Disclaimer: (Conks Jack Sparrow over the head with a large stick)
HAHAHAHAHA you're mine, ALL MINE!!!!!!! (police siren) OH CRAPPOLA!
Author's Note: I hope all of you are enjoying Gallagher and Jack's adventures! Believe me, I'm so excited because I have it all planned out already. It shall be very humorous with lots of butt kicking! Now, reviewer Kate, I want to thank you for pushing me to do the dress idea. I was thinking about it, but I wasn't really sure if I wanted Gallagher to be put in such a weird situation. So thanks! And to all my other reviewers, gosh, I love you all! All the words of wisdom and the compliments make me feel warm fuzzies. So I hope you enjoy this chapter as well as the rest that are to come!
Hoist the sails!!!
PineAppleLint
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"Elizabeth, no .... Please, can I wear something less, uh, poofy?" I asked with horror.
"Jack ordered me to pick something out for you, Terrence, something quite magnificent. And what are you calling poofy? This is the latest fashion in London!" she argued, holding up a crimson dress that had ruffles on the bottom with about a dozen petticoats underneath. It was cut quite low, and I feared for my life.
"I shall die of heat exhaustion, dammit," I argued back, "Why not somethin' a little simpler?"
"Try it on and perhaps you won't look half bad in it," Elizabeth suggested, holding out the heavy fabric to me with a smile plastered onto her face. I was standing there in a bodice she lent to me, cursing wildly. Grumbling, I snatched it from her and started tugging it on. Elizabeth just stood there with her hands on her hips, grinning, finding it most amusing.
"I would never wear such a thing in modest company," Elizabeth said evilly, "But Will seems to like it." I turned around and faced her.
"I can see why," I said, sighing, tugging at the laces in the back.
"Let me help you with that," Elizabeth offered and walked over, "It is like a corset, but I won't be tying it so tight. Jack saved me from a tight corset once."
I laughed and said, "Corsets are blasted things." Elizabeth laced the front and then I stared into the full-length mirror. It was a deep red color, almost like spilt blood, and went down to the floor. It had black ruffles on the bottom, with black on the upper torso. Black roses were intricately woven into the corset part, and you had to lace up the front so your bosom wouldn't spill out. The sleeves showed the shoulder and were quite ruffly. Sure, I looked good in it, but how the hell was I supposed to help with the Black Pearl when I could hardly walk?
"You look beautiful!" Elizabeth cooed and I curled my lip in disgust.
"The 'hole crew is goin' to get a view," I replied as I placed my hands over my lower chest, "'ell, it's low!"
"I told you Will liked it," Elizabeth said and winked, causing me to laugh again. I began putting my hair up in the bandanna but she shook her head and said, "We might as well go all the way on this project."
"And what is that suppose' to mean?" I asked, raising one eyebrow.
"Leave your hair down," Elizabeth suggested, "The black curls look good with the dress." I sighed and let them fall to my waist.
I watched as Elizabeth held up some high shoes and I shook my head, saying, "That's where I draw the line. I'm not setting one foot out there in those monstrosities."
"And why not?" Elizabeth argued.
"I'd fall flat on me face. I don' want to give Jack one more amusement."
"All right," she answered, "Now go get 'em! Show them that Gallagher can prevail, even in a dress."
I grinned and said, "Thanks, Elizabeth. Couldn' have done it without ya." I grabbed my map and stuffed it in a small pocket in the bodice, for it was now my most prized possession. The map would lead to our destinies, and I didn't trust anyone enough to let it lie around for the taking. I held my chin up, and with one last wink at Elizabeth, I took a deep breath and walked out into the sunlight.
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Jack was busy at the helm, staring at the compass and taking a swig of rum he happened to scavenge from Tortuga. "Yo ho, drink up me 'earties," he murmured and stared out at sea. In a few days they would enter the Sea of Blood, and Jack was plainly excited for yet another adventure. He looked up and noticed his crew wasn't rushing about, attending to the Pearl. They were standing there, staring like zombies. "Get BACK TO WORK, ya mangy pirates!" he yelled and looked up to see what they all were staring at.
His jaw dropped, and the compass fell from his slack fingers.
I walked proudly out onto the deck and paid no heed to the attention I was getting, and immediately began to tie and organize the ropes for the sails. The dress rustled with every step I made, and I had the sudden urge to take out my dagger and cut the bottom off. My fingers twitched, but I knew Elizabeth would kill me if I "fixed" one of her best dresses. The shocked silence was irritating, so I glared at all of them and shouted, "What are ya lookin' at?" One of the crewmembers whistled and they laughed evilly, their eyes following me as I moved. I took out my dagger and walked up to one of the nearest crewmembers, an older man by the name of Skip. "You keep lookin' where your lookin', Skip, and I'll feed your tongue to the gulls. Savvy?" I said loudly. He looked frightened and immediately went back to work. Everyone heard my threat and began to talk and run about as if they hadn't noticed me.
"That's more like it," I said with a grin and sheathed my dagger. Then someone laid a hand on my tanned shoulder.
