YEEEESSSS!!!! MUSICAL IS OVER!!! The shows went GREAT but I am so glad to get a rest. I am sleeping after I update this, lol. I just got back from a four day trip in New York City this morning at two, so I'm exhausted. The trip was totally awesome, too, I just need the rest. Sorry it took a while to update. Life shall be orderly again by the end of this week, and I will be able to drive home right after scholl from now on! How great IS that? haha.. Enjoy the new chapter you guys!
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Aranel Cugheil
Haha... Creda gets hungry, too! I just ate some pizza to tie me over while I nap, so yeah. Food. GREAT subject, lol. And I am very happy that you like my continuingness, haha! Thank you very much for reviewing again, and I hope you keep reading and liking what you read! Enjoy, ma dear!
SparrowsVixon
Just a tad, lol.. Jack can be sensitive! He gets a little short with Creda sometimes, but he cares somewhere in that rum-loving black heart of his, lol. Than kyou for reviewing for me again, and I hope you enjoy this chapter, too! Thanks again!
Norma Jean
Mmm.. I'm not going for super suspenseful, but it is fun to wirte with little Creda there, lol. She can make things more interesting at some points (as you will later see). I hope you keep reading just for some light stuff. Nothing hugely major plotwise here, lol. Thanks for leaving me a review as always! You're so awesome, but I don't have to tell you that, lol. Thank you!!
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Chapter Four
Land Ho!
Some time later, Elizabeth had gotten food for the two of them, though it wasn't the best. The only quality item on this ship was rum, so of course the bread was dry and hard and the water was discolored. After returning to the deck, Elizabeth allowed Creda to hold the compass for a while, and the happy girl pranced all over the ship as if it were Christmas time. Elizabeth smiled warmly.
She hoped to have a daughter as sweet and cherishable someday. Someday when she was away from open ocean, Jack Sparrow, and the Black Pearl. Someday when she was done with pirates and curses and married to Will. Elizabeth longed to married to him now. She should have been Mrs. William Turner for at least a month or two now, back in Port Royal moving into a new home with her husband, sitting in the dining room enjoying dinner with Will an preparing for her own family.
God, I wish none of this had ever happened, she found herself pleading.
And speaking of Jack Sparrow, he walked over, taking a seat right beside her, and she didn't bother to reprimand him. She only missed Will.
"My intuitive sense of the female creature informs me that you are troubled."
And he knew.
Creda was jumping around back over in the vicinity of Norrington as he picked up his bucket, moving farther up the deck to wash the stairs.
"Guess what Jack gave Elizabeth gave me?" she asked him, dancing around.
He didn't understand a word she had said except 'guess,' and he did not like to 'guess,' nor did he feel like playing games with a demanding four-year-old. "What?" he asked shortly, throwing a wet rag on the stair. Creda ran up the stairs stepping on the rag and splashing water in his face. She sat on stair above him as he blinked the dirty water from his eyes.
"A magic compass!"
Norrington did not look up, knowing it was none other than the infamous broken compass. "Fascinating."
"You hold it!"
"No."
"But I want to know what you like!"
"I like nothing," Norrington replied morbidly, "save for being sober again. And that only makes me want to drink because I'm still not a commodore again and my life is a waste."
Creda looked at him thoughtfully. "Do you like washing the stairs?"
Norrington looked up this time. "No," he said flatly.
"Oh… How about clouds?"
Norrington stopped, heaving a very irritated sigh. "Please spare me your childish questions and leave me to my duties."
Creda sat in offense for a moment. "You're no fun."
She got up and left, heading onto the upper deck. Gibbs was at the wheel with Mr. Cotton and his parrot nearby. Creda smiled when she spotted Pintel and Ragetti, running over to them as they struggled to free a rowboat.
"Hey! Hold the magic compass!" she said, holding it out to one of them.
"Grab that- Hey! Get back!" Pintel shouted. "Out of the way, out of the way! We're handlin' a boat!"
She stepped back quietly, looking up at the tall, wooden-eyed man sheepishly. "You want to hold it and find out what you like the most?"
"Get off, girlie," he said as Pintel hit him sharply. "What? What I do?"
"Tug that rope in more! To the left! Left!"
Creda walked away from them dejectedly, looking down at the closed compass.
"Land ho!"
Her head shot up. She ran over to the railing as the men crowded around the left side of the ship to see the island in the distance. Creda spotted Elizabeth running over to the men away from Jack, and the rowboat behind her finally jolted into place. She ran over to Pintel and Ragetti again.
"Did you fix the boat?" They ignored her, and she asked again. "Hmm? Did you? Did you fix it?"
Pintel and Ragetti turned as footsteps approached. Creda saw Jack coming towards them with Elizabeth and the man who did not like washing stairs or clouds or the magic compass. He had a shovel. Creda looked up at Jack patiently and eagerly.
"You have the compass?" he asked Elizabeth. Elizabeth checked herself several times quickly until stopping and coming over to Creda, bending down towards her.
"Creda, we need the compass," she said to her.
"But I want to play with it!" she pouted.
"You can play with it again in a little while," Elizabeth said. "We just need it to find out where something is, and we'll bring it right back."
"Can I go in the boat with you?"
Elizabeth smiled softly at her naivety of the whole situation. "Not this time," she said. "Next boat ride, if Jack says you can."
"Jack!" Creda was pulling on his belt now, and Jack broke his line of orders, turning to Creda in annoyance.
"What?" he quipped.
"Jack, Elizabeth said I can come if I ask you," she said.
"Come where?"
"On the boat! I wanna go in the boat to the island." Creda whined.
"No."
"But I – wanna – come!" she said with an immovable face and a huff as she crossed her arms over her chest angrily.
"You can come when you're not ill-tempered and there's not a sea monster chasing us around the whole of the ocean," Jack said with a touch of mock pleasantness. Creda was taken aback just as he had hoped; rendering her speechless and buying them time to get in the boat. Pintel and Ragetti began to lower.
Determined, Creda pushed a barrel over to the side of the ship and stood on it, yelling back down at the people in the boat.
"I WANNA COME!"
"You get back up there before you fall!" Jack said.
"But-!"
Sure enough, her center of balance disappeared, and Creda fell forward with a scream, landing in the water next to the rowboat with a sound splash. Elizabeth, Norrington, and Jack immediately leaned over, looking in the white foam for the girl. She surfaced, taking in a huge gulp of air. Norrington extended an oar towards her.
"Help! Sea monster! Sea monster!"
"Shh! Do ye know how many people you'll be upsettin' sayin' that?" Jack reprimanded. "Grab the oar!"
Jack helped Norrington and Elizabeth pull Creda into the boat, and she sat soaking wet on Elizabeth's lap, moving the hair from her eyes with soppy, dripping sleeves. Jack glared at her.
"You'll spook everyone if you keep that 'sea monster' stuff up," he scolded.
"You said it!"
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