Camille had started to swing their hands, and skip with a cheerful smile. Jack, on the other hand, was trudging up the streets, a frown on his face. What was he suppose to do? Talk to her? He didn't know what to say, plus he didn't want to. The sky was turning pink in the east and some voices could be heard in the distance. His eyes flickered back to the girl, he was a pirate, he couldn't-
It suddenly hit him. Jack felt a smirk slowly cross his lips, he looked down to the girl and took a breath (to get her attention), "What do you think of pirates?"
She shrugged, "I don't know. I suppose they're awful men."
Jack continued to smirk, "And why do you think that?"
"Well," Began the little girl, "Because...Because they kidnap, and steal, and kill people, and are just awful because they are" She said firmly.
"You know, Camille, I'm a pirate." He said, looking down to her to see her reaction.
"No your not." She said with the same firmness in her tone, "It isn't good to lie."
This wasn't what he expected. Jack stared down at her, he mouth hung open in surprise. It was very shocking to him to have someone not believe that he was a pirate, which was new to him, "I am so. I'm Jack Sparrow."
She looked at him curiously, "Nooo...Your not."
Jack continued to stare at her, "And why do you not believe me.
"Well, pirates kidnap, and steal, and kill people, and are awful, and rude, and bad, and mean, and-"
"I get the point." Jack said, interrupting her, "But I am one...I'm Captain Jack Sparrow." He rolled his sleeve up to show a 'P' on his arm then above it was a picture of a sun behind a bird that was flying over some waves. It was his 'sign'.
Camille pushed her pink lips together, "Oh. Jack Sparrow. Once when father was drunk, I heard him talking to a friend, he said something like, 'Jack Sparrow...A fool of a pirate, he isn't even a pirate, just a disgrace to man- kind with a beat-up boat.' He did." She gave a single nod, as if confirming this. "So, your name is Jack Sparrow then?"
"Captain Jack Sparrow, if you would..."
"That's too long of a name, Jack!"
He sighed and continued to walk. Anytime Camille would try to say something, he'd stop her with a 'Shh'. With Camille humming and skipping, and her eyes looking up to him, the walk seemed to take ages. Finally, they stopped before a shop. The Blacksmith shop to be more precise. Jack stared at his boots as he listened to the clinking away in the shop. Without knocking, he walked inside the shop, pulling her in behind him.
Will continued working on some sword, "Not opened yet, come back in an hour." He shortly said without looking up. "William." Jack said loudly, and Will instantly looked up with a grin on his face, "Jack! What are you doing here? You know a few people in this town are still after you. Nonetheless, it's great to see you, mate." Obviously he hadn't noticed the girl, but she was hiding behind his legs.
"Aye." Jack nodded, "And how is Elizabeth?"
Will smiled, "I...got her a ring...Wedding is to be next summer."
"That's great! Great...and have you thought about kids?"
His cheeks went pink, and he looked down to the sword, "We have...but we agreed that...well, not for the moment." Will's eyes flickered back to Jack, "Why do you ask?"
Jack folded his arms, "Just wondering...You should name you first son after me." Will nodded and grinned, "I was wondering because...I thought maybe you or Elizabeth would know what to do with a little girl." Will raised his eyebrow in a 'why do you say that?' way. Jack reached behind him, and took one of the little girl's hands, pulling her out from behind him, "This is Camille..." She gave a polite smile, but shyly stood against Jack, and kept her eyes down.
If Jack wasn't the one with the girl, he would've laughed at the look on Will's face. He looked at Camille, then to Jack, Camille, then back to Jack, then down to Camille again, "What a beautiful name, I'm Will." He said, kneeling down in front of her. She muttered a 'thank-you'. Will then stood up, and looked at Jack and said in a whisper, "Jack...you didn't kidnap her did you?"
"No! I was just walking, and there she was!...Do you know what I should do?" He asked desperately , looking into Will's face. He only shook his head, "Maybe Elizabeth would."
After a few minutes, Will caught a passing boy, and sent him for Elizabeth. It seemed to take ages for her to get to the shop. Immediately came the same question, "Tell me you didn't kidnap her."
"I didn't kidnap her! Why is it then when I show up with a little girl, you each think I've kidnapped her?"
Elizabeth paused, "Sorry, your right Jack...Sorry again." Elizabeth looked at Camille then back to Jack, "Is she your daughter? I mean I know you've sometimes had a little too much fun and-"
"No! She isn't my daughter!" Jack glanced to the girl who had fallen asleep in the corner.
They all stared at eachother, "How about she and you go back with you,Elizabeth? It would be better then staying here...But what about her parents?"
Jack looked at Will, "From what I understand, he mother died and her father wouldn't care where she went."
