A/N: This chapter is a bit short. Tortuga was hard to write for. The next chapter might come sometime like Wednsday or Thursday. If I stay ahead of schedule.

Two Hornpipes (Part One)

Jack Sparrow, Will Turner, and Calvin were walking through the streets of Tortuga. They made port around sunset, so the town was covered in night by now. It was pure chaos in the streets. People were running around, fighting, drinking, kissing, yelling, passing out, and all around acting like drunks.

"I tell you mates," Jack Sparrow said as they walked through the streets. "If every town on earth were like this, no man would feel unwanted."

The town wasn't exactly in its prime. It was full of buildings with thatched roofs. The roads were cracked and broken. Many lanterns were lit to keep the streets as bright as possible, but stars were still visible. The sickening smell of rum, smoke, and seawater wafted through the air.

"Somebody has to submit a complaint to the mayor about littering in this place," Calvin told Jack. Jack, in response, pointed to a man being dunked into a well by some rouges.

"That mayor?" Jack asked.

"Oh," Calvin said.

"Jack," Will pulled Jack's shoulder. "What are we doing here?"

"You don't honestly think we can rescue your friends with two and a half men? That would be absurd, Mr. Turner! I spit at that!" Jack spit.

"Speaking of half a man, where's Calvin?" Jack and Will looked up. Calvin was nowhere to be seen.

"C'mon, let me have a turn!" Calvin yelled. He was trying to pull on the rope the mayor was tied to over the well. Some bigger guys kept pushing him back. "LET ME DUNK THE MAYOR!" Calvin begged. Will grabbed Calvin by his collar and dragged him off.

Once Calvin stopped whining, he asked Jack, "So why are we here exactly?"

"We need to find a crew," Will answered. He didn't want Jack to start ranting again.

"So where are we going now?" Calvin asked Jack again.

"We are looking for my good friend, Gibbs." Jack, Will, and Calvin walked through more winding paths towards the shore.

"Scarlett!" Jack yelled holding out his arms. A red-headed lady wearing a scarlet skirt walked up to Jack.

"Who's kid?" Scarlett asked incredulously. She then slapped Jack, sending Jack into a head spin.

"Ouch…" Calvin muttered.

"Not sure I deserved that?" Jack said, rubbing his now red cheek. "Giselle!" Jack held out his arms again.

"Who was she?" Giselle, another strumpet, asked in the same manner as Scarlett.

"Who was who?" Jack asked before receiving a slap to the face.

"I suppose you didn't deserve that either?" Will asked sarcastically.

"That…I might have deserved." Jack said.

"Kinda reminds me of Susie, right Hob--" Calvin stopped in mid sentence. "Oh yea…"

Will sensed Calvin's tension. "Don't worry Calvin," Will lifted Calvin onto his shoulders. "We'll find them." Will looked up into the night sky. "I promise Elizabeth and Hobbes will be safe and sound."

Calvin hit Will on the head. "Yea, well, I appreciate your concern, but I think I can do without this lubby-dubby junk."

Will looked surprised. "I have no idea what your talking about Calvin," Will said nervously.

"Oh, c'mon!" Calvin teased. "I've never even seen you two together, but I know you got something for her!" Calvin did a wolf whistle, followed by laughter. Will put Calvin down on the ground.

"Just keep that mushy junk to yourself." Calvin said. "Remember, my main priority is rescuing Hobbes. Rescuing Elizabeth is just a nice bonus." Calvin and Will followed Jack into a stable next to a tavern. "Provided there's a reward," Calvin said to himself.

Jack, Will and Calvin walked up to a mud pit in the stable. In it was a sleeping man, who was portly and old. He was fast asleep, holding a little leather bottle in his hand. Jack picked it up and looked around.

"We need to wake him up," Jack said. Jack grabbed a bucket with a little water in it. He picked it up and threw it on Gibbs. Gibbs just rolled over.

"Allow me, Jack…" Calvin said. He grabbed the leather flask out of Jacks hand and ran off. Jack and Will stared at the spot Calvin ran off to.

"Jumpy little tyke…" Jack commented.

Calvin came back, holding Gibbs flask. The flask was filled with so much water, it looked more like a volleyball. "Observe, the water balloon!" Calvin said as he picked up the bloated flask. He threw it, and it burst on Gibbs head. Gibbs woke up and pulled out a knife out of surprise.

