This is a random thing I came up with at some silly hour of the morning after a bae requested I write them a fanfic. I should also mention that at the time of writing this I had a kick ass flu so my thought processes were not entirely there, but alas, have fun.


"Cap'n? What might we be needin' from Tortuga?" Gibbs asked, standing a safe step back from Jack.

"Rum! Lots of rum- all of the rum in the port!" Jack whirled around to face his first mate as the gangplank was being lowered, "Best be quick about it to Mr Gibbs, we have places to do and things to be."

"Aye aye," he turned to the crew on the surrounding deck, "You all heard the man! Get the rum!"

The flurry of movement on the deck increased as they received their orders. Gibbs headed towards the gangplank, made his way down and stopped short of Jack who was inspecting a merchant's cage.

"Bunny," Jack mumbled, poking a finger through the cage for a moment, the tip of his finger petting the white animals' fluffy back. He stood up, "And Mr Gibbs," he resumed walking down the pier, "Get me that rabbit!"

Slightly bewildered, he stepped forward towards the merchant, "How much for the rabbit?"

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The crew were still loading the ship with barrels of rum when the Captain came running up the gangplank flanked by a mob of angry pirates, "Time to go!" He yelled, ignoring the crew as they hastily ran back onto the ship, pulled up the gangplank and prepared to leave immediately.

Jack stopped by the helm, took off his hat and waved it as he spoke, "Farewell mateys, this is the day you shall always remember as the day you almost caught, Captian, Jack, Sparrow." With a final flick of his hat, he returned it to his head, "Now, where is the bun bun?"

Mr Gibbs momentarily looked blankly back at the Captain before remembering the furry creature he awkwardly held, then presented it.

"Ah! Bun bun!" Jack took the rabbit and placed it on his shoulder, petting it's head with a single finger, "My bun bun now."