A/N: Hey guys! This is a short chapter, I know, but I love Pintel and Ragetti, so I decided to show what happened last night. (Not like that, gross.)
DISCLAIMER: I own none of the original character nor the original plot, but I do own Isabelle, Charles, and my semi-plot.
Enjoy. . .
It was morning. I woke up lying next to mast with Ragetti on my left side and Pintel on my right. Suddenly, I started to laugh. They woke up.
"Oi Poppet! What cha be laughin' about?" Pintel asked me, though not harshly.
"About yesterday, Sir Pintel." I said through my giggles. Ragetti started to laugh along with me.
"That was funny as so." Ragetti agreed.
It was near midnight. Ragetti, Pintel and I had crept out of the ship, and took a bucket load of harmless garden snakes from the fields. We were now back on the ship.
"You do it first!" Pintel yelled at Ragetti. He shook his head.
"No, you do it first!" Ragetti yelled back.
"No, you do it first!" Pintel argued. I rolled my eyes.
"Boys, how about you watch the master do her work?" I said, and they stopped arguing and stared at me. I smiled, and dipped my hand in the bucket. The snakes at once started to hiss, and the one that I grabbed bit me.
"Ow." I groaned, but I didn't let him go. I walked up to Norrigton's hammock, and place the snake next to his face. It curled up right next to his ponytail.
"See. Simple." I said, and tore of a piece of cloth to wrap my hand up with. I was bleeding, but the pain was already easing out.
Pintel walked up to the bucket, and cautiously picked a snake up.
"Ow!" he screamed, and dropped the snake. His arm started to bleed mildly.
"Shut it! Do you want him to wake up and see that we did this?" I asked, and looked around. Good thing that the rest of the crew was out drunk. Pintel shook his head, and picked the snake up once more. He put near the snake I had placed.
We went on like this for a few minutes, until his whole hammock was covered with slithering snakes. Ragetti was lucky, and was only bit once, while Pintel and I were bit numerous time. But it was all worth it.
"Come on. We need to get away from the crime scene." I said, motioning to the room. The followed me out.
Once we were on the deck, I stopped whispering.
"Can't wait until he walks up." I said loudly.
"How 'ill we know?" Ragetti asked.
"Oh, you'll know." I said chuckling, remembering the other time I did this. The both nodded, confused. They'll get it soon enough. I though. We sat down next to the mast.
"Rum?" Pintel asked, handing me a open bottle of rum. I only drank half of mine from Tortuga, so I grabbed, not caring if others have drunk it. The bitter taste filled my mouth, but it was good. I handing it back to Pintel, and he took a large gulp from it.
"So, tell me about your lives. How'd you ever get in Barbossa's crew?" I asked them, while Pintel handed Ragetti the rum.
"Ah, long story short, we started as any norma' crew. From Tortuga. 'E found us there, and we've sailed with 'im eve' since." Pintel said.
"Ah, that is until now." I said, and they smiled. Ragetti handed me the rum.
"Same with you Ragetti?" I asked, taking a sip.
"Aye Missy." Ragetti answered.
"How about you, Poppet?" Pintel asked.
"Oh, plain story. Governor's daughter, off to find her sister, get caught in the act of piracy, learning secret my family has been keeping from me, all that crap." I said to them, and took a gulp of rum.
"Don't hog the rum!" Pintel yelled, and I smiled. I drank the rest of it.
"Opps, sorry." I smirked. Pintel glared at me. Suddenly, we heard a blood-curling scream. A woman's scream.
"The former Commodore just woke up." I informed them. The looked at me, and a nodded.
"Sad, isn't it?" I said. They nodded.
"Well, I'm off to bed." I said, and laid my head on Regetti's shoulder. Soon, I feel asleep.
A soft wind breezed by.
"We better get going before-" I said, getting up. I turned around, and walked face to face to James.
"Before what, Isabelle?" he said, and picked up one of the garden snakes.
"Oh look! You got over you fear of snakes! Now, excuse me, I need to do some business." I exclaimed, and tried to walk away. I heard him drop the snake, and pull out his sword. I sighed.
"James, though I am I girl, I don't fight like one. Put it away." I said, turning around. His sword was pointed at me.
"You and your friends caused me a terrible night's sleep." he said angrily.
"I didn't do it." I said to him.
"Of course. You wouldn't be so stupid enough to do the same thing twice." he said sarcastically. I nodded.
"Exactly." I agreed. He was dumb-stuck for a moment, but slowly pulled his sword near my throat.
"I should just kill you now." he said.
"Ah, but then you lose all hope with getting your sweetheart Elizabeth. She'll never love you if you kill her one and only sister." I said, pointing the fact out.
"I'll say that one of them did it." he said, bringing the sword closer to my neck. I heard some footsteps behind Norrington. Familiar footsteps.
"Oi! I'll have no fighting on my ship! Might damage some of the precious designs it holds!" the man said. Norrington jumped, and I moved quickly so that the sword didn't cut my head off.
"Miss. Swann deserves it! She covered my hammock in snakes." he yelled, pointed to me. Jack cocked an eyebrow.
"Oh, did she?" he asked.
"I did not such a thing." I said to Jack, unable to look him in the eyes.
"She is lying." Norrington yelled at me.
"I doubt she is. Go back to your station Mr. Norrington, or it'll be your head we cut off!" Jack ordered, and Norrington did as he was told, giving me a glare. I smiled at him. Jack came up to me.
"You're great at lying." he whispered in my ear. I shivered as the near presence of him had my heart flying.
"Who was to say I was lying. Might have been telling the truth." I said.
"Are you now? What are those bandages on your hands for?" he asked. I mentally smacked my head. Forgot about those.
"Nothing." I said, as he began unwrapping the cloth. Multiple snake bits covered my right hand.
"Good thing he didn't point these out, for then I would have to cut your head off." he said. I rolled my eyes.
"You wouldn't." I said.
"Who was to say I wouldn't?" he mocked me, and left to wake the rest of the crew up. I walked back to Pintel and Ragetti.
"Do you always get away with stuff?" Ragetti asked.
"Charm boys. It's always charm." I said, and smiled as I looked at Jack falling down the stairs. A little too much rum, perhaps?
I know it's short, but I felt as though this would be a fun little chapter to write. I don't know if I should now write the next chapter, or write this other Isarow thing as of which I put my I-Pod on shuffle, and I write a little story about them that the song is telling about.
Anywho, tell me how much you liked/disliked this chapter. Are you liking how Isabelle interacts with Pintel and Ragetti, or should I make her leave them alone. Also, please tell me which actress, model, or even friend you see as Isabelle. I want to know how other people see her as. Last thing, please review! They mean so much to me!
