R.L.: rum an' a sundae ter Jenmm31! First reviewer!
Ragetti: *big grin*
Pintel: Don' I get any ice cream?
R.L.: *hands him and Ragetti sundaes* Read an' review! Ye know the prizes!
~*~*~*
Eight years had passed. The navy had found Emily, but she was just barely alive. She was taken into the governor's family and raised alongside his daughter, Elizabeth.
"Me eye!" Emily cried one day. She chased after the wooden ball on her hands and knees. It rolled all the way into the kitchen. "Bloody eye.if it weren't for that stupid merchant ship, I wouldn't need ye!"
"For the last time, you are not a pirate!" Elizabeth said.
"I am too! I am the daughter of Cap'n Jack Sparrow of the Black Pearl!" Emily said as she stood up. "And I lost me eye in a battle!"
"You are not a pirate! You are a young lady who is mentally ill!"
"Me brain is perfect! See this mark?" she pointed to a 'P' on her arm. "It means I'm a pirate!"
"Women cannot be pirates. They are too weak and are meant to wear dresses and corsets!"
"I am not weak! Ragetti always said that I am as strong as an ox an' Pintel 'aid I could take off some person's head with jus' a stick!"
"Well, Ragetti and Pintel were lying. Now go get ready for the ceremony."
"I am ready! And don' say Ragetti's a liar! He's the sweetest pirate ever!"
Elizabeth looked Emily over to see that she was wearing her normal pirate clothes.
"Go get in a dress."
"No. Me eye might pop out."
"So?"
"I hafta get on me 'ands an' knees to get it."
Elizabeth sighed as she rolled her eyes.
"That's why you wear your glass eye."
"I don' like it."
"Why?"
"It makes meh look lie I 'ave two eyes."
"That's the point of wearing it!"
"I don' wanna wear it an' lie ta people."
"Pirates lie."
"Well, me dad taught meh to lie only ta people ye hate."
"You're an idiot."
"No, I'm a pirates, lass. Don' you forget that, either-I could save yer life one day."
Then Emily put her eye back in and left.
That night, Emily was sleeping when Elizabeth heard cannons. She ran to her balcony and saw pirates running up to the gate. She ran to the stairs and saw the butler about to open the door.
"Don't!" she cried.
"Huh?" Emily yawned while coming out of the kitchen. She put in her glass eye before taking a bite out of an apple.
The door opened.
"'Ello, chum."
There was a bang as the butler fell dead.
"Get 'er!" the person said while pointing to Emily.
Emily ran into the kitchen and hid. *~*~*
"Get 'er!" Pintel cried while pointing to a girl in men's clothes.
Ragetti chased her into the kitchen.
"Where is she?" he growled. Then he heard something.
Ragetti looked at the floor and saw a wood ball roll out from the pantry.
"Gave yer self away, love," he laughed while opening the doors. He looked down and saw the girl.
"Parley!" she cried.
"Wot?"
"Parley!" she said. "You can' kill meh!"
"Ye sound like a pirate."
"I am. Barbossa tossed meh overboard on the Black Pearl eight years ago."
"Then I suppose tha' glass eye in yer left socket should be replace by this wooden one."
"How would ye know?" she asked while grabbing the wooden eye. She switched it with her glass one and stood up.
"It's only obvious, Emily. Tha' is, if ye were there when I removed the ruined eye, which I was."
"Ragetti!"
"RAGETTI! I GOT THE GIRL! COME ON!" Pintel shouted.
"Come on," he said while grabbing her wrist.
"It's cold down here," Emily said when she and Ragetti were in their cabin. "I 'aven't been down here in a long time."
"Ye will get used to it soon enough."
Emily rested her head under the older pirate's chin and smiled.
"I missed ye," she said as Ragetti wrapped a blanket around them.
"I missed ye, too."
"Wot yer doing?" Emily asked as she felt him wrap something around her neck.
"Jus' giving ye yer birthday 'resent tha' I was supposed ter give ya eight years ago."
Emily looked at the necklace and smiled.
"Thank you," she said. "It's beautiful."
Ragetti smiled as he blushed.
"I knew ye would like it," he said while looking at her with his one blue eye.
Emily smiled, but she ended up yawning.
"Get some sleep, okay?" he said.
"Aye."
Emily rested her head on his shoulder and fell asleep.
"Oy, Ragetti, you're needed on deck," Pintel said while opening the cabin door. "Oh." He saw Ragetti asleep with Emily asleep in his arms.
