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"What are you doing?"

"What do you mean 'what am I doing?'"

Jack looked over at Pintel and Raggeti with a look of distain. 'Here they go again. Why did I ever let them back on my ship. Bloody mutiners.', he thought to himself.

"I asked you a bloody question you twit!"

"What if I don't want to answer the question? What if I got the captain he'self to arrange this...quarry?" replied Pintel coolly. He leaned against the port side railing and crossed his arms.

"He wouldn't care! He's got his own things to look after. Why would you think he would care about you?" Ragetti spat, his eyebrows now narrowed in.

Pintel suddenly looked sad and his shoulders slunk as his gaze quickly skimmed back and forth across the Pearls deck. "You..you...you don't think he hates me does he? I mean I know I've been a bloody mess lately but I've straightened up haven't I?" He looked up at his best friend and back to the deck. "I'm a disgrace! I don't deserve the right to be called a good pirate!" he wailed.

"Since when have you been so emotional, Pintel?"

Ragetti looked somewhat surprised by Pintel's outburst. 'What the hell has gotten into the bugger??' They always have stupid fights where they practically sissy slap each other but he never just about cried.

"...I dunno..." Pintel suddenly looked blank.

This was making Jack grin. He usually got a little laugh at their little quarries. Leaving the wheel to Cotton, Jack walked down to the main deck and towards their direction. He noticed how everyone that was sitting around suddenly scrambled to their feet to at least look like they're doing something. However, Jack didn't care. He just wanted to get to a port and fast and have a part in the conversation. He's been bored far too long. Snapping away from his thoughts he turned to the two pirates standing in front of him. They looked a bit...on edge. Jack cleared his throat and stood legs apart and arms behind his back.

"Yes cap'n?" Ragetti quivered.

"Is there something you two..", he waved his finger back and forth from one to the other, " would like to get off your chests?"

"Sorry?" Pintel obviously had no clue what to say. He had that incredibly stupid expression on his face.

Jack slumped forward a little and placed a closed fist to his mouth thinking of what he should say. Straightening up he opened his mouth and looked out at the ocean suddenly mind blank. "What the hell was I gonna say?" He stared off for a bit towards the sky and, "Aha! I remember now. Now...how should I put this, how should I put this...well lets say it straight out gents. You two have been very good friends for how long?"

"Over ten years." Ragetti replied. He and Pintel gave a quick glance at each other.

"Right...ten years. And how long have you been working under my sails Pintel?"

"At least a year since Barbossa I suppose."

"And have I ever given you reason to believe that I wanted to strand you on a little island?"

"Like we did to you!?" Pintel looked rather enthusiastic about it and immediately straightened up. "Sorry...I didn't mean..."

Jack remembered that alright. Maybe it wasn't such a bad idea to leave Pintel on an island. No, Jack wouldn't. He would be down another crew member and right now wasn't the time to lose another. The last storm that blew into them knocked three of his men off the side of the ship. Sadly they were lost at sea. 'Probably eaten by now.' Jack thought.

"Yeah, as I was saying," He turned to Ragetti, " what's all this fuss about?"

"He was pullin' the rope all wrong. I was trying to show him how to do it properly."

"Do it 'properly'!?" Pintel repeated furiously, "You pull a bloody rope! Both hands one at time unless it's necessary to use both at once!"

"Sounds to me like he has it under control Ragetti. Why don't you go scampy off somewhere. Keep the idiocy on hold for a little while." Jack paused with a finger in Ragetti's face. He's noticed the bottle of rum in his crew mates hand.

"Gimme that." Jack quickly said as he snatched the bottle and walked off humming 'A Pirates Life For Me'.

Will Turner walked towards Jack, his eyes on Pintel and Ragetti who were still agruing. "Was there a point to that discussion?"

Jack turned to face Will with a drunken sway of his body. "No, I guess not." He took a swig of the rum and looked at the two pirates. "They really are the biggest fools alive aren't they?"

"Just about." Will replied. "Jack I need to talk to you. Jack...Jack!" Will was getting impatient with Jacks lack of concentration.

"What the bloody hell you want Turner!?"

"Will you just listen to me for a moment? It's important."

"...do I have to? Is it THAT important? I don't see us in any sort of danger. Wheres the Kraken Will? Where's the Kraken? Oh golly I guess it's going to eat me!" he cried as he flailed his arms in the air. Jack was teasing Will and he was getting a laugh out of it. Will on the other hand looked as if he was going to bite Jack's head off." I don't suppose I have much of a choice do I?" Jack finished with a quick swig from the bottle.

"I was hoping not." Will replied agitatedly.

"Right. What was it then?"

"The map readings arent right Jack. You say the compass is pointing north but you have it marked in another direction."

Jack had his famous 'I'm trying to make a decision but it just isn't working out as i had planned it to' look on his face. Will was beginning to get suspicious. Jack wasn't going where he had said they were and thats the truth but he didn't feel he had any reason to inform them. They were only going to another bloody pirate town. They'll thank him later.

"Why are you so interested?"Jack finally asked.

"Well you'd think a good sailor would like to know where they are heading to." Will had a snappy attitude to his reply but it didn't seem to bother Jack.

"Aye I suppose yer right...but don't worry about it I know where I'm going Turner."

Jack pushed Will aside and went down to his cabin. Closing the door he eyed the room suspiciously just to make sure he was alone. With a sudden look of pleasure on his face he quickly made his way to his desk and clumsily sat in the cushioned chair. He shifted uneasly as a sharp feather poked his arse as he layed the compass on the desk next to the map and stared at it blankly. He knew they would be going through several obstacles and different towns through out his pirating career, but a visit from the future? This was not what he had expected at all. He figured it would be safer to introduce the girl when they got to a port so it would look like Jack had let her on board instead of looking like a bloody stowaway. He would be forced to make her walk the plank. He didn't want to do that, he thought it would be a terrible waste for such a pretty girl. He liked to just look at her even though she had been in a coma for the past two days. It didn't surprise him she just appeared in his cabin. It was dark and he thought she was one of his pirates trying to get him. So he hit her on the back of the head with something heavy and knocked her out. He felt bad about but it was a common mistake. Minus the whole future complication bit.