Hello all! This is my first POTC story and my first slash story, so any and
all constructive criticisms will be welcomed. :) 0k summary, Will and
Elizabeth were going to get married but have a huge fight after they send
out the invitations. And to make things more amusing Jack is going to try
to cancel the wedding that doesn't exist. I'm amusing aren't I? Meh. Ok
here's the story. Oh yes, inspiration for the story's title came from my
friend S****e (to protect her identity) so thanks to her.
"speech" 'thoughts'
Disclaimer: if I don't say it its not true, if I don't say it its not true, if I don't say it its not true, aw crap, I don't own PotC's characters or the emotions of said characters, I just write to amuse you people.
Captain Jack Sparrow could be described as many things, he can be called (depending on your point of view) a thief, an idol, a nemesis, very rich, a traveler, someone to be feared, a customer, a friend and a lover to name a few. However, one thing most would not say about Captain Jack Sparrow is that he is unhappy; for how could anyone wearing a crown be so unhappy? Therefore it is concluded by most that Jack is happy with his life so far. But, one thing that most people don't know is that Jack was actually very unhappy at this time. You see, he had been invited to his lover(Will)'s wedding (ouch). And it would be admitted by all that this would really bite (and they would most likely try to get revenge on the soon to be husband/wife anyone who denies this is in denial or an extremely nice person) so Jack has the right to be very pissed off with the world. But like I said, not many people know that Will was his lover, so they assumed he was being pissy instead of pitying him.
"Eh, Captain Sparrow, why are we going to Port Royale?"
'Bite me Gibbs, bite me!' "Because I said so and I'm the Captain." Jack said through gritted teeth.
"Ay then sir." Gibbs said and walked away. 'Gibbs has become really annoying lately, perhaps he knows about me and Will...nah, haven't told anyone but Annamarie about that, wait-that's not good. Shit.' Jack kicked the rail of his ship bitterly, wishing he could think up a very Captain Jack Sparrowish plan to rescue Will from the dragon lady. He went down his quarters (very shiny because of all the gold) and picked up a bottle of rum. 'This'll help me think straight' he thought as he downed the whole bottle in one gulp. A little known thing about Jack is that he has no gag reflex (if you don't know what that is ask in a review, and I'll tell yeh), hmmm go figure. He took another one off the shelf and another and another, until he was very drunk.
"Whhhaada lookin at Will? Ohhh I seeeee. Hehe that'sss funny. *HIC* Heheh."
The crew exchanged several confused looks but then determined that their captain had once again gotten drunk. "Ohhhh pretty colors..."
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Will winced as he heard a glass being broken for the third time that morning. Most wouldn't think of the governor's daughter as being a clumsy person, yet here she was breaking every dish in his house.
"WILLL!!! WHERE IS THE DUSTPAN????". Will sighed audibly as he heard his soon to be wife drop something metallic. 'I just hope its not my sword' he thought as he rushed down the stairs.
"It's the sword you just made! It kinda broke!!" 'shit'. Will scrambled down the stairs to see if he could perhaps repair it. After all, he had been working on it for years. When he finally got down the stairs he grabbed the dustpan off the table and handed it to Elizabeth. Then, he examined the damage done to his weapon.
"Tell me Elizabeth, just how can you shatter a sword into a thousand pieces on a carpet?" 'oops, that was mean, oh shit, she's gonna kill me.'. Sure enough, Elizabeth began to slowly inflate with rage.
"ARE YOU CALLING ME CLUMSY??"
"Yes, I suppose I am.". Will knew he was enraging her beyond belief but he was just sick of her. Yes he loved her, but as an annoying little sister, with claws.
"I SLAVE OVER A HOT STOVE AND GIVE UP MY REPUTATION AND LOST MY FATHER'S TRUST FOR THIS?????" 'She's so melodramatic, kinda like someone else I know, but not to this extent' Will thought as Elizabeth rambled about how great her life with the Commodore would be. "I had a chance to be rich and happy!!" Now this statement really set off Will. He was rich (being a pirate he had bought a boat but she broke a hole in it so he hadn't been able to be piraty), he just couldn't trust her. Elizabeth could break anything.
"Well you know what? If Norrington is so much better than me, why don't you stop breaking my stuff and get out of my house??!!!!". There was dead silence. Then:
"Will?"
"Yes?"
"I am going to kill you!!". Will gulped, she had just sharpened her nails.
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The Black Pearl glided smoothly over the dark water. It was night now, and Jack had a very bad hangover.
"Bleh!!" The crew winced as they heard their Captain retching.
"Why must he have so much to drink?" a random crew member asked, voicing the thoughts of all the other random crew members. Anamarie rolled her eyes, she could take a guess.
"So when is the wedding?" she whispered softly. Jack got up and rinsed out his mouth.
"Tomorrow."
"Err. Well that's good news because we will get there very soon." Jack nodded before bending over and emptying the contents of his stomach (rum, cheeseburger, that slimy thing the cook had served, sushi...) into the ocean. Well, not really the ocean because they had reached Port Royale sooner than Anamarie had anticipated, and Jack had actually thrown up on a watchman's head. However, he [the watchman] was asleep so this did not affect him as severely.
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Ok that's all for now. Not much slashiness, but it will come. Hmmm im beginning to think the title is too serious for this story. :P go figure. Anyway, I would like encouragement (REVIEWS!!) so if you read please take 10 seconds out of your ff.net surfing time to give me a review. Oh yeah, I have a really hot pic of Will and Jack so if you want me to email this to you just leave your email address in a review and I'll send it to ya!.