"Curse ya for breathing, ya slacked-jawed idiot!" Gibbs shouted. He then suddenly smiled. "Mothers love!" Gibbs gasped. "Jack! You should know better than to wake a man when he's sleeping. It's bad luck."

"Fortunately, I know how to counter it." Jack responded. "The man who did the waking buys the man who was sleeping a drink. The man who was sleeping drinks while listening to a proposition from the man who did the waking."

Calvin and Will scratched their heads. Gibbs nodded in agreement. "Aye. That'll about do it," Gibbs said. Will took another bucket of water, and drenched Gibbs. "Blast! I'm already awake!" Gibbs yelled, spitting out water.

"That was for the smell," Will commented.

Gibbs and Jack were ordering some drinks. Will declined an offer of rum from Jack. Calvin begged and cried, but he was too young. Will was kind of tense. After all, more than half the people in there were drunk. All Calvin could get was a cup of water.

"Put it on his tab," Calvin said, pointing to somebody he never knew. Calvin walked up to Will, avoiding the drunken people around him. Will was standing tensely, trying to blend in.

"What's up, Will?" Calvin asked.

"Nothing," Will said.

"Well, are you happy to have me aboard."

Will was silent for a little. "Calvin?" He asked. "Where are you and Hobbes from?"

Calvin took a sip of water. "Ummm… not from around here…" Calvin said. He wasn't sure he should tell Will he was from another dimension just yet.

"I'm from England," Will said. "I came to the Caribbean to find my father."

"What happened to your dad?" Calvin asked.

"I'm not sure. He was a merchant in the Caribbe--," Will stopped. "Calvin? How did you and Hobbes meet?"

"Well," Calvin said, taking another sip of water. "Hobbes and I have been friends as long as I can remember. I think I caught him. Or we've always been friends." Calvin saw Will staring into space, despite the chaos in the tavern. "Um…how about you and Liz?" Calvin thought for a second. "And no mushy stuff!"

"Miss Swann?" Will thought. "On the voyage to Port Royal, we were attacked by pirates. I was knocked out during the fight. When I woke up, I was staring into the eyes of Miss Swann." Calvin gagged.

"Hey boys!" A drunk woman walked up to Calvin and Will. "So what brings you to Tortuga?" She inched closer.

"I go left, you go right?" Calvin asked.

"That works," Will said. They took off.

Calvin ran under a table. This is why we need G.R.O.S.S, he thought. Before Calvin could climb out, two people sat down. It was Gibbs and Jack. Calvin was about to leap out and leave, but they started talking. Neither knew Calvin was listening.

"Now, what's the nature of this venture of yours?" A rough voice asked. Calvin guessed it was Gibbs.

"I'm going after the Black Pearl," A slightly drunken voice responded.

Gibbs chocked on his rum, caught off guard by Jack's statement. Calvin was intrigued.

"I know where it's gonna be, and I'm gonna take it," Jack added.

"Jack, it's a fools errand," Gibbs responded. "You know better than me the tales of the Black Pearl."

"That's why I know what Barbossa is up to," Jack stated.

"Barbossa?" Calvin thought.

"From what I here about Captain Barbossa," Gibbs started, "He's not a man to suffer fools, nor strike a bargain with one."

"Well I'd say it's a good thing I'm not a fool."

"Prove me wrong!" Gibbs said. "What makes you think Barbossa will give up his ship to you?"

"Ship? We already have a ship…" Calvin thought.

"Let's just say it's a matter of leverage," Jack responded. He tried to get Gibbs to look at Will.

Luckily, Calvin noticed before Gibbs caught on.

"Bootstrap Bill?" Calvin was puzzled.

"Is he now?" Gibbs asked. " 'Leverage' says you. 'I think I feel a change in the wind,' says I. I'll find us a crew. There's bound to be some sailors crazy as you."

"One can only hope," Jack lifted up his cup. "Take what you can."

"Give nothing back!" Gibbs finished. They toasted.

"Give nothing back…" Calvin said evilly. He stepped out from under the table, right onto Gibbs's foot.

"Youch!" Gibbs screamed in pain. They both looked under the table.

"Umm…hey guys…" Calvin laughed. "Beautiful night, huh?" Jack and Gibbs stared at him. "LOOK OUT! BLACKBEARD!" Calvin yelled. Jack and Gibbs turned around, and Calvin sped off.

"Who was he?" Gibbs asked Jack.

"An add on to Turner," Jack said blankly. "He's coming with us."

"Is he worth much?" Gibbs asked.

"As much as you or I," Jack responded. "But as for his friend…"