It was a mission of the upmost importance. There had been careful planning, taking into account every variable or situation that could happen and having multiple plan b's for when they needed them. The target: getting cookies out of the galley before dinner time. The obstacles included the cook, Gibbs if he was poking around, and their parents. Their father wouldn't care as much as their mother, but both would take the treat away from them and then make them do some form of chore before dinner started instead of letting them play. They had made it to the galley without being caught, so there was really one obstacle in the way. John looked at his twin brother as both of them were peering around the corner into their target. John and Jacob Sparrow were the crew's youngest members and also the ones to get into the most trouble. At five years old, they were already prone to mischief. Sometimes the crew would join them, and other times they would get into trouble and do chores around the ship. They weren't major, but their parents kept them busy so they wouldn't have a chance to get into trouble again that day. So it was essential that the dynamic duo not get caught today. "Alright, the plan is solid." Jacob said. Jacob Sparrow was more like his father than anyone else. He had dark eyes and dark hair, and the smirk that hid dad always gave their mum. He was the rambunctious out them both, with more of a smart mouth when it came to their parents and also he was the one making up the schemes that they ended up pulling. He was his father's son.
John, however, was more like his mother. He is soft spoken, and more intellectual. He made the plans; he followed his brother and then made sure Jacob was blamed more than him. He was a sneaky little devil, with his father's dark eyes but his mother's auburn curls. John slowly nodded, tilting his head a moment and looking at the cook. He was rather busy peeling potatoes, cursing something as the ship lulled and some fell into the floor. The youngest was quick to move, walking into the galley at a have five year old pace. "Hi!" He chanted, coming over and starting to pick some potatoes up. Jacob lingered behind, waiting for the cook's attention to be indefinitely captured as his brother worked his charm. "I can help!" The cook laughed a hardy laugh, looking down as John offered up some of the potatoes that fell onto the floor. The man was rather large, having a distinctive gut and his face covered in what looked like the same dirt that covered his shirt. He was a dirty man, but then again they were pirates so it wasn't that large of a deal.
"Hello Johnny my boy! Are you here to help? Good for you boy! Come bring those over to me." The plan was going perfectly. John was moving the chef away from the pantry and keeping him busy while Jacob stealthily snuck in. But the youngest, after a while of not hearing his brother's signal of having gotten the prize, turned and looked at the doorway. He wasn't looking, so John actually thought he might have just run off with the cookies and left him there. That actually angered the five year old rather much. But he remained calm, turning and looking upwards at the cook.
"Excuse me…I need to go." He never gave a reason as he turned and scampered out of the kitchen at high tail speeds. Then there he saw the real reason his brother never gave him the signal. They had been caught. There, standing there looking down at Jacob was their mother and father. Jack and Odessa were none the less pleased. Well, Jack was. But he pretended not to be in order of keeping in good standards with his wife. John remembered once coming onto the deck after a nightmare and finding his father sleeping on a makeshift cot. He was too young to remember the reason, but all he knew was that his father was in trouble and out there more than once when he upset their mother. "Mommy…" John said, pouting his lower lip. He was such a mother's boy. Both the twins were, but as the youngest John was more of one that his older brother. Odessa raised her eyebrow slowly, looking at him as she placed her hands on her hip. Jack's hand was on her lower back, rubbing softly as they just looked at him. John was in trouble. He knew he was.
"John….you and Jacob know better than to try and steal food from the galley. I know you both went there for sweets." Of course she knew. Their mother knew everything there was to know about them both. John never knew how she did it, and when he asked she always told him it was a mother thing. Jack actually laughed, giving his son a wink which perked him right up. "You know better!" She exclaimed.
Jack scoffed a moment, shaking his head so his dreads were sway back and forth a moment. "Come on now luv, they were only having a little fun." He said, defending his boys. Odessa turned, looking up at him as her eyebrows furrowed together. That apparently wasn't what she wanted to hear. The boys moved back a little, still watching their parents as they were face to face. They never left when their parents got into a disagreement. To them it was all the much entertaining to watch them argue with each other because some of the expressions they used were rather funny to the twins.
"Seriously Jack? They can't get snacks before dinner. And you are not helping with that discipline so they are going to keep doing it because you are encouraging them!" She said, poking a finger into his chest. Jack was laughing, wrapping his arms around her and bringing her flush against him. He was giving her the charming smile, but their mother wasn't wavering a bit as she then said, "I am not joking around Jack." He chuckled, keeping her tight in his arms as he leaned in a bit to her. Both twins made loud noises, turning and pretending to gag as their father pulled her up into a heart slamming kiss that made her instantly stop being mad. She clutched to his shirt, giggling into the kiss as both the boys would cover their eyes. Their parents ended the kiss, turning and looking at them. Odessa was shaking her head as their dad laughed rather loudly.
"You boys are not going to find that gross when you get older." He said, kissing along her neck. Odessa was trying not to laugh, but it still showed in her face as she batted her husband away and called him something that John couldn't exactly make out. Jacob was quick to shake his head, and John soon followed him.
"We are never going to fall in love! We are going to sail the seas!" Jacob chanted. John nodded, smiling broadly at his parents. That is all the twins wanted to do. They wanted to live a pirate's life and be free to travel wherever they pleased without being tied down. Adventure was all John ever wanted. Odessa chuckled a little, smiling down at her two boys.
"One day…" She said, coming over and kneeling down before them. She took one of their hands in hers, smiling as she pulled her two boys into a hug. John hugged his mother, smiling. She would be the only woman he would ever allow himself to love. "One day you both are going to fall in love, and it is going to be a beautiful thing. You will understand one day." She kissed both their cheeks, before standing and leaving arm and arm with their father. John watched, and beside him Jacob was quick to rub the kiss off his cheek. He was a big boy now. He didn't need the kisses. John just stood there, not listening to the ramblings of his brother. He wouldn't ever want to love. It was the opposite of being free. He wanted to travel, go on adventures and discover lost places and treasure along the sea. Love was just a weakness he was never going to allow happen. Even at five years old, he made that vow with his brother. Love. That wasn't going to happen.
