R.L.: another chappie fer the day! Pintel an' Ragetti are a little drunk,
so they're passed out somewhere...another long chappie, no lyrics, at least
from wot I remember...Jack might've got a hold of it and typed
summat...read an' review!
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"Where is it?" Elizabeth heard Emily growl as something broke.
Elizabeth poked her head into the room and saw that the room was a mess.
"'Ere it is!" Emily laughed from somewhere. Emily came out from under the bed and Elizabeth burst out crying. "Wot? Did I 'it ye with somethin'?"
"You're back to normal!" Elizabeth sobbed as she hugged Emily. "Except you don't smell like rum and the ocean!"
"Um.can I put me bandana on now?"
Elizabeth backed away from Emily and watched as the pirate made quick work of wrapping the dark green cloth around her head.
"Emily! Will you come down here please?" the governor called.
Emily grinned evilly at Elizabeth before walking out of the room.
"What's that clunking noise?" Norrington asked.
"I-I don't know," the governor asked while looking around.
"LOOK OUT BELOW, YE SCURVY DOGS!" Emily laughed as she jumped from the top of the stairs onto the floor below. "'Ello, Wig Boy! 'Ello, Governor! Fine day fer a snow fight, ain't it?"
"W-what happened to you, Emily?" Norrington asked as Elizabeth came downstairs.
"Tha's Captain Emily-or Captain Emil, if ye prefer," Emily said. "And I jus' found me spirit last night, don' worry. I won' be acting all proper anymore. So the wedding's off. But ye can wear tha' dress I 'ad picked out. Where's some rum? I need somethin' ter drink."
They all followed her into the kitchen.
When she opened the doors to the pantry, Norrington was standing just a bit too close, so the force knocked him unconscious.
"Whoop-Man down," Emily said. "Let's see.wine.wine.and guess what? More wine! Where's the rum?"
"I had it burned along with the ale," the governor replied.
"I can understand the ale, but why's the rum gone?"
"You're just like Jack."
"Will! How are ye? Ye got me sword?" Emily said. "An' if ye don', ye 'ave any rum?"
"I have your sword, but no rum."
"Darn.Oh well! Me sword will do, Bootstrap. Elizabeth, didn't ye say ye were goin' fer a walk?"
"N-"
"Yeah, I remember ye telling meh earlier. Bootstrap, why don' ye got with 'er? Ooh.this is nice, Will.I think this thing can go through metal if I tried hard enough but-"
"Emily, what is with the sudden change of heart?" the governor asked.
"I ain't marrying Norrinton, tha's wot."
"Oh? Why not?"
"'Cause 'e's a Wig Boy an' 'e follows the law. Also, 'e doesn't allow parsley-no, parmesan-no.parliament.no, parlor.no! Blasted word! Parole.parcel.Parley! Tha's it! Parley! 'E doesn't allow parley! Oh, an' 'e called me dad the worst pirate ever. Me dad is the best pirate ever."
"Right." the governor said. "Go get ready for the party tonight."
"I am ready!"
"Elizabeth-"
"She's gone with Bootstrap!"
"Who?"
"Will!"
"Oh."
That night, Emily had been forced into a dress and could hardly breathe.
"Elizabeth, I can' breathe," Emily said when she found Elizabeth. "I guess the French can hold their breath for hours on end."
"Don't be silly, Emily. You'll get used to it in a few minutes."
"I've worn this fer a bloody hour," Emily muttered as Elizabeth went back to dancing with Will.
She went into a corridor gasping for air. Soon, she fell to the floor, unconscious.
"Here's your food, scum," a soldier said as he unlocked Pintel and Ragetti's cell and handed the plate to them.
"All of you officers get up here quick!" someone called. "The governor's mansion is on fire!"
The soldier ran away, forgetting to lock the cell.
"Governor's mansion?" Ragetti mumbled. "Oy! Emily's up there!"
He woke up Pintel and told him about the fire. They ran out of the cell and into the town. Pintel could see the flames of the burning house on top of the hill. He ran up, following Ragetti and the officers carrying buckets of water.
"Where is she?" Ragetti cried while grabbing Elizabeth's shoulder. "I don' see 'er anywhere!"