I spun around and glared right into Jack Sparrow's amused eyes.
"Ya did well, Gallagher," he said, "Never knew ya would fill out a dress in all the right places."
"You won the bet, and I'm just holding up my end of the bargain."
"Yeah, you're holdin' up nicely all right," Jack said and let his eyes linger on all the wrong places. "Men!" he called, "Doesn't the invincible Gallagher here look as cute as a kitten in all those ruffles and lace?"
"Aye aye!" they shouted and began laughing idiotically. This was too much. All these bumbling fools were making fun while I was trying to keep my last shred of dignity in tact. Will Turner came out from below deck to see what the fuss was about. He saw me and his eyes widened. "Miss Gallagher, why are you wearing Elizabeth's dress?"
"I had to keep true to me end of a bet, Will," I replied, "But I heard ya love this dress particularly. I'll make sure to give it back to Elizabeth in due time." To emphasize my point, I winked at him. He turned scarlet and walked briskly away.
I whirled on Jack and said sweetly, "Thank ya for makin' sure the rest of the crew are just as entertained as you are."
"It's me duty as a pirate, luv," he said, taking off his hat and placing it to his heart, "I've got to share with me crew."
I let out a grunt of frustration and walked back to the ropes, getting back to work. Jack murmured, "Aye, a pirate's life for me," as his eyes followed me behind my back.
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Three hours went by as slowly as molasses and I was sweating up a storm. I was starting to go hysterical from this blasted dress. It kept getting caught on the rough wooden floorboards and was heavy to hoist around everywhere. Ah, I thought with a mischievous glint in my eye, "If only I could shape it to me liking," my fingers grabbing at the dagger. I couldn't help it anymore. I was about to plunge it into the fabric when Elizabeth yelled, "MISS GALLAGHER! IF YOU LAY ONE HAND ON THAT DRESS I'LL HAVE JACK SHOOT YOU PERSONALLY!" I sighed and put my dagger back. It was no use. Once Jack got the permission to shoot me, he would probably do it with enjoyment. Jack had to pay, I thought to myself, for making me go through such humiliation, for making such crude comments as I was trying to hold my head up high.
"Bring in the nets!" someone ordered and five men began hoisting the fishing net up from the water. Usually we caught all sorts of delicacies for dinner. Suddenly, I smiled. I had just gotten a wonderful idea.
"I hope ya are a deep sleeper, Jack," I murmured, "Because tonight we're goin' to have fun, you and I."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Ooh, sounds ominous, doesn't it? Well I shall be working on the next chapter and it shall be up in due time, mateys! Keep reviewing, you scoundrels! ;)
Author's Note: I hope all of you are enjoying Gallagher and Jack's adventures! Believe me, I'm so excited because I have it all planned out already. It shall be very humorous with lots of butt kicking! Now, reviewer Kate, I want to thank you for pushing me to do the dress idea. I was thinking about it, but I wasn't really sure if I wanted Gallagher to be put in such a weird situation. So thanks! And to all my other reviewers, gosh, I love you all! All the words of wisdom and the compliments make me feel warm fuzzies. So I hope you enjoy this chapter as well as the rest that are to come!
Hoist the sails!!!
PineAppleLint
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"Elizabeth, no .... Please, can I wear something less, uh, poofy?" I asked with horror.
"Jack ordered me to pick something out for you, Terrence, something quite magnificent. And what are you calling poofy? This is the latest fashion in London!" she argued, holding up a crimson dress that had ruffles on the bottom with about a dozen petticoats underneath. It was cut quite low, and I feared for my life.
"I shall die of heat exhaustion, dammit," I argued back, "Why not somethin' a little simpler?"
"Try it on and perhaps you won't look half bad in it," Elizabeth suggested, holding out the heavy fabric to me with a smile plastered onto her face. I was standing there in a bodice she lent to me, cursing wildly. Grumbling, I snatched it from her and started tugging it on. Elizabeth just stood there with her hands on her hips, grinning, finding it most amusing.
"I would never wear such a thing in modest company," Elizabeth said evilly, "But Will seems to like it." I turned around and faced her.
"I can see why," I said, sighing, tugging at the laces in the back.
"Let me help you with that," Elizabeth offered and walked over, "It is like a corset, but I won't be tying it so tight. Jack saved me from a tight corset once."
I laughed and said, "Corsets are blasted things." Elizabeth laced the front and then I stared into the full-length mirror. It was a deep red color, almost like spilt blood, and went down to the floor. It had black ruffles on the bottom, with black on the upper torso. Black roses were intricately woven into the corset part, and you had to lace up the front so your bosom wouldn't spill out. The sleeves showed the shoulder and were quite ruffly. Sure, I looked good in it, but how the hell was I supposed to help with the Black Pearl when I could hardly walk?
"You look beautiful!" Elizabeth cooed and I curled my lip in disgust.
"The 'hole crew is goin' to get a view," I replied as I placed my hands over my lower chest, "'ell, it's low!"
