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Thank you ChaosandMayhem for beta-ing this.
Marty liked it when it was his turn to climb up into the crow's nest. The wind whistled in his ears and the rocking of the ship still gave him a slight thrill. He shaded his eyes and peered over the rim to try and see ships that could either be sluggish prey, loaded with goods, or streamline predators, eager to blast the Black Pearl into the watery depths.
Suddenly a voice rang out. "Wot do you think you're doin' with my ship?!?"
Marty looked down. Jack and Barbossa were standing at the helm, most likely arguing. Again.
"I am fulfilling my duties as captain, Sparrow," retorted Barbossa.
"Who made you captain? I want to kill 'em."
"The crew," said Barbossa smugly. "And I think even you would regret killin' the crew."
"The crew never voted on who would be captain!" Jack reminded him.
Their argument was interrupted by a yell of "Me eye!"
Jack, Barbossa, Marty and the rest of the crew snapped their heads around to see Ragetti climbing up the rigging, as he chased that stupid monkey. Little Jack was screeching happily, dancing out of Ragetti's reach, the new glass eye in his tiny furry fist.
"Now, Jack, you'll be givin' Mister Ragetti his eye back. 'E's a full fledged crew member, like yerself and 'e'll be treated as such," said Barbossa, not missing a beat.
"If the little flea-infested, bag of undead bones is a crewmember, he should be whipped for stealin' Mr. Ragetti's eye," Jack pointed out.
"I'm inclined ta agree wit' Cap'm Sparrow at the momen'," said Ragetti, pushing his eye in. Little Jack had reluctantly handed over after Barbossa's command.
"See, he agrees with me!" crowed Jack, triumphantly.
"Shut up," growled Barbossa. "How do you go about whippin' a monkey?"
"Well, first, we'd have to catch the bothersome fur ball..."
And the arguing recommenced.
Marty, chuckling to himself, went back to looking for ships. Life on the Black Pearl was back to its absolutely normal chaos.
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