*Drumroll* The long awaited sequel to Why AnaMaria Really left the Pearl! May or may not be continued past the first chapter. Please review to let me know what you think. Do you want me to continue? Sorry for the wait, and please enjoy!


Jack and Anamaria Sparrow's Marriage:

"Come on, Barbossa! You did it for the whelp, but not me?" Jack wailed at his rival.

"Mr. Turner wasn't marrying the Pirate King, nor did he like to steal my ship."

"Well, there was that one time. With Sao Feng. You know, pirate lord from Singapore?"

"One time, compared to your twenty."

"Sixteen actually," Anamaria cut in. "Barbossa! Marry us!"

"By the power invested in me," Barbossa made a stab at Jack, "Dearly beloved we are gathered here today!" Another stab.

Jack dodged yet another stab, and seized Anamaria's arm. "Do you, Anamaria, take me to be your husband?"

"I do!"

"Great! Can we have some rum?"

They both pulled out their swords and lunged at Barbossa. He fell back into a blanket when he dodged. While he attempted to disentangle himself, Anamaria asked, "Do you, Jack Sparrow, take me to be your beloved wife?"

"Yes, Love."
Barbossa stood. "You may ki-" He stabbed. "You may-" They dodged. "You may kis-" They stabbed him. "Just kiss!" He roared.

They happily complied.

When they were done, Barbossa was standing there, tapping his foot impatiently. Their swords were on the ground. Anamaria gaped. Jack fainted. "Isla de Muerta." He held up a piece of gold from around his neck. Then he sighed. "Can I have my ship now?"