A Change of Appearance

"I won't work in nought but a shirt!" I cried after around an hour of giving up on my silence. Jack shrugged.

"Well, it seems ye will!" He argued back, pushing the mop and bucket towards me once again.

"Well, it seems I won't!" I shouted, knocking both the mop and bucket out of his hand and over the side of the ship. He glared at me.

"Yer gonna get that." He growled, suddenly picking me up and heaving me over his shoulder. I screamed.

"Sparrow! Put me down his instant, you, you, brute!" I stuttered as he leaned over the railing. I thrashed about, stopping as I felt his grip on me loosen.

"Sparrow! Jack, please don't drop me!" I wailed as he brought me round to face him, my body hanging over the side of the railing. If he let go, I'd be done for.

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't let ye go." He said, smirking at me. I sighed. There really wasn't many reasons, only one or two I could actually think.

"'Cause ye don't know where the map is."

"Ah, but ye've given me enough information fer me to work it out all by me onsies." He said, loosing his grip once again. I screeched, flailing my arms, ignoring the pain of my healing shoulder.

"Please don't drop me." I begged. Jack smirked.

"And yer gonna be a good little lass and swab if I bring ye back over, savvy?" He asked, making me feel about ten inches big. I nodded.

"Savvy." I sighed, letting him pull me back over, setting me down.

"Here's a nice cloth and ye can find yer own bucket." Jack said, pushing a cloth into my chest and sauntering off, a smug smirk on his face that, for just second, I was ready to claw off. I sighed, hearing Gibbs waddle over to me.

"Don't worry, lass. Jack's jus' testin' ye." He said, handing me a new bucket and a length of rope. I raised my eyebrows but, instead of replying with some witty comment, just shook my head.

"How am I meant to fill this?" I asked. Gibbs chuckled.

"Throw it over the side and hoist it up, lass." He said, patting me on the back and waddling off. I sighed, attaching the rope to the bucket and walking to the side before throwing the bucket over, filling it with sea water. My shoulder screamed with pain as I pulled it up the side of the ship, swinging it over and successfully landing it on the deck. Then, with Jack's shirt pulled down as far as it would reach, I got on my knees, cloth in hand, and began scrubbing through the layers of grime that was the Pearl.


"Don't ye think yer being a bit 'ard on 'er?" Gibbs asked, watching Violet rock forward on her hands and knees, cleaning the deck. Jack flicked in his spyglass, also turning to watch Violet.

"Do ye?" Gibbs prompted. Jack hesitated for a moment.

"Nah, she needs ta know who's captain." He paused, watching Violet pull down the shirt to try to cover her legs, then grinned.

"And, of course, who don't want ta be seeing tha' lovely view, eh?" He said, motioning to Violet as the shirt slipped off her shoulder and, as she tried to pull it back up, uncovered her legs. Jack, being the pirate he was, seized the opportunity with both hands.

"Nice view, ain't it, lads?" He shouted, pointing down at Violet, who was struggling to keep herself covered as best she could. The crew hollered along with their captain as Violet threw down the cloth, wrapping her arms about herself protectively.

"Jack…" Gibbs warned, frowning as Violet lowered her head, her eyes sparkling with unnoticed tears, although, four people noticed. Jack noticed, of course. Gibbs noticed, elbowing Jack, who was watching, greatly amused by the show. Will noticed, although said nothing, telling himself it was just another of Jack's test. And Elizabeth noticed.

"Aww, is the little girl gonna cry?" Jack shouted, causing the crew to holler again. Elizabeth narrowed her eyes, shooting up to Jack and smacking him so hard he thought his head would snap off his shoulders.

"You're despicable." She hissed, walking down to Violet and pulling her away. Yet, Jack still called after them.

"Sticks and stones, love!"


I fought back the tears, ignoring the woots that echoed down the hall. Elizabeth pulled me into her cabin, slamming the door and sitting me on the bed.

"Jack is such a, a, pirate!" She fumed, sitting beside me. I shook my head.

"I'm fine really. I can take having people make fun of me and everything, it's just when Jack does it…it just…hits a nerve." I said, wiping my eyes. Elizabeth nodded.

"I must say, he has…a way with the ladies." She said, patting my back. I nodded, laughing slightly.

"I need to steal some of his trousers so I stop getting ogled." I muttered, pulling the shirt down to my knees. Elizabeth smiled.

"Do you want to borrow a dress?" She asked, looking to her wardrobe. I shook my head, imagining the air restricting corsets and big pink fluffy frills.

"I can't prove myself in a dress, but thank you anyway, Elizabeth." She nodded, understanding my thinking. Of course I didn't want to prove myself, I wanted revenge. And I'd get it. I just had to buy my time. Meanwhile I need to cover myself up. I sighed, standing up and walking to the door before poking my head out.

"Coast clear?" Elizabeth asked. I nodded, disappearing into the hall, down to Jack's cabin. I peeked in, glad that Jack was no where to be seen.

"Good." I whispered to myself, going in and attacking the wardrobe. I rifled through it, looking for a small pair of trousers, chucking aside anything that was too big. I also donned another shirt, this time a longer one. Finally, after much searching, I found a smallish pair of breeches, pulling them on hastily. I would die of embarrassment if someone walked in on me, although considering that I was the only one who dared to rifle through Jack's things, I was pretty sure I would be undisturbed as I changed. I looked at myself in the window, using it as a mirror, pleased with my appearance. The trousers were a slight long but nothing that couldn't be altered when I had more time.

"Piratey." I laughed quietly, looking at myself in the baggy black breeches and oversized white shirt, a long piece of faded white material wrapped around my waist to keep the breeches up. I grinned, taking a new red bandana from Jack's cupboard and tying it around my head.

"Perfect."


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