On the docks of Tortuga, Jack and Will were meeting their crew.
"Gibbs, Good job." Jack whispered as he looked at the crew.
"You there." he pointed to tall gary haired man with a parrot on his shoulder.
"Cotton sir." Gibbs corrected.
"Mr. Cotton. What makes you able to sail with a pirate?" Jack asked.
"Sorry Jack but he has no tongue." Gibbs continued as Jack mockingly stuck out his tongue. "His parrot answers for him."
"Mister Cotton's parrot, same question." Jack said to the parrot.
"Ready to set sail." the parrot squawked at Jack. He smiled his rotten teeth.
"Who's with me?" Jack yelled to his new crew.
"Aye!" they screamed.
Later that evening, a heavy down pour hit the ship. Jack kept going in the rain.
"We're catching up Gibbs!" he laughed as he steered the ship.