Joe looked over at a man who seemed crazed with his continuous
ramblings to himself. So this was her Father? This was Jack Sparrow, the
ruthless and legendary pirate known all through out the world? This was
him, who was now in a chair so drunk he could not lift the mug of ale to
his mouth?
"Jack Sparrow?"
"Bloody name, does anyone ever get it right? IT'S BLOODY CAPTAIN JACK SPARROW!"
Seeing that the person he was trying to get his point across to, showed now emotion of regret he started to bang his head against the table hoping it would somehow stop his throbbing headache.
"So I suppose you are Jack Sparrow then..."
"No, really?"
Joe glared, she just about had had enough of her Father and she had just met him two moments before.
"Well, Captain,"
"Hardy, har, har."
"I believe I'm your daughter." Jack spit out the last of the ale all over her. "Ugh, grand," Joe thought. "WHAT?" shrieked Jack, with his jaw opened so wide it could have touched the floor.
"Look, it's not exactly my pleasure either, but my Mother..."
"Who?" squeaked Jack sounding oddly like he had been traveling in a desert for a hundred days without water.
"My Mother."
"I know your mother..."
"I would hope so."
"No! I mean I know you said you're Mother but who is she?"
"Oh...Frances Smith."
Jack stared at her. "What?"
"Frances Smith."
"Sorry, don't know her. Or probably, more like I don't remember her." Jack smirked.
Joe felt her stomach do a flop, she hadn't, for some stupid reason, not thought he wouldn't remember her Mother.
"Well, remember her or not, she died. And I've been sent to you for guardianship."
Jack now spat out half of his new ordered ale on Joe again and looked at her bewilderedly.
"Grand yet again, " thought Joe
"WHAT?"
"You heard me."
"What am I supposed to do with a daughter!?"
Joe shrugged, "I know how run a boat. I could be part of your crew."
Jack spat the rest of his ale once more on Joe.
"Alright that's it!" Joe then took her ale and splashed it in her Father's face.
After shaking off like a dog to get the beer off he licked his lips and confirmed "I deserved that."
"I know." Joe said sourly.
"But back to the current motion. You can't be more than fifteen-"
"I'm sixteen!"
"Whatever, you aren't experienced enough even if you know the ropes. Besides how did a rich girl like you learn how to run a boat."
"My Mother had me take...Wait, how did you know I was rich."
Jack sighed, "You can never hide a piece of gold from a pirate," Jack pointed to a bright gold bracelet on Joe's left wrist. It had pearls, and rubies entwined in the mold of the gold and had Joe's full name "Josephine" on the inside of it."
"Oh...that."
"Yes, oh that."
Joe shrugged, "It was a gift from Mother." Before Joe could react Jack pulled the bracelet from her wrist without a scratch on it or her. Jack went to a window and put his arm out toward the sea.
"No!"
"Do me a favor, whoever you are my daughter or not, you leave me alone and I'll savage you're bracelet back to you, savvy?"
Joe whispered a yes. And Jack as promised came back to her with her bracelet; as he put it back on her wrist she ripped it away and briskly walked out of the floating tavern.
The next day Jack went upon the Black Pearl to begin the unloading with his crew of the goods they had stole from a island far off to the east. As he watched his crew work in the blistering sun he saw a crew member he did not assign. Not even a crew member, it was Joe. Jack hurriedly walked over to her. "What do you think you're doing?" Not even looking up at him Joe responded "Unloading." "I told you not to bother me, we had a deal!" "Pirates always break deals." "You're not a pirate!" "Just became one, when I joined you're crew." "Yes I did." "You cannot join my crew without my permission...or my first mate." Jack glared at his first mate. His good friend shrugged. "Fine! You want to see how it really is? You'll be crying to come home in a day!" "Fine!" "Fine!" "Fine!" Jack's eyes got wide and he looked more crazed then ever. He then turned on his heel and stomped toward his cabin.
Joe watched him go and slammed the his door and watched it fall down, saw Jack go out put it back on the hinges and scream "BLOODY DOOR!" , and watched him finally go back inside.
