Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with Pirates of the Caribbean. Even though
Gore Verbinski owes me for how many times I've been to see his movie.
Authors notes at the end.
"Honestly Jack, how many times am I going to have to spring you out of here?" Will asked, halfway between amusement and frustration.
"At least once more, by the looks of it" Said Jack, glancing around with a wry smile. Will whistled softly and a thin dog with matted fur trotted up to him, tail wagging, keys dangling from it's mouth.
"What are you in for this time, Jack?" Will asked
Jack raised his eyebrows at Will "Piracy I would expect" He said, taking an unnecessarily long step out of his cell and staring about for a few moments, looking unbalanced. "I have to talk to you, mate"
A few minutes later they strode quickly and carefully from the prison, keeping to the shadows on their way back to the Pearl. They were not even halfway there when someone yelled
"You there!" Stop, Jack and Will spun around, hands on the hilts of their swords. A man whose red uniform was nearly as red as his face ran up to them, panting, rifle at ready "You there" he repeated, gesturing at Will with the weapon "You're under arrest for acts of piracy!"
"I am?" Will asked incredulously
"Don't give me that" Growled the man, clapping Will in irons and shoving him roughly in the direction of the jail, leaving Jack standing alone in the streets, and expression of surprise and amusement apparent on his face.
Later that day a smug looking Jack sauntered into the prison, peering into Wills face with the kind of maddening expression that meant he knew something that you didn't.
"What was that about?" Asked a still flustered Will
"I told you you look just like your father."
A/N- Gah. I'm really sorry this is so short. *Pokes muse* I think it's broken. It's really short, I know. Future chapters will be longer and more descriptive. I was going to wait until I had several chapters written, but I decided, screw that. Maybe reviews will help me. In other words, I'd really appreciate them. Thanks for reading this far..
A/N 2- Ok I changed it a little. I'm really sorry about the poor quality, it was written in the wee hours of the night... anyway, it's still not my best work, but I fleshed it out a little.
"Honestly Jack, how many times am I going to have to spring you out of here?" Will asked, halfway between amusement and frustration.
"At least once more, by the looks of it" Said Jack, glancing around with a wry smile. Will whistled softly and a thin dog with matted fur trotted up to him, tail wagging, keys dangling from it's mouth.
"What are you in for this time, Jack?" Will asked
Jack raised his eyebrows at Will "Piracy I would expect" He said, taking an unnecessarily long step out of his cell and staring about for a few moments, looking unbalanced. "I have to talk to you, mate"
A few minutes later they strode quickly and carefully from the prison, keeping to the shadows on their way back to the Pearl. They were not even halfway there when someone yelled
"You there!" Stop, Jack and Will spun around, hands on the hilts of their swords. A man whose red uniform was nearly as red as his face ran up to them, panting, rifle at ready "You there" he repeated, gesturing at Will with the weapon "You're under arrest for acts of piracy!"
"I am?" Will asked incredulously
"Don't give me that" Growled the man, clapping Will in irons and shoving him roughly in the direction of the jail, leaving Jack standing alone in the streets, and expression of surprise and amusement apparent on his face.
Later that day a smug looking Jack sauntered into the prison, peering into Wills face with the kind of maddening expression that meant he knew something that you didn't.
"What was that about?" Asked a still flustered Will
"I told you you look just like your father."
A/N- Gah. I'm really sorry this is so short. *Pokes muse* I think it's broken. It's really short, I know. Future chapters will be longer and more descriptive. I was going to wait until I had several chapters written, but I decided, screw that. Maybe reviews will help me. In other words, I'd really appreciate them. Thanks for reading this far..
A/N 2- Ok I changed it a little. I'm really sorry about the poor quality, it was written in the wee hours of the night... anyway, it's still not my best work, but I fleshed it out a little.