Author's Note: I'm glad you guys found amusement in chapter nine! Ha,
Jack sure has got his work cut out for him, huh? Wonder what evil schemes
he's cooking up for Gallagher, I wonder? Oh yes, and you all liked the
full frontal nudity. (Sigh)
If only ... Anyways, whew, must stop daydreaming about the delicious Jack
Sparrow. Yes, I'm sorry the chapters keep getting shorter. Don't worry,
ladies and gents! This one will be absitively posolutely longer, I promise
ya or you can clap me in irons! Well mateys, let's continue with the tale!
We're devils and black sheep,
PineAppleLint
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Sunlight filtered in through the tiny window and I winced. Oh hell, I slept in. Jack was not going to be pleased. My cot creaked under a shift of weight and I hadn't even moved. I opened up my eyes to see who was sitting on my cot. Speak of the devil.
"Ya slept in, luv," Captain Sparrow mused.
I looked around and said dramatically, "So I did!" I lay back down again with my hand on my forehead and said in a distressed tone, "Please don't clap me in irons, Jack! I beg of ya!" Then I closed my eyes and slumped over, as if I fainted from fright. I opened one eye and found him rolling his eyes at me.
"Wait, how did ya get in here in the first place? I locked me door."
"Nothin' a pistol can't handle," Jack replied, "Ya slept through a pistol shot. Very impressive."
"I'm a deep sleeper," I informed him.
"Something to remember, luv," he said, "Now get up. Ya are washin' the decks, cleanin' the sorry excuse for a kitchen and mendin' the sails ....."
"Oh, no ya don't!" I cried, interrupting him, "Ya are just mad about the prank I pulled on ya last night. Now ya want to work me to death."
He put his fingers to his chin, as if he were thinking really hard about something. Then his eyes cut to mine and he replied, "Yeah, that sounds about right."
"Kiss me arse, Jack," I said, "Because I'm not doin' yer dirty work."
"I'm Captain Jack Sparrow," he said with a grin, "Ya will do what I want ya to do."
"Make me."
Jack scoffed, "What are ya, a mere child? I'm the captain, dammit, and as a part of this crew, ya follow orders. Savvy?"
I stood up in my bodice, stretched and yawned. His eyes followed me as I put on my dress and ran a hand through my curly hair. I whirled on him, my gray eyes gleaming. "Ya see, Jack ... in me book, in order to respect your captain, ya have to have respect from him in return. Now I don't find a pirate who tried to riddle a bullet through me brains the night before to have a lot o' respect for me. Savvy?"
"It was unfortunate I missed, Gallagher," he replied with a sour smile.
"Yeah, ya are a lousy shot," I added, "But anywho, ya better get me door fixed because I don't want anyone walkin' in on me anytime they want to, such as yourself."
"Ya have guts, Gallagher, I'll give ya that," he said, "But ya are a miserable excuse of a part of me crew."
"And you, Captain Jack Sparrow, are a miserable excuse of a captain, let alone a pirate," I shot back with anger.
"And what would ya say about yourself, Gallagher? Ya lost your ship and your crew. I don't see ya getting in the books for world's best captain," he said. He grinned, knowing he struck a nerve.
Fingers trembling, I grabbed my sword and placed the sharp tip to the tip of his nose.
"Is this how it's gonna be, Gallagher?" he asked with a wide smile. His muscles twitched and I knew he was extremely pleased with this opportunity to fight me.
"The Dancing Horizon was the one thing that mattered most to me. I'd die defending me ship and crew," I said with emotion.
"Well ya almost did, Gallagher, and lost everythin' in the process," Sparrow said, "And now ya have nothin' to die for."
I swung my sword and he blocked the blow with a clash. His eyes narrowed and he replied, "You'll be beggin' me to stop."
"Not if I make ya beg first," I said with gritted teeth and swung the sword again. It made a swooping noise as the blade whizzed through the air. Jack's sword crushed against mine, causing sparks to fly.
With a few fancy steps we fought, not holding anything back. Not this time. We were defending our rights to be called pirates, to be called captains. Even if I was a widowed captain, so to speak, I still had the memory, the feel of the Dancing Horizon's helm in my hands, drifting in the sea to wherever I wanted to go. And that which I loved, I had lost. But I was still young. Twenty-four years of age, to be exact, and I had many years ahead of me to find a new ship and crew. Right now, my eyes were on the Black Pearl.
"Let me make another proposition to ya, Jack," I said and jumped gracefully as his blade swung near my feet.
"What now, Gallagher?" he grunted, blocking my blow.
"If I win this fight, I get to captain the Black Pearl for a while."
"Over me dead body," he growled and lunged at me again. His blade skimmed my shoulder and I gritted my teeth as blood began to drip down my arm. I was still wearing the damn dress and it was hard to move and dodge his sword. He backed me up against the door and our swords were pressing against each other in a desperate battle, trying to push each other away. He had me pinned to the door, his blade inches from my ear and mine inches from his throat.
