Are You *Sure* This is What We're Looking For?
By: The Megs
Chapter Two: Of Propositions and Stupid Wenches
Disclaimer: Honey, if I owned them I wouldn't be writing fic about them, I'd be way too busy with *other* things, savvy? Just don't go suing me and everything will be ooook.
AN: Once again, blame my muse if you don't like it. All flames will be used to heat my home in winter.
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Jack sighed as he looked at his surroundings. He was in the local pub with Will, but it just wasn't. *right*. There were no drunk wenches tempting the equally drunk scallywags, no barstools flying through the air, no yelling and fighting and singing and everything that, he though, made a pub, a pub.
"So what do you think of me proposition mate? Does the William Turner have courage enough to partake in such an expedition with one Captain Jack Sparrow?"
"Well Jack I just don't know." Will said in mock seriousness, "after all, what am I getting out of this?"
"What are YOU getting out of this? Why mate, ye'll be gettin' to spend time with your old friend!!" When Will looked unmoved, he added, "And I 'spose 25% of the rewards wouldn't be too bad of a price either."
Will grinned from ear to ear and shook Jack's hand.
"We have an accord!"
"That's not how we pirates do it now, if ye're to be sailin' with me you need to get it straight."
Will's face showed definite signs of confusion, and Jack raised his mug.
"Take what ya can!"
"Give nothin' back!" Will called back, finally understanding.
Both men toasted, drank a large portion of what was left, and slammed their mugs down on the table. 'Twas the start of a grand adventure, to be sure.
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Jack had given Will half a day to pack and then board the Pearl, and they were to set sail directly afterwards. He had known it wouldn't take most people, and Will especially, half a day to pack, but he gave him that time frame in order to break the news to Elizabeth. He figured the woman wouldn't want Will leaving her for any length of time, and Jack certainly wasn't taking that high-class pretentious wench on his ship. She may have put up a good fight, but she had certainly never done anything for him to change his opinion of her as a strumpet. He figured that little display at the fort when he escaped had really been to save Will's life, not his own.
"Captain!" the female voice startled him out of his thoughts. "William Turner boarding, sir, shall I show 'im to 'is cabin, then?"
"That's quite alright Anamaria, I'll take him myself."
The captain swaggered over, a little unsteady (it seemed that after drinking at the pub he had boarded his ship and drank some more) and welcomed his guest.
"You must tell me how you got that little we- er.. woman.. of yours, to let you go so quickly! Really now, I didn't think you'd 'ave the heart to leave if she started cryin' or some such! Fiances can be such a bother!"
"Oh.. um.. actually.. about that-" Will all but stammered, "Elizabeth and I- "
"Get on with it boy! I 'aven't got all day! There's rum to drink, orders to give, naps to take, and rum to drink! Oh.. did I already say that one? Ah well.."
"Elizabeth and I aren't together anymore. She. broke the engagement."
"WHAT?! What's in 'er head?! Filthy little strumpet, always knew she was! What made 'er do it Will?"
"She thought I was trying to leave her by coming with you and said it was over, I had every intention of returning as soon as we were done. I guess I'm not really sure *what* her problem is.."
"ANAMARIA! Turn this ship around! I forgot about my appointment ta speak with little Ms. Swann!"
"No! NO! He's just messin' with you Anamaria, keep to the course!"
Anamaria looked at them both oddly, shrugged, and went below deck. Will let out a very quiet sigh of relief. Jack eyed the boy carefully but said nothing. This was all very interesting. When the silence was almost deafening, Will finally spoke.
"I'm going to go unpack my things. Call me when supper is ready?"
Jack nodded slowly, but his usually jovial manner was lost in a sea of thought.
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End Chapter Two
AN: Mkay, there's some more plot for you to chew on. Review if you'd like, I already told you what I'd do with flames.
By: The Megs
Chapter Two: Of Propositions and Stupid Wenches
Disclaimer: Honey, if I owned them I wouldn't be writing fic about them, I'd be way too busy with *other* things, savvy? Just don't go suing me and everything will be ooook.
AN: Once again, blame my muse if you don't like it. All flames will be used to heat my home in winter.
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Jack sighed as he looked at his surroundings. He was in the local pub with Will, but it just wasn't. *right*. There were no drunk wenches tempting the equally drunk scallywags, no barstools flying through the air, no yelling and fighting and singing and everything that, he though, made a pub, a pub.
"So what do you think of me proposition mate? Does the William Turner have courage enough to partake in such an expedition with one Captain Jack Sparrow?"
"Well Jack I just don't know." Will said in mock seriousness, "after all, what am I getting out of this?"
"What are YOU getting out of this? Why mate, ye'll be gettin' to spend time with your old friend!!" When Will looked unmoved, he added, "And I 'spose 25% of the rewards wouldn't be too bad of a price either."
Will grinned from ear to ear and shook Jack's hand.
"We have an accord!"
"That's not how we pirates do it now, if ye're to be sailin' with me you need to get it straight."
Will's face showed definite signs of confusion, and Jack raised his mug.
"Take what ya can!"
"Give nothin' back!" Will called back, finally understanding.
Both men toasted, drank a large portion of what was left, and slammed their mugs down on the table. 'Twas the start of a grand adventure, to be sure.
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Jack had given Will half a day to pack and then board the Pearl, and they were to set sail directly afterwards. He had known it wouldn't take most people, and Will especially, half a day to pack, but he gave him that time frame in order to break the news to Elizabeth. He figured the woman wouldn't want Will leaving her for any length of time, and Jack certainly wasn't taking that high-class pretentious wench on his ship. She may have put up a good fight, but she had certainly never done anything for him to change his opinion of her as a strumpet. He figured that little display at the fort when he escaped had really been to save Will's life, not his own.
"Captain!" the female voice startled him out of his thoughts. "William Turner boarding, sir, shall I show 'im to 'is cabin, then?"
"That's quite alright Anamaria, I'll take him myself."
The captain swaggered over, a little unsteady (it seemed that after drinking at the pub he had boarded his ship and drank some more) and welcomed his guest.
"You must tell me how you got that little we- er.. woman.. of yours, to let you go so quickly! Really now, I didn't think you'd 'ave the heart to leave if she started cryin' or some such! Fiances can be such a bother!"
"Oh.. um.. actually.. about that-" Will all but stammered, "Elizabeth and I- "
"Get on with it boy! I 'aven't got all day! There's rum to drink, orders to give, naps to take, and rum to drink! Oh.. did I already say that one? Ah well.."
"Elizabeth and I aren't together anymore. She. broke the engagement."
"WHAT?! What's in 'er head?! Filthy little strumpet, always knew she was! What made 'er do it Will?"
"She thought I was trying to leave her by coming with you and said it was over, I had every intention of returning as soon as we were done. I guess I'm not really sure *what* her problem is.."
"ANAMARIA! Turn this ship around! I forgot about my appointment ta speak with little Ms. Swann!"
"No! NO! He's just messin' with you Anamaria, keep to the course!"
Anamaria looked at them both oddly, shrugged, and went below deck. Will let out a very quiet sigh of relief. Jack eyed the boy carefully but said nothing. This was all very interesting. When the silence was almost deafening, Will finally spoke.
"I'm going to go unpack my things. Call me when supper is ready?"
Jack nodded slowly, but his usually jovial manner was lost in a sea of thought.
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End Chapter Two
AN: Mkay, there's some more plot for you to chew on. Review if you'd like, I already told you what I'd do with flames.