Joe then turned to a crewmember on the side of her and said "I think I'm going to like it here."
"Jack Sparrow?"
"Bloody name, does anyone ever get it right? IT'S BLOODY CAPTAIN JACK SPARROW!"
Seeing that the person he was trying to get his point across to, showed now emotion of regret he started to bang his head against the table hoping it would somehow stop his throbbing headache.
"So I suppose you are Jack Sparrow then..."
"No, really?"
Joe glared, she just about had had enough of her Father and she had just met him two moments before.
"Well, Captain,"
"Hardy, har, har."
"I believe I'm your daughter." Jack spit out the last of the ale all over her. "Ugh, grand," Joe thought. "WHAT?" shrieked Jack, with his jaw opened so wide it could have touched the floor.
"Look, it's not exactly my pleasure either, but my Mother..."
"Who?" squeaked Jack sounding oddly like he had been traveling in a desert for a hundred days without water.
"My Mother."
"I know your mother..."
"I would hope so."
"No! I mean I know you said you're Mother but who is she?"
"Oh...Frances Smith."
Jack stared at her. "What?"
"Frances Smith."
"Sorry, don't know her. Or probably, more like I don't remember her." Jack smirked.
Joe felt her stomach do a flop, she hadn't, for some stupid reason, not thought he wouldn't remember her Mother.
"Well, remember her or not, she died. And I've been sent to you for guardianship."
Jack now spat out half of his new ordered ale on Joe again and looked at her bewilderedly.
"Grand yet again, " thought Joe
"WHAT?"
"You heard me."
"What am I supposed to do with a daughter!?"
Joe shrugged, "I know how run a boat. I could be part of your crew."
Jack spat the rest of his ale once more on Joe.
"Alright that's it!" Joe then took her ale and splashed it in her Father's face.
After shaking off like a dog to get the beer off he licked his lips and confirmed "I deserved that."
"I know." Joe said sourly.
"But back to the current motion. You can't be more than fifteen-"
"I'm sixteen!"
"Whatever, you aren't experienced enough even if you know the ropes. Besides how did a rich girl like you learn how to run a boat."
"My Mother had me take...Wait, how did you know I was rich."
Jack sighed, "You can never hide a piece of gold from a pirate," Jack pointed to a bright gold bracelet on Joe's left wrist. It had pearls, and rubies entwined in the mold of the gold and had Joe's full name "Josephine" on the inside of it."
"Oh...that."
"Yes, oh that."
Joe shrugged, "It was a gift from Mother." Before Joe could react Jack pulled the bracelet from her wrist without a scratch on it or her. Jack went to a window and put his arm out toward the sea.
"No!"
"Do me a favor, whoever you are my daughter or not, you leave me alone and I'll savage you're bracelet back to you, savvy?"
Joe whispered a yes. And Jack as promised came back to her with her bracelet; as he put it back on her wrist she ripped it away and briskly walked out of the floating tavern.
The next day Jack went upon the Black Pearl to begin the unloading with his crew of the goods they had stole from a island far off to the east. As he watched his crew work in the blistering sun he saw a crew member he did not assign. Not even a crew member, it was Joe. Jack hurriedly walked over to her. "What do you think you're doing?" Not even looking up at him Joe responded "Unloading." "I told you not to bother me, we had a deal!" "Pirates always break deals." "You're not a pirate!" "Just became one, when I joined you're crew." "Yes I did." "You cannot join my crew without my permission...or my first mate." Jack glared at his first mate. His good friend shrugged. "Fine! You want to see how it really is? You'll be crying to come home in a day!" "Fine!" "Fine!" "Fine!" Jack's eyes got wide and he looked more crazed then ever. He then turned on his heel and stomped toward his cabin.
Joe watched him go and slammed the his door and watched it fall down, saw Jack go out put it back on the hinges and scream "BLOODY DOOR!" , and watched him finally go back inside.
Joe then turned to a crewmember on the side of her and said "I think I'm going to like it here."
