"Aww! POOP!!!!!!!"
I looked around. "What is it?"
"I stubbed my bloody toe again!"
Jack came jumping into the room on one foot, as he was holding the other
one in pain.
"Gods and heavens, why is that bloody fucking desk always in my way!"
I laughed.
"It's not funny!"
Jack picked up an empty box and threw it at me. I ducked, laughed, and
threw it back. It wracked him in the forehead, and he screamed again.
"Good golly bungers!!!!!"
He grabbed his forehead, and ran around the room. I was so busy laughing my
ass off, I didn't see him come up behind me, and grab me from behind. I
screamed, and he laughed, carrying me up above deck. Him and me were alone
on the boat, as it was our honeymoon. I highly doubt he will stay with me
for long, but I'm enjoying it while I can.
Jack threw me overboard, and jumped in after me. Good thing I was wearing
some of his clothes, or I would have drowned in my dress. We splashed at
each other, playing around. Then Jack swam up to me, and kissed me. I
smiled, and swam back towards the boat. When we got back on board, we laid
down on the deck to dry off.
When I finally stood up, I looked to the starboard side. I tilted my head,
confused. I saw an island. There wasn't supposed to be an island here. We
must have gone off course.
"Jack."
"What is it, love?"
He stood up, and wrapped his arms around my waist, gently kissing my neck.
I did enjoy it, but I had to see the island.
"Jack, quit it. Look," I said, pointing at the island, "that's not supposed
to be there."
Jack quit kissing my neck, and looked at the island.
"Oh dear."
~**~
As we pulled into the island's bay, I looked around. There were naturally a lot of trees. But something about the island scared me. It didn't feel right. I couldn't quite place what was wrong. But I didn't say what it was. I didn't want to ruin Jack's mood, for he was hell bent on checking out this island for treasure, maybe a nice hideout spot. We took the little boat to shore after lowering the anchor. After we pulled the boat up enough it would wash back out to sea, we wandered down the beach. Jack wrapped an arm around my waist. "Well, love, this is a nice little isle, is it not?" I smiled. "Yes, it is." "It's quite large, too." "It would make a nice place to hide from the Mother Country's Navy, would it not?" Jack smiled back, and kissed me. "That's why I married you, love. You always know what I'm thinking."
~**~
We started into the woods to have a look. The ground was full of roots, making the journey inland hard to walk by. I started to get that feeling again. Something here wasn't right. "Jack, I don't like this." "Oh, quit being such a woman." I stopped. "Say what?" Jack stopped, and smiled. I jumped him, and tackled him to the ground. "Oh, god, get off, love, ye breaking me wind pipe." I finally got off of him. "Don't ye saying I'm a wuss, ye know wary well what'll happen." "Like I said earlier, love," he said, getting up, "That's why I married ye." "But still, Jack," I said walking up to him, "I don't like this. There's something mighty wrong here." "I know," he said, looking around, "It's too quiet." That's it. That's what was missing. No birds chirping. On every isle we'd ever been on, deserted or nay, there was always birds. Squawking, singing, chirping, making any noise that they wished. But not here. There wasn't any noise, but for the waves washing ashore the beach. It was too quiet here for comfort. "Jack, I don't think we should stay here." "Come on, love, don't get scared now," he said, taking me by the hand, "we'll just look around a little more and then we'll leave, savvy?" I sighed, and walked on. Suddenly a scream pierced the air. I jumped. "What was that, Jack?" Jack looked around, trying to find where the sound came from. "I've no bloody clue. Come on!" We ran towards the direction of the sound. More screams for a few minutes, but by the time we got there, whoever it was had been abruptly cut off. I almost puked. We looked at the gruesome sight, horror stricken. We had stumbled upon a. a. I can't describe it. There was blood everywhere. The body was ripped to shreds. We couldn't see if it were man or woman. His intestines had been strewn every which way. I was on the verge of fainting. I did.
~**~
As we pulled into the island's bay, I looked around. There were naturally a lot of trees. But something about the island scared me. It didn't feel right. I couldn't quite place what was wrong. But I didn't say what it was. I didn't want to ruin Jack's mood, for he was hell bent on checking out this island for treasure, maybe a nice hideout spot. We took the little boat to shore after lowering the anchor. After we pulled the boat up enough it would wash back out to sea, we wandered down the beach. Jack wrapped an arm around my waist. "Well, love, this is a nice little isle, is it not?" I smiled. "Yes, it is." "It's quite large, too." "It would make a nice place to hide from the Mother Country's Navy, would it not?" Jack smiled back, and kissed me. "That's why I married you, love. You always know what I'm thinking."
~**~
We started into the woods to have a look. The ground was full of roots, making the journey inland hard to walk by. I started to get that feeling again. Something here wasn't right. "Jack, I don't like this." "Oh, quit being such a woman." I stopped. "Say what?" Jack stopped, and smiled. I jumped him, and tackled him to the ground. "Oh, god, get off, love, ye breaking me wind pipe." I finally got off of him. "Don't ye saying I'm a wuss, ye know wary well what'll happen." "Like I said earlier, love," he said, getting up, "That's why I married ye." "But still, Jack," I said walking up to him, "I don't like this. There's something mighty wrong here." "I know," he said, looking around, "It's too quiet." That's it. That's what was missing. No birds chirping. On every isle we'd ever been on, deserted or nay, there was always birds. Squawking, singing, chirping, making any noise that they wished. But not here. There wasn't any noise, but for the waves washing ashore the beach. It was too quiet here for comfort. "Jack, I don't think we should stay here." "Come on, love, don't get scared now," he said, taking me by the hand, "we'll just look around a little more and then we'll leave, savvy?" I sighed, and walked on. Suddenly a scream pierced the air. I jumped. "What was that, Jack?" Jack looked around, trying to find where the sound came from. "I've no bloody clue. Come on!" We ran towards the direction of the sound. More screams for a few minutes, but by the time we got there, whoever it was had been abruptly cut off. I almost puked. We looked at the gruesome sight, horror stricken. We had stumbled upon a. a. I can't describe it. There was blood everywhere. The body was ripped to shreds. We couldn't see if it were man or woman. His intestines had been strewn every which way. I was on the verge of fainting. I did.
