I know this is a later update than expected. I know that, and I am very sorry for it. I started a new story (hint, hint) and it completely engrossed me. So much so that I completely forgot about my other stories.
So I tried to whip this one up as fast as I could without making it a total piece of crap.
And therefore, I hope it is not a total piece of crap.
Let me know.
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"Will ye just come out of the cabin?" Jack whined through the door. He didn't dare go in. Last time he had tried, he got hit with numerous hard objects.
"No! It's been two days Jack! What have you been doing?!" Alyssa called back.
"Getting to the bloody island so we can raise this bloody curse and get on with our bloody lives!"
"Well can't you go faster?"
"It's not my fault that the wind isn't right!"
"But it is your fault that this whole thing happened!" Jack groaned.
"I am not starting that argument again!" He paused. "Will ye please just come outside?" the door opened, revealing a very see through Alyssa.
"Even if I wasn't mad at you, I wouldn't come out. In case you haven't noticed, I turn blue when I go outside." She tried to close the door, but he stuck his foot in. She rolled her eyes.
"In fact, I have noticed. And if you won't come out, then let me come in."
"Fine." Jack entered the cabin cautiously, looking around for any more harmful objects. His eyes landed on a sword in the corner. Her gaze followed his.
"I'm not going to kill you Jack." She sat down on the bed.
"Good." He mumbled and began searching through his desk.
"You're the only one who could get to that island anyway. There's no point in killing you." he stopped for a second to look up at her.
"Why do ye do that?"
"Do what?" She asked, putting on an innocent expression. Even so, he could see a small smile tugging on the corners of her mouth.
"Never mind." He went back to searching. Finally finding what he was looking for, he motioned her over.
In his hands he held the map. The one tiny line was still there, the rest covered. They still couldn't figure out what it was, or how to get the rest off.
"We might as well work on this since you refuse to come out."
They worked for over an hour, but they only managed to get a very tiny bit off. Nothing was working.
Jack reached over the table for a bottle of rum.
"Jack, this is not the time to drink!" Alyssa groaned, trying to grab the bottle. Jack pulled it away and pouted.
"Any time is a time to drink. And besides, the alcohol helps me think." He went to take a drink, but she knocked it out of his hand. It fell to the table and smashed, soaking everything. Jack stood to avoid getting the drink all over himself.
"Oh look what you've done now!" Alyssa yelled, trying to clean up the mess.
"Me! You're the one who knocked it out of my hand!"
"You shouldn't have been drinking in the first place!"
"Ye shouldn't have gone and fallen in that cave!"
"I tripped! And besides, what would that do? Then you'd probably have it! Not that that would be a bad thing, now that I consider it…"
"Bloody hell woman! I'm trying to help ye!"
"You could have helped me by never picking us up off that wreck!" She screamed. She regretted the words as soon as she said them.
Jack just looked at her, stunned.
"Now, I know ye don't mean that."
"How do you know?" Her voice was pained and quiet. He took a step forward, close enough that she could feel his breath on her neck.
"Because you once said that me picking you and Marie out of the ocean was the best thing that ever happened to ye." She smiled slightly.
"I do believe that I was drunk at the time."
"Ye weren't the other four times." She turned around suddenly, one eyebrow raised.
"You were counting?" he held up his hands in front of him.
"Estimation luv." She looked down and towards the desk, chewing on her lip nervously. It was getting close to the deadline. Too close.
"Wait…" She picked up the rum soaked map. "It's uncovered!" She squealed in delight.
Jack grabbed it from her. Sure enough, a clear line could be seen.
"Aha! You see, rum is the answer to every problem!" She rolled her eyes.
"Once Jack. It worked once." She tried to sound angry, but she couldn't help it. They had finally gotten somewhere!
"But it did work." He sat back down and looked at the map. The line seemed to be a continuation of the island. It made it bigger, and near the middle of the newly uncovered section, a red circle.
"I guess we have to go there…"
"Good guess."
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There we go. Chapter hopefully- not- a -total -piece -of –crap 29. Almost at thirty. Wow.
Chicaga
