Chapter 2

Walking down the streets of Port Royal, was nothing new to the Captian Roza, as I headed to the local island tavern 'The Lustlist Wench'. I walked to the front of the bar and got the attention of the bartender,

" Let me have the finest rum you have in this place savvy!" I said as she looked around the bar for her next pray for the night, I saw none of interest until she turned back to her rum.

There five seats down was a man, skin browned from being kissed by the sun, hair the color of raven feathers with a red, tan, and dark beads in one of the dredlocks, and a pieace of eight hung from his banndana, and dark brown eyes outlined in kohl, a hat that was placed upon his head. I didn't relize that I was staring at him until he looked over at me and grin, I winked at him and took a drink of rum and looked back out on to the floor where almost every pirate had a wench hanging on their arm, or sitting in their lap, some had rum in their hands, some laid there past out from drinking so much they couldn't go to their room.

"Excuse me, lassie is anyone sittin' by you?'' said a husky voice that brought me out of my thoughts. I looked up and saw the man i was starin' at a few minutes ago, "No, go ahead." I motioned with my hand that didn't hold my mug of rum.

" Captain Chevalle, I asume?" I said with a smirk as I saw his eyes cloud with anger at not being reconized by a fellow captain.

"No, Lassie I'm Captain Jack Sparrow. How are you Ching?" he said returning the smirk. I laughted.

"So Jack where is your ship I didn't see it at the dock?" I said with a knowing smile.

" I'm in the market, as it were?" He said it with a wink.

" Really, last I heard your ship was sunk in the harbor." I laughted.

" Well...I did say I was in the market." He said with a smirk. I looked at him for a moment and said,

" Do you wanna get out of there Jack?" with a smile and a wink.

Abord The Jellyroll, Captain Herring was looking down at the crew from the hight of the wheel-house, getting to make port at Port Oolong.

"Gents. we will be making port at Oolong. WHERE WE WILL FEAST FOR THE NIGHT!" said the Captain, the pirates roared at the thought of endless food.

"Um... Captian... how are you going to pay for the food?" Alice, the first mate asked beside her. "we haven't pillaged or even shot the cannon since we tried to hit that rock formation back near Tortuga." he said bored, she blinked thinking, "um... WE WILL FEAST! THEN RUN AWAY!" He gripped his nose,

"at least we can call ourselfs pirates in that respect." he looked up to the ship. it was clean, the men all in their seats rowing. it was hard as he well knew. everyone had at one time sat in the rowers station. Even the captian when push came to shove. Of course that's what happens when you're known as the Chickens of the Sea. "Captian, what time should we head back out, i'll assume early enough the harbormaid wont be out to get our dues." she nodded,

"before dawn, lets say threeish?" she said picking up the ships mascot. a large black cat named Maple. the Harbor came into veiw,

"um... Captian..." Al said, "If i'm mistaken forgive me but isn't that Port Royal?" he asked, "how do you expect us to get a bite and run out of there?" the men depressed. She looked out to her sailors pouting,

"Hey! we're the Chicken's of the Sea. the fastest ship to sail. if we can't eat and run out of Port Royal then we should be ashamed to claim that title." she pointed off to the harbor, "Now ROW! I'm hungary!"

As Will and I walked out from under the deck I introduced him to the deck hands, the men that had fished him out. He was so flusttered it was too cute. He looked to the door that lead back down to the belly of the ship,

"are a lot of the crew off in town?" he asked, i laughed,

"Naw, Captian keeps a tight ship so when we port most of the time the crew sleeps the first night and we party the second." he laughed,

"so everyones asleep." he said, "then how are you going to introduce me to them if their asleep?" i laughed,

"I'm going to introduce you to the cook, it'll be a good time to tell him if you have any allergies or perfences." i laughed, "not like if you tell him you like anything but seafood he would make it." he looked away and pouted,

"then why bother telling him." he questioned annoyed.

"well if you tell him your birthday, he tries to make something you would like." i said grabbing his neck and bringing his head under my arm. "so don't get so uptight and calm down," he huffed and yelled for me to let him go but he was so weak it was just too cute.

"let go of me! i'm going to fall over!" he complained,

"You're just so small it's painfully cute." i said laughing as he reddened,

"I'M NOT CUTE!" he yelled, "I'M A MAN!" i couldn't contain myself he was just too precious proclaiming his manlyness with just the slightest blush in his cheeks. i would have said more had a screech not have brought both our attention to the hallway. I ran forward with the boy not far behind, i was mildly impressed that he could keep up as i will admit i'm fairly fast. we burst threw the door to the kitchen. Mathias, the cheif was standing ontop of the stove, a butcher knife in his hand as he screamed at what seemed to be a mouse scurring on the floor.

"Mathias!" i yelled, "it's a rat, there's tons of them on this ship, why are you freaking out?" he shot me a look,

"I cannnot work with these bastards sneaking up on me!" he yelled, "that son of a bitch ran up my surong and nearly got a peak of the promised land!" i cringed,

"well i will agree, that is oh, oh so wrong." Will laughed, walking over to the small ball of fur.

"he's just hungary." he pinched off a bit of cheese and fed it, picking it up in his hand, "see, he's not so bad." Mathias gave a looked,

"is this boy for real?" he asked, "Did he really just pick that seed of satan up like it was a kitten." i nodded as Will got closer to the the other man,

"look he's smiling at you," he said innocently, earning another round of screams from the Soprano.

"HE'S DOING IT ON PURPOSE!" he said cowering away from him, i pulled Will back. the mouse still in his hand,
"get a hold of yourself. your suposed to be a fearsome pirate." i said weary, "don't be such a baby." he stuck his tounge out at me, thereby ending the conversation, "come on Will, you should lay back down, you nearly drowned this morning and really should try to rest." he paled,

"i don't want to go to sleep." he said, "I'll have another nightmare." this broke my heart, he looked genuienly terrified.

"I'll stay with you if you want, and if you start to have a nightmare i'll be right there beside you." i said smiling. he blushed,

"i don't need a babysitter." he complained,"But..." i could see the gears moving in his head, "if you really want to i guess it's okay... If you want to." i smiled, seeing that he just wanted to save face i nodded,

"Then it's settled," the mouse squeeked in his hand as if in agreence, "and it looks like your new friend agrees too." i said laughing.