Disclaimer: Oh yes, I own. And I also have a lovely tower on sale in Paris, if you're interested.
Warning: Jack. He deserves his own warning. Oh and… rated T to be on the safe side :P
A/N: Dunno what made me think of this really… but if you like it please do tell! I thought it was funny anyhow :D
Is He?
Should he knock? Who knows what they get up to in that cabin. No. He shouldn't. I mean seriously, Elizabeth? Never before marriage. And Will? …No comment necessary.
"I'm sure I'm not disturbing anything, but –"
Jack's eyes were as wide as saucers. There they were, stark naked, in his ship, in a rather… 'how un-ladylike.'
"JACK!"
"…but clearly I am!" He turned his gaze, not quickly enough for Will's liking, away from the blushing Elizabeth and closed the door behind him. Jack stood nearby, listening to the hushed voices inside.
"Will! I thought you locked it!"
"Elizabeth, I'm beyond doubt, my mind was elsewhere…"
"Just pass me the damn shirt…"
The door clicked open and Jack swayed around, facing a now-clothed and quite red Lizzy.
"So is he?"
"Is he what?!"
"You know love…" He made an odd cutting gesture with his hands.
SLAP.
His head spun and he found himself facing a somewhat embarrassed Turner.
"You know you deserved that."
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