Hello to you. ^^ This is chappy 1 of my first POTC fanfic, Drunken Pirate. I'm not sure exactly about how long it's going to be, but more reviews means more chappys. *hint hint* ^-^ This chappy is also quite short, only because I wanted to get the ficcy up by today (Friday), but the following chapters will most likely be longer. Anyways, enjoy reading. ^^

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__[o0]________{Chapter 1-No More Alchohol}________[0o]__

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"Jack!" a bitter voice snapped from behind the drunken pirate.

Drinking the last amount of rum from a 12-gallon barrel, and letting out an enormous belch that nearly shook the walls of the kitchen, Jack turned around and faced Will with a dazed expression. His eyes were glazed and unfocused as he spoke with a slurred voice: "Drink up me 'arties, yo ho." A crazed grin was plastered onto his face as he continued to stare at Will, who looked extremly irritated.

"How many times have I had to tell you to stop drinking so much?" he lashed out, "This is the third time this week you've gotten drunk."

He paused, waiting for an apology.

"You don't have anything to say to this? Part of the deal we made to let you stay with me and Elizabeth, after the third time we saved you from almost certain death, was that you'd behave yourself. That includes not getting drunk."

"But those," Jack rose to his feet, and almost instantly fell to the ground, "Are just," he began crawling toward Will on his knees and hands, swerving from side to side, "Guidelines."

"Oh, don't give me that again, Jack, you've said that the last three~" Will said as he looked down at Jack who was currently licking the ends of Will's toes, "What are you doing!?"

"Cleaning," the pirate answered in a matter-of-factly voice.

"Will," called an soft and clear woman's voice from not too far away.

"Elizabeth," Will whispered to himself with fear.

"Elizabeth," Jack grinned.

"If she finds you drunk again, she'll kick you out," Will told Jack at a fastened pace, "Which I, personally, wouldn't mind, but if the people in the town find that you're here, we'll all be in trouble."

"Oh my," chuckled Jack, who was now attempting to swallow Will's head.

"Get off me!" Will thrusted the pirate back on the ground and hastily threw him into a nearby closet and slammed the door, just as Elizabeth walked into the room.

"Elizabeth," he smiled as his heart pounded against his rib cage.

"There you are," Elizabeth gave him a perfect smile and began walking toward him. She stopped suddenly in her tracks and looked to her left, catching sight of the barrell of rum.

"Will!" Elizabeth snapped, "Did you put this here?" Without waiting for an answer, she took hold of the barrell and shook it. "You drank all of it!?"

"Elizabeth, that's not~"

"You're terrible, Will, terrible. You're just like Jack."

"I heard that!" came a muffled voice from the closet behind Will.

"What?" Elizabeth asked.

"Nothing!" Will said at once, "Nothing at all. Now, love, let's go out onto the balcony, there's a beautiful sunset and~"

"Yo' ho, yo' ho, a pirates life for me," sang Jack from the closet, "We pilage, we plunder, we~"

"AND I ALSO FOUND A VERY NICE RESTRAUNT OUT BY THE BAY," Will yelled over Jack's voice, "SHALL WE GO NOW?"

"Are you alright, Will? Why are you yelling? And what's that noise from the closet?"

"That's nothing," Will lied as Elizabeth walked past him and opened the closet doors, revealing the drunken Jack.

"Jack! What on earth are you doing in this closet?"

"Who, me? Oh, oh, I'm sober alright *hic*" Jack grinned, his head swaying from side to side.

"You brought all that alchohol into our house!"

"Only 12 gallons."

"And you drank all of it. You could have at least saved a little for Will and I."

Jack only chuckled.

"That's it! We're going to do something about your alchohol problems right now!"

"More rum?"

"No, we're going to rid this house of all alchohol until you begin to behave," Elizabeth told him sternly.

"What!?" Jack shot up, hit his head on the top of the closet, and stepped out, "You can't do that! I'll stop, I promise."

"You've told me that before, and I believed you, but not this time."

"Elizabeth, please."

Without warning, Elizabeth bitch-slapped him.

"I may have deserved that."

"Now me and Will are going to get rid of all the rum and wine in the house," Elizabeth said, "I hope you enjoyed the last time you'll be getting drunk in a very long while."

"But~"

Before he could say another word, Elizabeth and Will had left the room, and he was stuck there to contemplate and scheme plans on how he would keep himself supplied with alchohol. Then a sudden thought struck him. All he would have to do was go to the bar in town for rum.

"The only problem is that everyone knows who I am know," Jack muttered slowly to himself, "But if I go in disguise, then maybe no one will know who I am. That's exactly what I'll do. I'll disguise myself and march straight into that bar and get as drunk as I possibly can."

Grinning to himself, Jack started downstairs to his room and soon fell asleep, anxiously awaiting the next day.

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Well, there you have it. Hope you liked my first chappy. A bit short, but it introduces the whole plot. So it's more like an introduction than a chapter, really. Anyways, if you liked it, or if you didn't like it, please review. ^-^