"She's still in there!" Elizabeth sobbed. She looked at Ragetti and cried out. "How did you escape?"
"The soldier left the cell open. She's still in there?"
"Yes! Norrington already went in after her!"
Pintel and Ragetti pushed through the crowd of people and ran into the flames.
"Emily! Where are ye?" they shouted as they squinted his eyes. They looked around before running into the kitchen.
"Norrington, did you find her?" Will asked as a singed Norrington ran out of the mansion.
"No, I didn't Mr. Turner. If I did, she would be out here in my arms," Norrington coughed. "She's either already burnt to a crisp or wandering around town."
"She didn't leave. I had guards placed around every exit to make sure she didn't leave!" the governor said.
"Then she's dead," Will said.
"No! Ragetti and Pintel went in! Maybe they found her!" Elizabeth said.
"How did they escape?" Norrington demanded.
"Cell left open."
"Oy! Emily! Are ye still alive?" Pintel shouted.
"Of course she is!" Ragetti growled. Then Pintel fell to the ground. "I found 'er!" he cried when he saw that he had tripped over Emily's body.
"She isn't breathing!" Ragetti said.
"The corset! Rip it off!" Pintel said.
Ragetti ripped open the dress and then muttered, "Don' kill meh fer doin' this, Emily." He ripped the corset open with difficulty.
Emily gasped before coughing.
"Pintel! Ragetti!" she laughed. "AH! FIRE!" she screamed.
"Her dress!" Ragetti cried when he saw part of it on fire.
"Put it out!" Emily cried as Ragetti and Pintel tried to put it out.
"It won' go out! Take off the dress!"
Emily pulled something from her hair and cut the dress off her legs.
"Let's get outta 'ere!" she cried while standing up.
Pintel and Ragetti noticed that she was wearing her pirate clothes.
"Ye never take those off, do ye?" Ragetti asked as they ran down the corridor.
"Only when I bathe!" Emily said. "Closed door! I call it!" She ran faster and knocked the door down with her shoulder. It fell down and Emily rolled into the main hall.
As Ragetti and Pintel ran past her, they pulled her to her feet.
Then, just as they made it to the door, a beam started falling.
"AH!" they cried as they jumped out of the door to safety.
~*~*~*~
"Where is it?" Elizabeth heard Emily growl as something broke.
Elizabeth poked her head into the room and saw that the room was a mess.
"'Ere it is!" Emily laughed from somewhere. Emily came out from under the bed and Elizabeth burst out crying. "Wot? Did I 'it ye with somethin'?"
"You're back to normal!" Elizabeth sobbed as she hugged Emily. "Except you don't smell like rum and the ocean!"
"Um.can I put me bandana on now?"
Elizabeth backed away from Emily and watched as the pirate made quick work of wrapping the dark green cloth around her head.
"Emily! Will you come down here please?" the governor called.
Emily grinned evilly at Elizabeth before walking out of the room.
"What's that clunking noise?" Norrington asked.
"I-I don't know," the governor asked while looking around.
"LOOK OUT BELOW, YE SCURVY DOGS!" Emily laughed as she jumped from the top of the stairs onto the floor below. "'Ello, Wig Boy! 'Ello, Governor! Fine day fer a snow fight, ain't it?"
"W-what happened to you, Emily?" Norrington asked as Elizabeth came downstairs.
"Tha's Captain Emily-or Captain Emil, if ye prefer," Emily said. "And I jus' found me spirit last night, don' worry. I won' be acting all proper anymore. So the wedding's off. But ye can wear tha' dress I 'ad picked out. Where's some rum? I need somethin' ter drink."
They all followed her into the kitchen.
When she opened the doors to the pantry, Norrington was standing just a bit too close, so the force knocked him unconscious.
"Whoop-Man down," Emily said. "Let's see.wine.wine.and guess what? More wine! Where's the rum?"
"I had it burned along with the ale," the governor replied.
"I can understand the ale, but why's the rum gone?"
"You're just like Jack."
"Will! How are ye? Ye got me sword?" Emily said. "An' if ye don', ye 'ave any rum?"
"I have your sword, but no rum."
"Darn.Oh well! Me sword will do, Bootstrap. Elizabeth, didn't ye say ye were goin' fer a walk?"
