Disclaimer- Of course I don't own anything! Cept Madison!! OH and Johnny
Depp...I have him locked in my basement! Mwhahaha!...oh wait..I don't have
a basement...='(
I tilted my head back and drew in a deep breath of the summer Carribean air. It smelled like the ocean mixed with tropical flowers and coconuts.
The combination made my head spin like a leaf in a hurricane and it took me a minute to stop smelling the air.
When I looked back around me I immediately regretted looking down so fast. I stumbled to my left and caught myself on a barrel laying beside a building.
For some reason, the barrel seemed humorous, and caused me to start giggling. A couple of 'gents' passed me and I tipped my hat, bowing respectfully, but in the process of the bow, a bubble of gas flew up into my mouth and I belched louldy.
Obviously, the gents thought this to be the most horribly disgusting thing they've ever heard or seen, and gasped, walking away from me. "Bloody moron's." I mumbled before I continued on my walk to the Inn where I had to buy a room for the night.
"Damn drunkard..." I looked up to see a chubby man standing on his door step, shakin his chubby little head at me.
"Drunkard? Sir, I am....not drunk! I'm sleeeepy!" I patted his round belly before I once again took in a breath of the air. I leaned so far back, I felt myself falling, but I had no desire to catch myself.
My legs flew up in the air as my back hit the ground. "Good God.." The chubby man said, coming up beside me. I tilted my head to the side and let out another belch, blowing it away from his face. He sighed as I let out another laugh.
"Madison! Get a cold bath ready." I looked at the man as he put his hands under my arms and pulled me through the open door. I held up my finger high in the air and shouted,
"I am NOT MADISON!! My name is CAPTAIN JACK.....SP-...Sparing? No! Sp- Sp.......SPARROW!" I came to realization of my name just as the door slammed and the man lifted me up on my feet.
The room, which was little and lit with about 5 candles, spun around me. "Captain Jack Sparrow?" A small voice gasped to my left and I whiped my head around to see a young girl around the age of 18 standing with a white towel in her hand.
"What's it to you love?" I grinned with a wink as, I was assuming, her father threw my hat on a chair and continued to strip me of my clothes.
"Hey my hat! Woah!! Gettin' a bit fresh don't ya think?" Madison giggled and set the towel on the side of a tub filled with water before turning her back.
"A cold bath is what you need. Madison, fetch Mr. Sparrow a wash cloth." I stood in my drawers, shivering like a wet dog as the both of them walked their seperate ways, leavin me to get in the bath I was guessing.
I stipped of my under clothes and got in the bath, yelling at the temperature. With another yell, I crossed my arms over my chest and waited for my wash cloth.
~!~
I gasped at the man's name. He was THE captain Jack Sparrow! The one I had heard tales about since I was in a pre-teen.
And no doubt, he was the captain of the Black Pearl. So, the stories were true! "What's it to you love?" His voice was raspy and it sounded almost like a growl, but he was handsome just like in the stories.
My uncle rose the pirates shirt over his head and I stared wide eyed before turning around. Despite a scar below his chest on the left side, his skin was smooth and muscular.
He wasn't VERY muscular, but enough to show. Uncle Charlie commanded me to fetch a cloth and I did so as he walked to the kitchen.
I quickly got the cloth and hurried back, but stopped as I saw him sitting in the tub, shivering. He was oblivious to me standing starring at him.
I bit my lip and gasped as he slowly turned his head up to look at me. "See anything you like, love?" I looked away immiediately and threw the cloth at him.
It hit him in the chest and sunk into the water. "Madison!" Uncle Charlie shouted, with his hands on his hips. "EEP!" I put my hand over my mouth and turned on my heels, rushing up the creaky wooden stairs to my room. I could tell Uncle Charlie was going to be angry with me.
A/N- What ya think? Review pleeeeease!
I tilted my head back and drew in a deep breath of the summer Carribean air. It smelled like the ocean mixed with tropical flowers and coconuts.
The combination made my head spin like a leaf in a hurricane and it took me a minute to stop smelling the air.
When I looked back around me I immediately regretted looking down so fast. I stumbled to my left and caught myself on a barrel laying beside a building.
For some reason, the barrel seemed humorous, and caused me to start giggling. A couple of 'gents' passed me and I tipped my hat, bowing respectfully, but in the process of the bow, a bubble of gas flew up into my mouth and I belched louldy.
Obviously, the gents thought this to be the most horribly disgusting thing they've ever heard or seen, and gasped, walking away from me. "Bloody moron's." I mumbled before I continued on my walk to the Inn where I had to buy a room for the night.
"Damn drunkard..." I looked up to see a chubby man standing on his door step, shakin his chubby little head at me.
"Drunkard? Sir, I am....not drunk! I'm sleeeepy!" I patted his round belly before I once again took in a breath of the air. I leaned so far back, I felt myself falling, but I had no desire to catch myself.
My legs flew up in the air as my back hit the ground. "Good God.." The chubby man said, coming up beside me. I tilted my head to the side and let out another belch, blowing it away from his face. He sighed as I let out another laugh.
"Madison! Get a cold bath ready." I looked at the man as he put his hands under my arms and pulled me through the open door. I held up my finger high in the air and shouted,
"I am NOT MADISON!! My name is CAPTAIN JACK.....SP-...Sparing? No! Sp- Sp.......SPARROW!" I came to realization of my name just as the door slammed and the man lifted me up on my feet.
The room, which was little and lit with about 5 candles, spun around me. "Captain Jack Sparrow?" A small voice gasped to my left and I whiped my head around to see a young girl around the age of 18 standing with a white towel in her hand.
"What's it to you love?" I grinned with a wink as, I was assuming, her father threw my hat on a chair and continued to strip me of my clothes.
"Hey my hat! Woah!! Gettin' a bit fresh don't ya think?" Madison giggled and set the towel on the side of a tub filled with water before turning her back.
"A cold bath is what you need. Madison, fetch Mr. Sparrow a wash cloth." I stood in my drawers, shivering like a wet dog as the both of them walked their seperate ways, leavin me to get in the bath I was guessing.
I stipped of my under clothes and got in the bath, yelling at the temperature. With another yell, I crossed my arms over my chest and waited for my wash cloth.
~!~
I gasped at the man's name. He was THE captain Jack Sparrow! The one I had heard tales about since I was in a pre-teen.
And no doubt, he was the captain of the Black Pearl. So, the stories were true! "What's it to you love?" His voice was raspy and it sounded almost like a growl, but he was handsome just like in the stories.
My uncle rose the pirates shirt over his head and I stared wide eyed before turning around. Despite a scar below his chest on the left side, his skin was smooth and muscular.
He wasn't VERY muscular, but enough to show. Uncle Charlie commanded me to fetch a cloth and I did so as he walked to the kitchen.
I quickly got the cloth and hurried back, but stopped as I saw him sitting in the tub, shivering. He was oblivious to me standing starring at him.
I bit my lip and gasped as he slowly turned his head up to look at me. "See anything you like, love?" I looked away immiediately and threw the cloth at him.
It hit him in the chest and sunk into the water. "Madison!" Uncle Charlie shouted, with his hands on his hips. "EEP!" I put my hand over my mouth and turned on my heels, rushing up the creaky wooden stairs to my room. I could tell Uncle Charlie was going to be angry with me.
A/N- What ya think? Review pleeeeease!