come on, we're headed for Port Royale tomorrow and really must be going."
Jack walked up to Annamaria and placed his hand on her shoulder, "Annamaria, darling, please forgive me, you know that me charming onesie self meant no harm, I just got a little carried away earlier."
She plucked Jack's hand off her shoulder and walked up the ladder, "Just don't let it happen again."
Jack smirked, "I hope she'll have forgotten about that in a month or so.*grins VERY sexily*"
Jack walked up the ladder and headed for the wheel, calling to the crew, "Aye, who wants to take control of the wheel tonight? I'm hittin' the sack in an hour." Jack looked around at the crew. No one seemed to want the job. "Cotton, you'll be driven the pearl into Port Royale tomorrow."
Poor Mr. Cotton couldn't argue with Cap'n Jack Sparrow so all he could do was wave his hands in the air. Everyone was tired, no one wanted the night shift. O well, it has to go to someone, and Jack was tired and was in no mood to argue. So of course, give the job to the guy, who can't argue back. (Awe, come on?? You know you'd do it too!)
Mr. Cotton stormed up to the poop deck, or crow's nest, or whatever you call it to fulfill his rightful duties. When he reached the top he looked down on Jack with a very nasty look.
"Eh, come on Cotton, don't give me that. I promise you won't get the job back for another month*wink*."
Jack walked down the stairs and entered his cabin for some sleep. He picked up his bottle of rum and took a few chugs before falling onto his bed to try and get to sleep. *yawn* yawned Jack (hehe, yawn yawned!) "Maybe there really is an age where you lose your charm." thought Jack, thinking of what he had said to himself earlier. "But eh, I got a long time 'till that happens!! Not that it ever will of course!" Jack smiled and finally shut his eyes, falling asleep for a good night's rest after that long, HARD, TIRING day of paperwork and pedestrian controversy.
Yeh!! It's my first chappy!!! Kind of short, and boring, but that's cuz the plot hasn't really started to take form yet.*wink* Tell me if it was awful or good, or anything else you want to call it. Depp Day is February 7th!!!!! Yah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Party for all the Johnny fanatics!!!