Hi. I'm back. Thanks to all my reviewers for this story, I didn't think I'd get so many. So Herminoe Vader, sherril, Jon'ic Recheio, CAPTAIN Matey Sparrow, MeraSparrow, Infamouspirate10, Rita Hill, Ogreatrandom and Sairra, James, Johnny and I take off our hats and bow to you! Free rum all around!

A reminder: James spakis in italics and Johnny speaks in bold.

So on with the show!

"Hey!" The fat man yelled at Jack. "Get away from there! You don't have permission to be aboard their mate."

If you walk off nice and quietly, maybe they won't shoot-

C'mon Jack, they're navy men! NAVY! What harm could they possibly do?

See those big guns? You think they carry them around to look good?

Jack let go of the wheel quickly. "I'm sorry, it's just as it's such a pretty boat.

SHIP!

"Ship!" He quickly corrected himself.

The two guards did not lower their guns. "What's your name?" One asked, cocking his head.

Don't tell them!

Maybe it would be better to just tell them the truth Jack. They might appreciate honesty.

With gritted teeth, Johnny clenched his fists. Pirates aren't honest.

Well, maybe it's time to say goodbye to that part of your life, Jack. Maybe you could get a job as a blacksmith-

With a quick shake of ?Jack's head, James went flying off of his hat and onto the ships floor.

Oh, very good job sparrow. He'll be out for at least a week now with concussion! HAHAHAHA!

Jack turned back to the guards. "Smith. Or, Smithy if you like."

Owww… I have a migraine now…

"What's your purpose in Port Royal, 'Mr Smith'?" One asked suspiciously.

"Yeah, and no lies!" the other added.

James weakly flew back up to Jack's shoulder. No lies! Ha!Johnny hooted. Idiots!

James managed a weary Hmm…

Jack shrugged his shoulders, making the angels bounce up and down. "All right then." He sighed, walking towards the guards. "I confess. It is my intention to commandeer a ship, pick up a crew in Tortuga, rape, pillage and otherwise pilfer my weaselly black guts out."

What are you doing man? Why don't you just tell them to shoot you on the spot, or is that part of the plan?

Yes… James muttered faintly I like cream spread on carrots…

The guards looked at each other. "I said no lies!" One cried.

The other squinted at Jack. "I think he's telling the truth."

"If he was telling the truth, he wouldn't have told us."

Jack smirked. Oh, very good job. Knew you had it in you!

Don't hurt the little bunny…

"Unless," Jack said, trotting over to the guards, "He knew you wouldn't believe the truth even if he told you."

"The guards nodded, then looked confused. Johnny sighed. It's going to be a very long day.

After about an hour, James had fully recovered. Both lay on Jack's shoulders, listening intently to the long-spun, embellished story he was telling the guards.

"And then they made me my chief." He said. Suddenly, the group looked up. There had been a large splash.

James jumped up immediately. A girl! He cried dramatically. A girl just fell into the water!

Johnny rolled over lazily. So?

The guards and Jack stood up and looked out to sea. "Will you be saving her then?" Jack asked one of the guards.

His eyes widened. "I can't swim!"

Leave her Jack, her little powder puff of a boy friend is coming to get her now. Look, the man running down the steps.

He won't make it! Come on Jack, we have to save her!

"We?" Jack muttered under his breath.

And risk drowning? FOR GOD'S SAKE, PIRATES DON'T SAVE DAMSELS IN DISTRESS!

Jack looked around helplessly, then sighed. "All right James." He whispered. "You have to promise though to keep quite when we reach Tortuga!"

Deal.

"Pride of the king's Navy you are!" Jack suddenly growled to the guards, swooping off his hat and shoving it at one. James cheered. Loudly. "Do not lose these." He continued, taking off his effects and grabbed the nearest rope.

Hear we go. Johnny muttered, gripping onto Jack's open collar. James grabbed a handful of Jack's dreads.

I just want to say how proud am of you, Jack. Saving a young girl's life, it's so noble-

His words where cut off, however, as Jack hit the water.

Lucky we can talk under here, isn't it Jack?

Jack rolled his eyes and paddled over to Elizabeth. She hit the sandy floor just as Jack picked her up and swam to the surface.

Wow man, your face is going really purple. You think you can hold on for much longer?

They hit the surface, and Jack drunk in deep breaths of the sea air. He glanced at Elizabeth.

Her dress! Rip it off Jack, it's dragging you down!

Yeah Jack, rip it off! Rip it!

He pulled it off, and swam towards the docks. James and Johnny yelled out encouragement.

Let's go Jack! Come on, swim!

Look at that, the wench isn't even breathing. What a waste of time, saving some dead girl!

She isn't, she's just unconscious. She'll be fine, she'll be fine-

Jack hit the dock, and handed over Elizabeth to a guard. He pushed her hair back to get a better look at her as Jack clambered onto the dock.

"She's not breathing!" The guard cried.

"Oh, move!" Jack yelled, pushing the guard out of the way.

Really Jack, a bit more politeness couldn't help-

Jack ripped open her corset with a knife, and she spluttered out water.

Ooh look, you think she'll puke?

One guard looked at Jack in awe. "Never would have thought of that." He said.

"Clearly you've never been to Singapore."

James jumped down from Jack's shoulder and hovered just a few centimetres from Elizabeth. Jack, look what she has around her neck!

Johnny gasped. No way… she's Bootstrap's kid!

Oh, don't jump to conclusions. Clearly-

I'm telling you man, they just don't hand these puppies out to anyone!

Jack pushed James away to get a better look. He picked it up and wiped it off. "Where did you get that?" He asked softly.

Suddenly a sword was pointed to Sparrow's throat. "On your feet."