"I Feel Like a Pirate"
It had been several hours since the morning that young Elizabeth Swann had found the Turner boy. It was now dark, and Will had stepped into the galley with an awkward expression plastered on his face. He was cleaned up, with his dark, curly locks tied back neatly in a ribbon. His attire was decent: a simple white flanel shirt with a brown vest over it, and black trousers that stopped at the knee where stockings met it to go trailing down into the buckled black shoes.
Elizabeth was also dressed divinely. All of her hair was set up in a bun of ringlets with a braid wrapping around it. She also had fit into a different dress, a light pink one with darker pink laces at the front. Pink bows bordered the v-crest design that started at her bodice and ended at her waiste. She turned to see Will and gasped. "Will!" she shrieked quietly, prying from her father's grasp to embrace him. The poor young lad blushed, but the moment was interrupted by Governor Swann.
"Elizabeth, that is most improper." the Governor scorned quietly. Elizabeth gave a look to Will and sat down.
Now Will was confused. A swirl of emotions tackled his heart even more than the first time he'd seen the Governor's daughter standing over him. He gulped and sat down, looking at her. Why did she keep glancing at him with those angelic smiles?
More people flooded the room. Among them was James Norrington, who gladly sat down next to Elizabeth. The girl looked up at him. He was the kind of man her father wanted her to marry. James had an education, he was succesful, wealthy, and a good man. But Elizabeth found him somewhat boring.
Everyone was seated at their own tables, though Will had the pleasure of sitting next to the Governor, Elizabeth, and Norrington.
"So, William Turner, is it?" the Governor asked.
Will nodded, blushing.
"A think he's a bit shy, Governor." Norrington said with a smirk.
Now Elizabeth was confused. Will was a pirate! Surely he was only being quiet to keep his pirate secrets? I must try this... thought Elizabeth. So, she was very silent, something Elizabeth Swann hadn't been known to be very good at doing.
The Governor looked at Will. "Well...where do you come from?" he asked.
"London." Will replied, as the food was brought to the tables. Will hesitated to even pick up is fork, which the hungry Elizabeth copied. Pirates aren't polite...something's wrong here. Or maybe they are. Will is, and I know he's a pirate.
"Ah...suprise there, I haven't met any Turners around London." the Governor commented.
"You used to live in London?" Will asked.
The Governor nodded. It was then he noticed his daughter's silence. "Elizabeth?Surely you must want to speak about London to Mr. Turner?".
Elizabeth shrugged. "I wouldn't know." she said almost snappily. "Afterall we moved from London when I was four, and I all too much don't like to bring up that subject because that's the last time I saw my mother.".
Will took in notice of Governor Swann's expressions at the mention of Elizabeth's mother.
"Daddy, may I be excused?" she asked.
"But we just started eating, Elizabeth." Norrington frowned at the small girl.
"I'm not hungry." she said, then got off her chair and walked out of the room.
"Urm...neither am I. I feel sick, I think I'll go to bed..." Will said, following her out the door and ignoring the protests from Governor Swann.
Will headed towards the mast, and slowly climbed up.
"What are you doing?"
Will, startled, fell back-first onto deck, his eyes rolling back to see Elizabeth standing in front of his head, looking down with her mouth ajar.
"Oh, are you all right?!" she cried, knieling to his side to help him up.
Will blushed and rose. "Urm...yes...I...I'm fine." he said, smiling nervously.
Elizabeth began to giggle. "I didn't mean to startle you..." she said, stepping closer to him. "Why were you attempting to climb the mast????"
"B-because I was going to sleep in the crow's nest." Will explained himself, feeling stupid.
Her eyes widened. "Sleep in the crow's nest?!" she cried softly. He really is a daring pirate! "Surely you're afraid of freezing to death? And surely it must get uncomfortable???" Elizabeth stepped even closer, now face to face with William.
He stumbled back a bit, wide-eyed. "No, that's where I slept before I got on this ship..."
"Can I sleep in the crow's nest with you then?" Elizabeth asked after a moment, her chocolate eyes still bulging from their sockets.
"W-what???" His face became that of suprise once more.
"I want to see what it's like!" She explained
"Your father wouldn't like it." Will protested shakily.
"He would never discover it. I would awaken early and sneak to my cabin. Please?" Elizabeth's eyes pleeded, and Will couldn't say no to her.
"I guess..."he smiled.
"Oh, thank you, Will!" Elizabeth squealed, wrapping her arms around his neck in an embrace. But, he didn't return it or at least he'd hesitated to. So, she pulled away and returned the smile.
Will then turned and began to climb, Elizabeth behind him. It was difficult to climb the ladder that led to the crow's nest in a dress, but she managed. Soon they both made it. Will fell in, breathing heavily. Elizabeth came crashing in on top of them, her hands layed on his chest gently and her legs in his lap. She grinned devilishly, before finding her own space across from him. she sighed happily leaning back and gazing into the stars that adorned the night sky. " I feel like a pirate."