Note: I only give pics to those who actually review.
"speech" 'thoughts'
Disclaimer: if I don't say it its not true, if I don't say it its not true, if I don't say it its not true, aw crap, I don't own PotC's characters or the emotions of said characters, I just write to amuse you people.
Captain Jack Sparrow could be described as many things, he can be called (depending on your point of view) a thief, an idol, a nemesis, very rich, a traveler, someone to be feared, a customer, a friend and a lover to name a few. However, one thing most would not say about Captain Jack Sparrow is that he is unhappy; for how could anyone wearing a crown be so unhappy? Therefore it is concluded by most that Jack is happy with his life so far. But, one thing that most people don't know is that Jack was actually very unhappy at this time. You see, he had been invited to his lover(Will)'s wedding (ouch). And it would be admitted by all that this would really bite (and they would most likely try to get revenge on the soon to be husband/wife anyone who denies this is in denial or an extremely nice person) so Jack has the right to be very pissed off with the world. But like I said, not many people know that Will was his lover, so they assumed he was being pissy instead of pitying him.
"Eh, Captain Sparrow, why are we going to Port Royale?"
'Bite me Gibbs, bite me!' "Because I said so and I'm the Captain." Jack said through gritted teeth.
"Ay then sir." Gibbs said and walked away. 'Gibbs has become really annoying lately, perhaps he knows about me and Will...nah, haven't told anyone but Annamarie about that, wait-that's not good. Shit.' Jack kicked the rail of his ship bitterly, wishing he could think up a very Captain Jack Sparrowish plan to rescue Will from the dragon lady. He went down his quarters (very shiny because of all the gold) and picked up a bottle of rum. 'This'll help me think straight' he thought as he downed the whole bottle in one gulp. A little known thing about Jack is that he has no gag reflex (if you don't know what that is ask in a review, and I'll tell yeh), hmmm go figure. He took another one off the shelf and another and another, until he was very drunk.
"Whhhaada lookin at Will? Ohhh I seeeee. Hehe that'sss funny. *HIC* Heheh."
The crew exchanged several confused looks but then determined that their captain had once again gotten drunk. "Ohhhh pretty colors..."
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Will winced as he heard a glass being broken for the third time that morning. Most wouldn't think of the governor's daughter as being a clumsy person, yet here she was breaking every dish in his house.
"WILLL!!! WHERE IS THE DUSTPAN????". Will sighed audibly as he heard his soon to be wife drop something metallic. 'I just hope its not my sword' he thought as he rushed down the stairs.
"It's the sword you just made! It kinda broke!!" 'shit'. Will scrambled down the stairs to see if he could perhaps repair it. After all, he had been working on it for years. When he finally got down the stairs he grabbed the dustpan off the table and handed it to Elizabeth. Then, he examined the damage done to his weapon.
"Tell me Elizabeth, just how can you shatter a sword into a thousand pieces on a carpet?" 'oops, that was mean, oh shit, she's gonna kill me.'. Sure enough, Elizabeth began to slowly inflate with rage.
"ARE YOU CALLING ME CLUMSY??"
"Yes, I suppose I am.". Will knew he was enraging her beyond belief but he was just sick of her. Yes he loved her, but as an annoying little sister, with claws.
"I SLAVE OVER A HOT STOVE AND GIVE UP MY REPUTATION AND LOST MY FATHER'S TRUST FOR THIS?????" 'She's so melodramatic, kinda like someone else I know, but not to this extent' Will thought as Elizabeth rambled about how great her life with the Commodore would be. "I had a chance to be rich and happy!!" Now this statement really set off Will. He was rich (being a pirate he had bought a boat but she broke a hole in it so he hadn't been able to be piraty), he just couldn't trust her. Elizabeth could break anything.
"Well you know what? If Norrington is so much better than me, why don't you stop breaking my stuff and get out of my house??!!!!". There was dead silence. Then:
"Will?"
"Yes?"
"I am going to kill you!!". Will gulped, she had just sharpened her nails.
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The Black Pearl glided smoothly over the dark water. It was night now, and Jack had a very bad hangover.
"Bleh!!" The crew winced as they heard their Captain retching.
"Why must he have so much to drink?" a random crew member asked, voicing the thoughts of all the other random crew members. Anamarie rolled her eyes, she could take a guess.
"So when is the wedding?" she whispered softly. Jack got up and rinsed out his mouth.
"Tomorrow."
"Err. Well that's good news because we will get there very soon." Jack nodded before bending over and emptying the contents of his stomach (rum, cheeseburger, that slimy thing the cook had served, sushi...) into the ocean. Well, not really the ocean because they had reached Port Royale sooner than Anamarie had anticipated, and Jack had actually thrown up on a watchman's head. However, he [the watchman] was asleep so this did not affect him as severely.
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Ok that's all for now. Not much slashiness, but it will come. Hmmm im beginning to think the title is too serious for this story. :P go figure. Anyway, I would like encouragement (REVIEWS!!) so if you read please take 10 seconds out of your ff.net surfing time to give me a review. Oh yeah, I have a really hot pic of Will and Jack so if you want me to email this to you just leave your email address in a review and I'll send it to ya!.
Note: I only give pics to those who actually review.