Author's Note: So, how is life? Good? Well, here is the other chapter! Hope you enjoy! (Jaffe is pronounced, ha-fay. And DMC never happened.)
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean. The Mouse in the rat trap still has it.
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Lydia's ship had landed on the small island of Jaffe. She was going to raid it in hopes of getting a new dress, food and supplies. Of course, they would buy the necessary items right away and then, they would pillage their little hearts out.
She was on the starboard side of the ship and she was smiling to herself. She had a good talk with her crew and they knew their procedure; no one gets left behind. The reason was because most all of them knew secrets that no person should know. They all knew their weaknesses and their strengths, and if tortured, would ruin her crew. Lydia, for example, she can defend herself better than any man could. But one of her faults was that she was a sucker for men. If they complemented her on her hair or attitude, she would fall over and flirt. That is why the crew never mentioned their relationships with other men because she would always be jealous. I guess you could always call her a "needy" person.
She went quietly to the port manager and asked, "Wat ya charge here, for dockin' me ship?"
"A shilling."
She paid the man and nodded. She told the crew before hand, that they need to come off in groups, so no one would bother them.
Lydia strolled the town and went to the dress makers. She saw the most lovely gown. It was dark burgundy and it was shoulder-less. Perfect. She went into the shop and asked whether or not that dress was for sale.
"Heavens no! That dress is for the governor's daughter! Don't you know that it is the Governor's birthday?" Said the dress maker.
Lydia smiled and pointed her gun at the dress maker. "Now, what you be sayin? I must say, I am getting deafer by the bloody minute." The dress maker was about to call out to her assistant but Lydia stopped her. "I wouldn't be doin' that if I were you, matey."
The dress maker nodded and put up her hands. She got the dress and turned to the dress maker. "Thank ya dearie. I'll take good care of this dress." She ran out of the shop and went down an ally.
She looked at the dress and tried to hide it as best as she could, while she ran to her ship. Lydia sneaked into her ship and put the dress in her cabin. But when she turned around, she saw the Royal Navy behind her. "Oh, gentlemen. Wat brings you 'ere?"
"Miss, we are from the British Navy and we are here to arrest you." Lydia looked at the officers suspiciously. "On wat charge?"
"On charge of stealing and damaging property. And possibly piracy." Said one of the high ranking officers smugly. Lydia stopped and looked around and started walking and whistling.
" 'Ice badge there," she said pointing to one of the officers badges'.
"Oh, thank you miss." He was blushing, then saw his commander and lowered his head.
"Ow right. If you don't mind gentleman, I need to get a few personal things from my cabin. So if you wouldn't mind leaving for a minuteā¦"
The high ranking officer cut her off. "No. But I will tell you this; you are under arrest." With that, two men grabbed her and tried to handcuff her, but to no avail. She struggled free from their grip and ran out of her cabin.
Bella was coming on the ship when she saw Lydia. Lydia pointed in back of her as she ran and Bella followed.
As they ran, they came across a Blacksmiths' shop and went in there.
Bella was huffing and puffing and furious. "What (puff) the hell (puff) happened?"
Lydia calmed her breath. "They wanted to arrest me for stealin' and for piracy. They 'an't do that."
Bella looked down at the ground and looked around. "We need to hid Lydia. I say we go to Port Royal and cabin in a strangers house. Under identities of course."
Lydia nodded. "Ow right. We'll do that. We need to leave a message though for the girls."
"How about if we find Ginger and tell her to tell the rest of them?"
"Ya know where she is?"
Bella nodded. "Tavern."
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