Elizabeth bit her bottom lip lightly, "Yes...you two come back with me...We should be getting back now...The carriage is on the main road, so,keep your head down,Jack."
He nodded, then softly picked up Camille in his arms, following Elizabeth out of the door.
It suddenly hit him. Jack felt a smirk slowly cross his lips, he looked down to the girl and took a breath (to get her attention), "What do you think of pirates?"
She shrugged, "I don't know. I suppose they're awful men."
Jack continued to smirk, "And why do you think that?"
"Well," Began the little girl, "Because...Because they kidnap, and steal, and kill people, and are just awful because they are" She said firmly.
"You know, Camille, I'm a pirate." He said, looking down to her to see her reaction.
"No your not." She said with the same firmness in her tone, "It isn't good to lie."
This wasn't what he expected. Jack stared down at her, he mouth hung open in surprise. It was very shocking to him to have someone not believe that he was a pirate, which was new to him, "I am so. I'm Jack Sparrow."
She looked at him curiously, "Nooo...Your not."
Jack continued to stare at her, "And why do you not believe me.
"Well, pirates kidnap, and steal, and kill people, and are awful, and rude, and bad, and mean, and-"
"I get the point." Jack said, interrupting her, "But I am one...I'm Captain Jack Sparrow." He rolled his sleeve up to show a 'P' on his arm then above it was a picture of a sun behind a bird that was flying over some waves. It was his 'sign'.
Camille pushed her pink lips together, "Oh. Jack Sparrow. Once when father was drunk, I heard him talking to a friend, he said something like, 'Jack Sparrow...A fool of a pirate, he isn't even a pirate, just a disgrace to man- kind with a beat-up boat.' He did." She gave a single nod, as if confirming this. "So, your name is Jack Sparrow then?"
"Captain Jack Sparrow, if you would..."
"That's too long of a name, Jack!"
He sighed and continued to walk. Anytime Camille would try to say something, he'd stop her with a 'Shh'. With Camille humming and skipping, and her eyes looking up to him, the walk seemed to take ages. Finally, they stopped before a shop. The Blacksmith shop to be more precise. Jack stared at his boots as he listened to the clinking away in the shop. Without knocking, he walked inside the shop, pulling her in behind him.
Will continued working on some sword, "Not opened yet, come back in an hour." He shortly said without looking up. "William." Jack said loudly, and Will instantly looked up with a grin on his face, "Jack! What are you doing here? You know a few people in this town are still after you. Nonetheless, it's great to see you, mate." Obviously he hadn't noticed the girl, but she was hiding behind his legs.
"Aye." Jack nodded, "And how is Elizabeth?"
Will smiled, "I...got her a ring...Wedding is to be next summer."
"That's great! Great...and have you thought about kids?"
His cheeks went pink, and he looked down to the sword, "We have...but we agreed that...well, not for the moment." Will's eyes flickered back to Jack, "Why do you ask?"
Jack folded his arms, "Just wondering...You should name you first son after me." Will nodded and grinned, "I was wondering because...I thought maybe you or Elizabeth would know what to do with a little girl." Will raised his eyebrow in a 'why do you say that?' way. Jack reached behind him, and took one of the little girl's hands, pulling her out from behind him, "This is Camille..." She gave a polite smile, but shyly stood against Jack, and kept her eyes down.
If Jack wasn't the one with the girl, he would've laughed at the look on Will's face. He looked at Camille, then to Jack, Camille, then back to Jack, then down to Camille again, "What a beautiful name, I'm Will." He said, kneeling down in front of her. She muttered a 'thank-you'. Will then stood up, and looked at Jack and said in a whisper, "Jack...you didn't kidnap her did you?"
"No! I was just walking, and there she was!...Do you know what I should do?" He asked desperately , looking into Will's face. He only shook his head, "Maybe Elizabeth would."
After a few minutes, Will caught a passing boy, and sent him for Elizabeth. It seemed to take ages for her to get to the shop. Immediately came the same question, "Tell me you didn't kidnap her."
"I didn't kidnap her! Why is it then when I show up with a little girl, you each think I've kidnapped her?"
Elizabeth paused, "Sorry, your right Jack...Sorry again." Elizabeth looked at Camille then back to Jack, "Is she your daughter? I mean I know you've sometimes had a little too much fun and-"
"No! She isn't my daughter!" Jack glanced to the girl who had fallen asleep in the corner.
They all stared at eachother, "How about she and you go back with you,Elizabeth? It would be better then staying here...But what about her parents?"
Jack looked at Will, "From what I understand, he mother died and her father wouldn't care where she went."
Elizabeth bit her bottom lip lightly, "Yes...you two come back with me...We should be getting back now...The carriage is on the main road, so,keep your head down,Jack."
He nodded, then softly picked up Camille in his arms, following Elizabeth out of the door.