Twas the night before Christmas and aboard the Black Pearl, not a creature was stirring except for Ragetti and Pintel. The crew were all nestled snoring in their bunks, while visions of treasure chests danced in their heads.
Will Turner and Elizabeth were just settling in for a Christmas Eve snuggle, when out on the deck, there arose such a clatter, they sprang from their bed to see what was the matter.
When what to their wondering eyes should appear was a drunken Jack Sparrow searching out more rum. He was slender and charming, a right jolly lil pirate, and they laughed when they saw him in spite of themselves.
With a wink of his eye, and a twist of his head, soon gave them to know trouble lay ahead. He spoke not a word but went straight to his work, filled each sack with gold, then turned with a jerk. And laying his finger aside of his nose and giving a nod, up the sails he rose. And they heard him exclaim as Barbossa strode into sight. "Merry Christmas to all, except for you Barbossa, and to all the rest a jolly good night. By the way mates might any of ye have any rum? SAVVY?
MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE .