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"And then they made me their chief..." Dad's statement dragged me back into the present. Murtogg and Mullroy were conversing with Dad, about what, I had no clue. They seemed to be getting along now that the arguments had ended.
SPLASH!
"DAD!" now, you need to know that this is very out of character for me. Truthfully I couldn't care less about whoever fell in the water. But if more red coats, smarter ones than the two blubbering idiots we were talking to, came, we would be arrested and Dad and I would end up in the brig. Or worse, I would end up in a dress. I shuddered at the thought.
"Will you be saving her then?" Dad asked Mullroy.
"I can't swim." Dad glanced at Murtogg who shook his head fearfully.
"Pride of the King's Navy you are. Do NOT loose these." He handed Mullroy and Murtogg his effects and dived over the edge of the boat. I really didn't want to get wet again today so I decided to stay on the docked ship. Suddenly, a huge ripple reverberated from the spot where the girl had landed.
"What was that?" Murtogg and Mullroy's eyes were wide with fear. Wimps. Dad surfaced, spluttering, with the girl slung over his shoulder.
"Ooh, I've got her. She's not breathing!" Murtogg panicked.
"Yay! Let's shoot her!" I cried with glee bouncing up and down.
"NO!" Mullroy looked at me in horror as I frowned.
"Move!" Dad pushed us out of the way and split open the girl's corset. She gasped coughing up water, her eyes wide.
"I never would have thought of that." Mullroy said in astonishment.
"Clearly you've never been to Singapore." Yikes. I remember that only too well. I haven't trusted pillows since.
The girl looked all prissy and high up. Around her neck was a…..pirate medallion? Where would she get that?
"Where did you get that?" Dad asked reading my mind. The girl didn't have time to answer, 'cause in the time span of about 2 seconds she was suddenly hauled to her feet, and a sword was at dad's throat. Oh joy. I looked up at the owner of the sword….and started giggling hysterically. The guy was wearing this funny white wig that curled by his ears. I glanced around. ALL of them had the wigs, which only made me laugh harder.
"On your feet!" the first wig-man shouted at Dad, rolling his eyes in my direction. He probably thought I was crazy. Oh well, I probably am.
"Elizabeth! Are you alright?" The man who had helped up the girl asked. I had started to calm down by this point, but all it took was one look at him for me to start laughing again. He had this huge curly gray wig on. It looked like fake, old lady hair.
"Yes, I'm fine." the girl-Elizabeth-gasped. Melodramatic much? All the attention was suddenly focused on poor, stupid Murtogg who was holding Elizabeth's corset. He quickly pointed at Dad.
"Shoot him!"said who must have been Elizabeth's father.
"Father!" yep I was right. "Commodore, do you really intend to kill my rescuer….and this young person?" Elizabeth protested. Great, I went from possible shooter, to crazy hysterical giggler, and apparently I'm now 'this young person'. What am I gonna be next, an elephant?
The commodore, looking slightly exasperated sheathed his sword and extended his hand.
"I believe thanks are in order." I didn't think Dad would actually be stupid enough to shake his hand. But somehow, Dad always manages to surprise me. Dad grasped Mr. Commodore Wig-Man's hand. The commodore yanked up Dad's sleeve, revealing his pirate brand. I shivered. I had one too, and it had been almost as bad as wearing a dress.
"Had a brush in with the East India Trading Company did we, pirate?"
"Hang him." Elizabeth's father said his face pale.
"Keep your guns on him men. Gillette, fetch some irons." The Commodore ordered, as Gillette scampered off.
"And the girl, Sir?" one of them asked.
"Hmm." The Commodore thought out loud. "I suppose since she is a child we can teach her to change her ways. Put her in the governors household, have her work as a maid. And get her something suitable to wear." Okay. One second for comprehension. Governor's house = maids. Maids = cleaning. Cleaning = suitable wear. Suitable wear = dresses. Dresses + Me = the explosion of the world. My eyes widened and my face took on a mask of pure rage. NO ONE threatens me with dresses. NO ONE. Before I could call the Commodore a couple (a lot) of colorful (reaaaaaaalllly bad) names, he interrupted, rolling up Dad's sleeve again.
"Well, well?" The Commodore said upon seeing Dad's tattoo of a sparrow, "Jack Sparrow isn't it?" Uh oh for the Commodore. He forgot the 'Captain' part of Dad's name. I could tell Dad was holding himself back.
"Captain Jack Sparrow if you please sir."
"Well, I don't see your ship, Captain." Well duh. I don't think anyone would be able to tell that the 3 feet of mast sticking up from the water near the docks was our 'ship'.
"I'm in the market, as it were." True, true.
"He said he'd come to commandeer one." Murtogg said excitedly; glad to have some information to provide. Idiot.
"I told ya he was telling the truth! These are his, Sir." Mullroy added his unwanted contribution to the conversation, handing Dad's stuff to the Commodore. The other men started de-weaponing me as the Commodore inspected Dad's effects. In a matter of seconds, my sword, pistol, and bandana were gone. At least I still had my knife inside my boot – wait never mind. They took that too. I was gonna kill these (insert swear word of choice here).
I was pulled out of my murderous thoughts by a scream. Ah, Dad was up to his little tricks again. His chains were around Elizabeth's throat, nearly choking her.
"No! Don't shoot!" shouted her father desperately.
"I knew you'd warm up to me!" Dad sounded cheerily. "Commodore Norrington, my effects please, and my hat." When did Dad learn the Commodore's name?
"Commodore!" The Commodore handed Dad's effects to Elizabeth, who was still in Dad's chains. "Elizabeth. It is Elizabeth isn't it?" Dad asked her.
"It's Miss Swann" replied Elizabeth scathingly.
Dad spoke to her quietly, and she angrily strapped on his sword and slammed his hat onto his head.
"Blacksmiths." Was the only word he whispered to me as he slunk backwards.
"You will always remember today as the day you almost caught Captain Jack Sparrow." Dad shoved Elizabeth back towards her father, slamming his foot down on a lever that sent him swinging around over our heads.
"OPEN FIRE!" the Commodore shouted as his men fired their bayonets at Dad, while Murtogg and Mullroy held me back from following. Now, I'm a strong kid. Like, really strong. But the two idiots had shoved me on the ground, their bayonets pointed at me. So, I decided that I could deal with the dirt for now. Miraculously, Dad managed to find his balance on a large beam. He slid down the rope, and dropped off at the end running at top speed his hands still chained. How he managed to do it, I had no idea. As the stupid excuses for soldiers (along with Murtogg and Mullroy) chased after Dad, I snuck away. Now, off to find the blacksmiths.
Jeez, 1291 words! Yay I feel accomplished! Don't know if I'll be able to update tomorrow considering that tomorrow is TURKEY DAY!
HAPPY ALMOST TURKEY DAY!
IZ
