*I love getting good reviews, especially ones that help my writing. Avast is right, the punch thrown by Sunny was unwarranted, which was exactly why Jack didn't dodge it. He wasn't expecting it. Anyway, here's the next chapter. P.S. Chapter 2 has been updated, I just added a few things, I think it's better now.
Oh Sweet Revenge
Chpt 3.
Being aboard a ship again was exhilarating, for Sunny it was like returning home. Five years ago she was abandoned, humiliated, and thoroughly pissed off, so she had hidden from the docks, waiting for the Midnight Charm to return. It took a year for her to realize that her black-hearted captain knew her well enough to keep his distance. He was not returning to Tortuga until he was sure that she was dead or away, and it kept him alive.
"How do you know the crew of the Midnight will except you as their new captain?" asked Jack as they left Tortuga two days after his meeting with her fist. He had told her that he needed to get information about where Cunningham would be at this time of year, but Sunny knew that he and his crew just wanted prostitutes and rum. Maybe a few more supplies and a little bit of information, but a lot of alcohol and sex.
"The crew liked me well enough and the captain…well, I thought I knew until Tortuga," she said with a slight smile on her face. She looked down at the knife she was picking the dirt from her fingernails with, though the rest of the hands were almost black with dirt and oil.
The beautiful ship creaked as she rocked up and down on the ocean, Tortuga fading into a mere dot on the horizon. Jack had his hands wrapped gently around the helm as if he could break it with the wrong touch. His poor nose bore bruises that were fading fast and no damage beyond that. Sunny had begun to regret hitting him but kept it quiet and to herself. Any sign of weakness could put her plan in jeopardy, and that's the last thing she needed.
She tried to stay by Sparrow's side until otherwise told, but it had almost been a full twenty-four hours of constant rocking that she had almost forgotten. There was a time that she barely noticed the sea except for the spray in her face, and when her stomach lurched she found herself leaning over the edge of the Pearl like a novice sailor or a cabin boy. It was embarrassing. It was like slicing your own hand open with a knife while trying to intimidate an opponent. As the other sailors laughed she tried to get her bearings straight and toughen up. She wiped her mouth and returned to Jack's side.
"Been a while?" he asked her with a smile on his face, feeling that his ship had gotten her back for the blood he lost due to her fist.
Sunny kept silent and gazed at the stars that met the ocean's horizon.
"Cheer up Sunshine, the Pearl will whip ya inta shape. We'll have you back to your sea-loving self in no time. Get below deck and rest," Jack ordered lightly, feeling a bit sorry for the girl.
As Sunny silently turned to go he put a hand on her shoulder. "How much faith do you have in The Pearl?" he asked straight-faced.
She turned and looked into his dark eyes that looked black in the moonlight. "I trust that she will get us there quickly and safely, scare Cunningham witless, and get us, you, a new ship, Captain," she said with a glint of a smile in her eyes.
"Nice answer," Jack stated mildly surprised.
"I thought so too," she smiled and went below deck to sleep off her sickness.
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Sunny's job the next morning was to scrub the deck, which was also an embarrassing novice job, but she took the brush and bucket with little mumbles and curses and cleaned half of the lower deck before she took a break for lunch. She finished that job before supper and cleaned herself up slightly by washing her face with seawater.
She took her meal in the captain's quarters with Jack who wanted to discuss her plan.
"It's simple Jack. You take her down, put a few hole's in her deck, kill a few of the crew if it's necessary, while I find Cunningham, Savvy?" Sunny said with her mouth full of chicken.
"Yes, all that is very clear to me. What I don't get is why do all of this to claim a ship that wasn't yours in the first place," Jack said while taking a bite out of a leg.
"I was their best fighter. I had more brains than Cunningham did in a treasure chest, and, never forget this Sparrow, I was betrayed," she said with a glare in her eye that told Jack more than she wanted it to.
"And most importantly he stole your heart," he said with a boldness that could only belong to the great captain.
Sunny stopped chewing and put down the meat that she held in her hand. "He stole nothing of my body," she hissed.
"Besides your virginity," said Sparrow, daring to go even further.
"That," she pointed a warning finger, "Is none of your business."
"I believe it is darling. You see, I need to know how far this relationship with you dear captain has gone. He doesn't take too well to other people stealing from him. I need to know if you can slit his throat when it comes time," Jack said quietly.
"I will not rest until Cunningham's blood lies on my sword," she said with venom so cold it made Jack shiver.
"How long has it been, since you've known a man's touch," he said returning to a careless topic, satisfied with Sunny's answer.
She grinned at his gesture, "Not long enough to get me into your pants Captain Sparrow. But I'm flattered."
"Worth a try then," he lifted his glass to her and she did the same.
"Take it where you can get it?
"Like any man, m'lady."