"What's going on here?" Elizabeth asked when she saw Pintel staring into the cabin. She pushed him out of the way and saw the sleeping pirates. "Is that Ragetti and Emily?"
Pintel nodded as he still stared at them.
"Apparently Emily was right. Ragetti does look like a nice pirate."
"'E loves 'er, 'e does. Don' want ter know what 'e was like when she was gone."
"Irritable?"
"Wot does tha' mean?"
"Ill-tempered."
"Yeah. She love 'im?"
"Very much."
"'E's gunna marry 'er, I know it."
"Obvious, isn't it? Emily was telling me just the other day how she would die for him,' Elizabeth said as she saw Emily snuggle closer to Ragetti.
"Good, 'cause 'e would do the same."
They left.
Later, her stomach awakened Emily. It was rumbling rather loudly.
"I guess an apple bein' the only thing ye've eaten for two days don't satisfy yer hunger," she mumbled. She slightly shook Ragetti.
"Wot?" he yawned.
"Do ye have any food around here?" she asked.
Ragetti reach up onto a shelf and pulled down a muffin.
"Thank you," she said before eating it.
"Yer welcome," Ragetti yawned.
Emily saw something on his shelf and grabbed it.
"Ye still have this ol' thing?" she asked through a mouthful of muffin as she saw it was a book on Greece.
"Yeah.I only look at the pictures, though."
"Ye wan' meh ter read it to ye?"
"Will ye?"
Emily turned around so her back was against his chest. She opened the book to the first page and began reading.
"Wot's that word?" Ragetti asked.
"Sound it out," Emily told him, hoping he remember how to read a little.
"T-t-Tro-Tro-Troy! It's Troy!"
"Good job!" she said. Then she continued reading. "Now, the Greeks were tired of the Trojans control of the Dardanelles." She was changing the sentences so he could understand it better.
After about twenty minutes of reading, Ragetti asked, "How hard is it ter read with one eye?"
"Not very. But then again, I'm used ter it."
"'Ow many books didja 'ave on land?"
"A whole library full of 'em."
"Oh."
"Don' worry, mate! I'll steal ye some books!"
The door opened and Pintel walked in.
"Oy, ye two, it's time to come on deck," he said.
"Aye," they chorused.
Emily put the book back on the shelf before getting up.
"Thanks for the muffin, mate-bloody good," she said as Ragetti stood up.
"Yer welcome," he said with a smile.
Ragetti: *big grin*
Pintel: Don' I get any ice cream?
R.L.: *hands him and Ragetti sundaes* Read an' review! Ye know the prizes!
~*~*~*
Eight years had passed. The navy had found Emily, but she was just barely alive. She was taken into the governor's family and raised alongside his daughter, Elizabeth.
"Me eye!" Emily cried one day. She chased after the wooden ball on her hands and knees. It rolled all the way into the kitchen. "Bloody eye.if it weren't for that stupid merchant ship, I wouldn't need ye!"
"For the last time, you are not a pirate!" Elizabeth said.
"I am too! I am the daughter of Cap'n Jack Sparrow of the Black Pearl!" Emily said as she stood up. "And I lost me eye in a battle!"
"You are not a pirate! You are a young lady who is mentally ill!"
"Me brain is perfect! See this mark?" she pointed to a 'P' on her arm. "It means I'm a pirate!"
"Women cannot be pirates. They are too weak and are meant to wear dresses and corsets!"
"I am not weak! Ragetti always said that I am as strong as an ox an' Pintel 'aid I could take off some person's head with jus' a stick!"
"Well, Ragetti and Pintel were lying. Now go get ready for the ceremony."
"I am ready! And don' say Ragetti's a liar! He's the sweetest pirate ever!"
Elizabeth looked Emily over to see that she was wearing her normal pirate clothes.
"Go get in a dress."
"No. Me eye might pop out."
"So?"
"I hafta get on me 'ands an' knees to get it."
Elizabeth sighed as she rolled her eyes.
"That's why you wear your glass eye."
"I don' like it."
"Why?"
"It makes meh look lie I 'ave two eyes."
"That's the point of wearing it!"
"I don' wanna wear it an' lie ta people."
"Pirates lie."
"Well, me dad taught meh to lie only ta people ye hate."
"You're an idiot."
"No, I'm a pirates, lass. Don' you forget that, either-I could save yer life one day."
Then Emily put her eye back in and left.
That night, Emily was sleeping when Elizabeth heard cannons. She ran to her balcony and saw pirates running up to the gate. She ran to the stairs and saw the butler about to open the door.
"Don't!" she cried.
"Huh?" Emily yawned while coming out of the kitchen. She put in her glass eye before taking a bite out of an apple.
