Title: Christmas Cheer
Author: eilonwy4
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: fairly graphic slash. No lemon cause I can't write smut but it implies it. If this isn't your cup of tea don't flame me just quietly return to your safe Mary-Sues.
A/N: A Christmas ficlet. I know it's kind of late but I hope you enjoy it anyway. Please review and tell me if you think I should do this sort of thing for other holidays. //blah// is thoughts.
*~*
"Tomorrow's Christmas, Jack."
"Whelp, if ye remember one thing, all yer days'll be happy."
"What's that?"
"Pirates hate Christmas."
"WHAT? Why?"
"It reminds us o' bad times. Like when we was young. Most o' us had awful childhoods. Yer's wasn't too fun either I reckon."
"I suppose not, but, Christmas is the best holiday. How can you not like it? Not even presents?"
"I've never got anythin' worth the fuss."
//Oh that'll change Captain Sparrow. That'll change.//
*~*
The Black Pearl was anchored in a small bay near Bridgetown and the crew was given the day off. Not in honor of Christmas mind you, according to Jack, but to celebrate their recent successful plunder.
Will was glad of the free time however because it gave him time to plan his present. Three gold coins got him an absurd amount of candles and another bought a large barrel of rum. A handful of gold secured several rounds of drink for the crew of the Pearl, ensuring that he and Jack would be left alone.
His present was ready now. The only thing missing was Jack.
*~*
He found his captain in a pub in an alleyway and informed him that Anamaria was planning to throw his rum overboard if he didn't get to the Pearl in ten minutes. Then Will ran for it so he could get there first.
When Jack dashed into his cabin nine minutes later his eyes alighted on Will who was spread out on the bed with only a sprig of mistletoe to hide his, ahem, appendage.
"Bloody 'ell whelp, what's goin' on? Where be Ana? And me rum?"
"There's plenty of rum right here, Jack," purred Will, stroking the barrel on the floor by the bed.
"What're ye up to mate?"
"I got you a Christmas present Jack. Don't you like it?" There was a note of apprehension in Will's voice and Jack faltered.
"O' course I like it whelp. Whatever it is."
"Come over here and I'll show you eh?"
"I likes the sound o' that William dear." Jack moved lightly across the room, shedding garments as he went and arrived by the bed clad in only his breeches.
"That's better," said Will, "Now, why don't you open your present?"
"Best idea ye've had all night, Will."
*~*
"So Jack, what do you think of Christmas now?"
"It be most enjoyable whelp. But ye know, Christmas last fer twelve days. Did ye get me a present fer every day?"
"That can be arranged."
"Good lad. Now, we've a big day ahead and if tonight's any judge I won't be gettin' much sleep fer a while, so I best git it while I kin, savvy?"
"Savvy. G'night Jack. Merry Christmas."
*~*Fin*~*
A/N: Merry Christmas everyone!
Author: eilonwy4
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: fairly graphic slash. No lemon cause I can't write smut but it implies it. If this isn't your cup of tea don't flame me just quietly return to your safe Mary-Sues.
A/N: A Christmas ficlet. I know it's kind of late but I hope you enjoy it anyway. Please review and tell me if you think I should do this sort of thing for other holidays. //blah// is thoughts.
*~*
"Tomorrow's Christmas, Jack."
"Whelp, if ye remember one thing, all yer days'll be happy."
"What's that?"
"Pirates hate Christmas."
"WHAT? Why?"
"It reminds us o' bad times. Like when we was young. Most o' us had awful childhoods. Yer's wasn't too fun either I reckon."
"I suppose not, but, Christmas is the best holiday. How can you not like it? Not even presents?"
"I've never got anythin' worth the fuss."
//Oh that'll change Captain Sparrow. That'll change.//
*~*
The Black Pearl was anchored in a small bay near Bridgetown and the crew was given the day off. Not in honor of Christmas mind you, according to Jack, but to celebrate their recent successful plunder.
Will was glad of the free time however because it gave him time to plan his present. Three gold coins got him an absurd amount of candles and another bought a large barrel of rum. A handful of gold secured several rounds of drink for the crew of the Pearl, ensuring that he and Jack would be left alone.
His present was ready now. The only thing missing was Jack.
*~*
He found his captain in a pub in an alleyway and informed him that Anamaria was planning to throw his rum overboard if he didn't get to the Pearl in ten minutes. Then Will ran for it so he could get there first.
When Jack dashed into his cabin nine minutes later his eyes alighted on Will who was spread out on the bed with only a sprig of mistletoe to hide his, ahem, appendage.
"Bloody 'ell whelp, what's goin' on? Where be Ana? And me rum?"
"There's plenty of rum right here, Jack," purred Will, stroking the barrel on the floor by the bed.
"What're ye up to mate?"
"I got you a Christmas present Jack. Don't you like it?" There was a note of apprehension in Will's voice and Jack faltered.
"O' course I like it whelp. Whatever it is."
"Come over here and I'll show you eh?"
"I likes the sound o' that William dear." Jack moved lightly across the room, shedding garments as he went and arrived by the bed clad in only his breeches.
"That's better," said Will, "Now, why don't you open your present?"
"Best idea ye've had all night, Will."
*~*
"So Jack, what do you think of Christmas now?"
"It be most enjoyable whelp. But ye know, Christmas last fer twelve days. Did ye get me a present fer every day?"
"That can be arranged."
"Good lad. Now, we've a big day ahead and if tonight's any judge I won't be gettin' much sleep fer a while, so I best git it while I kin, savvy?"
"Savvy. G'night Jack. Merry Christmas."
*~*Fin*~*
A/N: Merry Christmas everyone!