"N-"
"Yeah, I remember ye telling meh earlier. Bootstrap, why don' ye got with 'er? Ooh.this is nice, Will.I think this thing can go through metal if I tried hard enough but-"
"Emily, what is with the sudden change of heart?" the governor asked.
"I ain't marrying Norrinton, tha's wot."
"Oh? Why not?"
"'Cause 'e's a Wig Boy an' 'e follows the law. Also, 'e doesn't allow parsley-no, parmesan-no.parliament.no, parlor.no! Blasted word! Parole.parcel.Parley! Tha's it! Parley! 'E doesn't allow parley! Oh, an' 'e called me dad the worst pirate ever. Me dad is the best pirate ever."
"Right." the governor said. "Go get ready for the party tonight."
"I am ready!"
"Elizabeth-"
"She's gone with Bootstrap!"
"Who?"
"Will!"
"Oh."
That night, Emily had been forced into a dress and could hardly breathe.
"Elizabeth, I can' breathe," Emily said when she found Elizabeth. "I guess the French can hold their breath for hours on end."
"Don't be silly, Emily. You'll get used to it in a few minutes."
"I've worn this fer a bloody hour," Emily muttered as Elizabeth went back to dancing with Will.
She went into a corridor gasping for air. Soon, she fell to the floor, unconscious.
"Here's your food, scum," a soldier said as he unlocked Pintel and Ragetti's cell and handed the plate to them.
"All of you officers get up here quick!" someone called. "The governor's mansion is on fire!"
The soldier ran away, forgetting to lock the cell.
"Governor's mansion?" Ragetti mumbled. "Oy! Emily's up there!"
He woke up Pintel and told him about the fire. They ran out of the cell and into the town. Pintel could see the flames of the burning house on top of the hill. He ran up, following Ragetti and the officers carrying buckets of water.
"Where is she?" Ragetti cried while grabbing Elizabeth's shoulder. "I don' see 'er anywhere!"
"She's still in there!" Elizabeth sobbed. She looked at Ragetti and cried out. "How did you escape?"
"The soldier left the cell open. She's still in there?"
"Yes! Norrington already went in after her!"
Pintel and Ragetti pushed through the crowd of people and ran into the flames.
"Emily! Where are ye?" they shouted as they squinted his eyes. They looked around before running into the kitchen.
"Norrington, did you find her?" Will asked as a singed Norrington ran out of the mansion.
"No, I didn't Mr. Turner. If I did, she would be out here in my arms," Norrington coughed. "She's either already burnt to a crisp or wandering around town."
"She didn't leave. I had guards placed around every exit to make sure she didn't leave!" the governor said.
"Then she's dead," Will said.
"No! Ragetti and Pintel went in! Maybe they found her!" Elizabeth said.
"How did they escape?" Norrington demanded.
"Cell left open."
"Oy! Emily! Are ye still alive?" Pintel shouted.
"Of course she is!" Ragetti growled. Then Pintel fell to the ground. "I found 'er!" he cried when he saw that he had tripped over Emily's body.
"She isn't breathing!" Ragetti said.
"The corset! Rip it off!" Pintel said.
Ragetti ripped open the dress and then muttered, "Don' kill meh fer doin' this, Emily." He ripped the corset open with difficulty.
Emily gasped before coughing.
"Pintel! Ragetti!" she laughed. "AH! FIRE!" she screamed.
"Her dress!" Ragetti cried when he saw part of it on fire.
"Put it out!" Emily cried as Ragetti and Pintel tried to put it out.
"It won' go out! Take off the dress!"
Emily pulled something from her hair and cut the dress off her legs.
"Let's get outta 'ere!" she cried while standing up.
Pintel and Ragetti noticed that she was wearing her pirate clothes.
"Ye never take those off, do ye?" Ragetti asked as they ran down the corridor.
"Only when I bathe!" Emily said. "Closed door! I call it!" She ran faster and knocked the door down with her shoulder. It fell down and Emily rolled into the main hall.
As Ragetti and Pintel ran past her, they pulled her to her feet.
Then, just as they made it to the door, a beam started falling.
"AH!" they cried as they jumped out of the door to safety.