The door opened.
"'Ello, chum."
There was a bang as the butler fell dead.
"Get 'er!" the person said while pointing to Emily.
Emily ran into the kitchen and hid. *~*~*
"Get 'er!" Pintel cried while pointing to a girl in men's clothes.
Ragetti chased her into the kitchen.
"Where is she?" he growled. Then he heard something.
Ragetti looked at the floor and saw a wood ball roll out from the pantry.
"Gave yer self away, love," he laughed while opening the doors. He looked down and saw the girl.
"Parley!" she cried.
"Wot?"
"Parley!" she said. "You can' kill meh!"
"Ye sound like a pirate."
"I am. Barbossa tossed meh overboard on the Black Pearl eight years ago."
"Then I suppose tha' glass eye in yer left socket should be replace by this wooden one."
"How would ye know?" she asked while grabbing the wooden eye. She switched it with her glass one and stood up.
"It's only obvious, Emily. Tha' is, if ye were there when I removed the ruined eye, which I was."
"Ragetti!"
"RAGETTI! I GOT THE GIRL! COME ON!" Pintel shouted.
"Come on," he said while grabbing her wrist.
"It's cold down here," Emily said when she and Ragetti were in their cabin. "I 'aven't been down here in a long time."
"Ye will get used to it soon enough."
Emily rested her head under the older pirate's chin and smiled.
"I missed ye," she said as Ragetti wrapped a blanket around them.
"I missed ye, too."
"Wot yer doing?" Emily asked as she felt him wrap something around her neck.
"Jus' giving ye yer birthday 'resent tha' I was supposed ter give ya eight years ago."
Emily looked at the necklace and smiled.
"Thank you," she said. "It's beautiful."
Ragetti smiled as he blushed.
"I knew ye would like it," he said while looking at her with his one blue eye.
Emily smiled, but she ended up yawning.
"Get some sleep, okay?" he said.
"Aye."
Emily rested her head on his shoulder and fell asleep.
"Oy, Ragetti, you're needed on deck," Pintel said while opening the cabin door. "Oh." He saw Ragetti asleep with Emily asleep in his arms.
"What's going on here?" Elizabeth asked when she saw Pintel staring into the cabin. She pushed him out of the way and saw the sleeping pirates. "Is that Ragetti and Emily?"
Pintel nodded as he still stared at them.
"Apparently Emily was right. Ragetti does look like a nice pirate."
"'E loves 'er, 'e does. Don' want ter know what 'e was like when she was gone."
"Irritable?"
"Wot does tha' mean?"
"Ill-tempered."
"Yeah. She love 'im?"
"Very much."
"'E's gunna marry 'er, I know it."
"Obvious, isn't it? Emily was telling me just the other day how she would die for him,' Elizabeth said as she saw Emily snuggle closer to Ragetti.
"Good, 'cause 'e would do the same."
They left.
Later, her stomach awakened Emily. It was rumbling rather loudly.
"I guess an apple bein' the only thing ye've eaten for two days don't satisfy yer hunger," she mumbled. She slightly shook Ragetti.
"Wot?" he yawned.
"Do ye have any food around here?" she asked.
Ragetti reach up onto a shelf and pulled down a muffin.
"Thank you," she said before eating it.
"Yer welcome," Ragetti yawned.
Emily saw something on his shelf and grabbed it.
"Ye still have this ol' thing?" she asked through a mouthful of muffin as she saw it was a book on Greece.
"Yeah.I only look at the pictures, though."
"Ye wan' meh ter read it to ye?"
"Will ye?"
Emily turned around so her back was against his chest. She opened the book to the first page and began reading.
"Wot's that word?" Ragetti asked.
"Sound it out," Emily told him, hoping he remember how to read a little.
"T-t-Tro-Tro-Troy! It's Troy!"
"Good job!" she said. Then she continued reading. "Now, the Greeks were tired of the Trojans control of the Dardanelles." She was changing the sentences so he could understand it better.
After about twenty minutes of reading, Ragetti asked, "How hard is it ter read with one eye?"
"Not very. But then again, I'm used ter it."
"'Ow many books didja 'ave on land?"
"A whole library full of 'em."
"Oh."
"Don' worry, mate! I'll steal ye some books!"
The door opened and Pintel walked in.
"Oy, ye two, it's time to come on deck," he said.
"Aye," they chorused.
Emily put the book back on the shelf before getting up.
"Thanks for the muffin, mate-bloody good," she said as Ragetti stood up.
"Yer welcome," he said with a smile.