"I told you Will liked it," Elizabeth said and winked, causing me to laugh again. I began putting my hair up in the bandanna but she shook her head and said, "We might as well go all the way on this project."
"And what is that suppose' to mean?" I asked, raising one eyebrow.
"Leave your hair down," Elizabeth suggested, "The black curls look good with the dress." I sighed and let them fall to my waist.
I watched as Elizabeth held up some high shoes and I shook my head, saying, "That's where I draw the line. I'm not setting one foot out there in those monstrosities."
"And why not?" Elizabeth argued.
"I'd fall flat on me face. I don' want to give Jack one more amusement."
"All right," she answered, "Now go get 'em! Show them that Gallagher can prevail, even in a dress."
I grinned and said, "Thanks, Elizabeth. Couldn' have done it without ya." I grabbed my map and stuffed it in a small pocket in the bodice, for it was now my most prized possession. The map would lead to our destinies, and I didn't trust anyone enough to let it lie around for the taking. I held my chin up, and with one last wink at Elizabeth, I took a deep breath and walked out into the sunlight.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Jack was busy at the helm, staring at the compass and taking a swig of rum he happened to scavenge from Tortuga. "Yo ho, drink up me 'earties," he murmured and stared out at sea. In a few days they would enter the Sea of Blood, and Jack was plainly excited for yet another adventure. He looked up and noticed his crew wasn't rushing about, attending to the Pearl. They were standing there, staring like zombies. "Get BACK TO WORK, ya mangy pirates!" he yelled and looked up to see what they all were staring at.
His jaw dropped, and the compass fell from his slack fingers.
I walked proudly out onto the deck and paid no heed to the attention I was getting, and immediately began to tie and organize the ropes for the sails. The dress rustled with every step I made, and I had the sudden urge to take out my dagger and cut the bottom off. My fingers twitched, but I knew Elizabeth would kill me if I "fixed" one of her best dresses. The shocked silence was irritating, so I glared at all of them and shouted, "What are ya lookin' at?" One of the crewmembers whistled and they laughed evilly, their eyes following me as I moved. I took out my dagger and walked up to one of the nearest crewmembers, an older man by the name of Skip. "You keep lookin' where your lookin', Skip, and I'll feed your tongue to the gulls. Savvy?" I said loudly. He looked frightened and immediately went back to work. Everyone heard my threat and began to talk and run about as if they hadn't noticed me.
"That's more like it," I said with a grin and sheathed my dagger. Then someone laid a hand on my tanned shoulder.
I spun around and glared right into Jack Sparrow's amused eyes.
"Ya did well, Gallagher," he said, "Never knew ya would fill out a dress in all the right places."
"You won the bet, and I'm just holding up my end of the bargain."
"Yeah, you're holdin' up nicely all right," Jack said and let his eyes linger on all the wrong places. "Men!" he called, "Doesn't the invincible Gallagher here look as cute as a kitten in all those ruffles and lace?"
"Aye aye!" they shouted and began laughing idiotically. This was too much. All these bumbling fools were making fun while I was trying to keep my last shred of dignity in tact. Will Turner came out from below deck to see what the fuss was about. He saw me and his eyes widened. "Miss Gallagher, why are you wearing Elizabeth's dress?"
"I had to keep true to me end of a bet, Will," I replied, "But I heard ya love this dress particularly. I'll make sure to give it back to Elizabeth in due time." To emphasize my point, I winked at him. He turned scarlet and walked briskly away.
I whirled on Jack and said sweetly, "Thank ya for makin' sure the rest of the crew are just as entertained as you are."
"It's me duty as a pirate, luv," he said, taking off his hat and placing it to his heart, "I've got to share with me crew."
I let out a grunt of frustration and walked back to the ropes, getting back to work. Jack murmured, "Aye, a pirate's life for me," as his eyes followed me behind my back.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Three hours went by as slowly as molasses and I was sweating up a storm. I was starting to go hysterical from this blasted dress. It kept getting caught on the rough wooden floorboards and was heavy to hoist around everywhere. Ah, I thought with a mischievous glint in my eye, "If only I could shape it to me liking," my fingers grabbing at the dagger. I couldn't help it anymore. I was about to plunge it into the fabric when Elizabeth yelled, "MISS GALLAGHER! IF YOU LAY ONE HAND ON THAT DRESS I'LL HAVE JACK SHOOT YOU PERSONALLY!" I sighed and put my dagger back. It was no use. Once Jack got the permission to shoot me, he would probably do it with enjoyment. Jack had to pay, I thought to myself, for making me go through such humiliation, for making such crude comments as I was trying to hold my head up high.
"Bring in the nets!" someone ordered and five men began hoisting the fishing net up from the water. Usually we caught all sorts of delicacies for dinner. Suddenly, I smiled. I had just gotten a wonderful idea.
"I hope ya are a deep sleeper, Jack," I murmured, "Because tonight we're goin' to have fun, you and I."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Ooh, sounds ominous, doesn't it? Well I shall be working on the next chapter and it shall be up in due time, mateys! Keep reviewing, you scoundrels! ;)