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sadly... i'd like norrington for me onesies...
this is SLASH!!!!! so don't like don't read.
This is entirely plotless, but don't blame me... blame the yellow and green plotbunnies and the contagious hyperness and of course, my english teacher... it's all his fault actually...
THE COMMODORE AND THE PIRATE
Commodore James Norrington was annoyed. VERY annoyed. He was currently on the Black Pearl, sitting or rather tied to a chair in Jack Sparrow's quarters.
"Sparrow, what do want with me?"
"It's *Captain* Sparrow, luv. An' you wouldn't want te know what I'd like to do with yeh. But, young Will Turner and his bonnie lass wanted me to delve deeper into the mind of one Commodore James Norrington. And that's what i'm about t' do."
"Brilliant. Would you get on with it then, Captain Sparrow?"
"Of course, luv."
Jack Sparrow sat himself down in his hammock and grabbed an apple. Will and Elisabeth had indeed asked him if he could somehow find out why the deer Commodore was so apathetic the last weeks. Jack had cleverly pointed out that Elisabeth's marriage to Will could perhaps, only maybe, have something to do with it. Well, now he would get to the bottom of it all.
"Make yourself comfortable. T' begin with I'll just throw some words at yeh and you'll tell me what coms t' you're mind when you hear them... Mind you, don't think t' much. Just tell me. And if yeh cooperate you'll be outta here all the quicker, luv."
Norrington sighed deeply. "Get on with it."
"Black."
"White."
"Day."
"Night."
"Cat."
"Dog."
"Cold."
"Warm."
"Yes, yes... I can see a pattern forming..."
"This is ridiculous, Sparrow."
"Captain, Captain Sparrow. The Ocean."
"Pirates."
"Very fascinating...
"Sparrow..."
Grinning, Jack briefly closed his eyes. "Birth."
"Death."
"England."
"Home."
"The moon."
"The sun."
"Miracles."
"Rubbish."
"Love."
"Jack Sparrow." At this, the Commodore gasped and paled significantly. "You, you ... will pay for this Sparrow..."
"My, my... Commodore. I would never have thought. But I don't mind. I don't mind at all..."
Jack Sparrow dropped out of his hammock and sauntered over to the immobile Commodore. Once there he leaned over James and smiled.
"Sparrow..." James' voice was barley above a whisper.
"'tis Jack, luv." With that the pirate gently pressed his lips to James'.
When the two broke apart, James was breathless and Jack was grinning.
"This is illegal... " James whispered.
"As is piracy. And that makes it all the more exciting, don't you think? Also, you have no other option as to comply."
James was about to reply when Jack's mouth descended onto his, effectivly shutting him up.
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cheerios me hearties... as i said... absolutly plotless fluffyness.
Please review.
This is entirely plotless, but don't blame me... blame the yellow and green plotbunnies and the contagious hyperness and of course, my english teacher... it's all his fault actually...
THE COMMODORE AND THE PIRATE
Commodore James Norrington was annoyed. VERY annoyed. He was currently on the Black Pearl, sitting or rather tied to a chair in Jack Sparrow's quarters.
"Sparrow, what do want with me?"
"It's *Captain* Sparrow, luv. An' you wouldn't want te know what I'd like to do with yeh. But, young Will Turner and his bonnie lass wanted me to delve deeper into the mind of one Commodore James Norrington. And that's what i'm about t' do."
"Brilliant. Would you get on with it then, Captain Sparrow?"
"Of course, luv."
Jack Sparrow sat himself down in his hammock and grabbed an apple. Will and Elisabeth had indeed asked him if he could somehow find out why the deer Commodore was so apathetic the last weeks. Jack had cleverly pointed out that Elisabeth's marriage to Will could perhaps, only maybe, have something to do with it. Well, now he would get to the bottom of it all.
"Make yourself comfortable. T' begin with I'll just throw some words at yeh and you'll tell me what coms t' you're mind when you hear them... Mind you, don't think t' much. Just tell me. And if yeh cooperate you'll be outta here all the quicker, luv."
Norrington sighed deeply. "Get on with it."
"Black."
"White."
"Day."
"Night."
"Cat."
"Dog."
"Cold."
"Warm."
"Yes, yes... I can see a pattern forming..."
"This is ridiculous, Sparrow."
"Captain, Captain Sparrow. The Ocean."
"Pirates."
"Very fascinating...
"Sparrow..."
Grinning, Jack briefly closed his eyes. "Birth."
"Death."
"England."
"Home."
"The moon."
"The sun."
"Miracles."
"Rubbish."
"Love."
"Jack Sparrow." At this, the Commodore gasped and paled significantly. "You, you ... will pay for this Sparrow..."
"My, my... Commodore. I would never have thought. But I don't mind. I don't mind at all..."
Jack Sparrow dropped out of his hammock and sauntered over to the immobile Commodore. Once there he leaned over James and smiled.
"Sparrow..." James' voice was barley above a whisper.
"'tis Jack, luv." With that the pirate gently pressed his lips to James'.
When the two broke apart, James was breathless and Jack was grinning.
"This is illegal... " James whispered.
"As is piracy. And that makes it all the more exciting, don't you think? Also, you have no other option as to comply."
James was about to reply when Jack's mouth descended onto his, effectivly shutting him up.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
cheerios me hearties... as i said... absolutly plotless fluffyness.
Please review.