"Give up?" he asked with a grin.
"Never," I spat and then the door opened, causing me to fall on my back in the corridor.
Will said with wide eyes, "I heard noise and I wanted to see what the commotion was about ...."
"Not now, Will!" I snarled and rolled to my feet, then ran up the small flight of stairs to the top deck. I heard the pounding of feet. Jack was right on my tail.
I whirled around and our swords clashed once more. The crew stopped what they were doing and ran over, beginning to hoot and holler, betting out loud on who was going to win.
"Jack is the best swordsman around! Ten shillings says he beats the lass," one shouted.
"That Gallagher has a lot of anger pent up," another exclaimed, "I take that bet, mate!"
"Stop that at once!" I heard Elizabeth shriek, "Both of you are acting childish!"
I grabbed onto a rope and hung in the air as his sword whizzed by me and I fought to keep control, to not let him catch me off guard. I jumped and landed in front of him, just to have him kick me on my ass and have the point of his sword against my heaving chest.
"Never mess with the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow, luv," Jack said with a wide grin as the crew cheered and hollered.
With a swing of my legs I kicked his feet out from under him, and he went toppling to the ground. He landed with a thud on his back and I pointed my sword in his face. "Now it's about time I get to captain the Pearl, don't ya think, after getting yer arse kicked by a woman in a dress?"
"Ya cheated!" he growled low in his throat.
"We are pirates, Jack," I said sweetly, "There is no such thing as cheatin'. Now mates, say 'ello to your new captain!"
The crew looked bewildered and astonished, as if they couldn't believe Jack got beat in a fair fight.
"Ya are not the captain, Gallagher," he said with anger, "That proposition was not agreed."
I sighed and replied, "All right. That's true. I wouldn't want to captain this sorry excuse of a boat, anyway."
"A boat? Sorry excuse of a boat?" Jack said with rage, "Bloody 'ell woman! It's me ship your talkin' about!"
"Then no wonder it is in such disarray. It's YOUR ship. You've let the termites take 'old of it and have ya seen the kitchen?" I crinkled my nose up in disgust, just to make Jack even madder.
The crew just watched silently, their eyes wide.
"If ya don' think the Black Pearl is acceptable, go find another ship, Gallagher," Jack suggested, "I want ya off me ship now."
"Right this instant?" I asked, sighing.
"Yeah, before I hang ya meself. There's a nice island not too far from here," Jack growled, and pointed to the west where sure enough, was an island full of palm trees and sand.
Will and Elizabeth watched with open-mouthed horror as I took a step off the ledge of the boat and fell to the water, making a big splash. Everyone rushed to the sides of the boat and watched as I began to swim, the big dress not making it any easier for me.
Elizabeth cried, "Jack, how can you do that? The sharks will get to her! You're leaving her out there to die!"
Jack grumbled, "If she can't respect the Black Pearl, she can go elsewhere."
Will suddenly asked, "Doesn't she have the map to Snidely's treasure?
Everyone was silent for a moment.
Jack bellowed, "Bloody 'ELL! Men, get me a rowboat ready. I'm goin' after her."
We're devils and black sheep,
PineAppleLint
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Sunlight filtered in through the tiny window and I winced. Oh hell, I slept in. Jack was not going to be pleased. My cot creaked under a shift of weight and I hadn't even moved. I opened up my eyes to see who was sitting on my cot. Speak of the devil.
"Ya slept in, luv," Captain Sparrow mused.
I looked around and said dramatically, "So I did!" I lay back down again with my hand on my forehead and said in a distressed tone, "Please don't clap me in irons, Jack! I beg of ya!" Then I closed my eyes and slumped over, as if I fainted from fright. I opened one eye and found him rolling his eyes at me.
"Wait, how did ya get in here in the first place? I locked me door."
"Nothin' a pistol can't handle," Jack replied, "Ya slept through a pistol shot. Very impressive."
"I'm a deep sleeper," I informed him.
"Something to remember, luv," he said, "Now get up. Ya are washin' the decks, cleanin' the sorry excuse for a kitchen and mendin' the sails ....."
"Oh, no ya don't!" I cried, interrupting him, "Ya are just mad about the prank I pulled on ya last night. Now ya want to work me to death."
He put his fingers to his chin, as if he were thinking really hard about something. Then his eyes cut to mine and he replied, "Yeah, that sounds about right."
"Kiss me arse, Jack," I said, "Because I'm not doin' yer dirty work."
"I'm Captain Jack Sparrow," he said with a grin, "Ya will do what I want ya to do."
"Make me."
Jack scoffed, "What are ya, a mere child? I'm the captain, dammit, and as a part of this crew, ya follow orders. Savvy?"
I stood up in my bodice, stretched and yawned. His eyes followed me as I put on my dress and ran a hand through my curly hair. I whirled on him, my gray eyes gleaming. "Ya see, Jack ... in me book, in order to respect your captain, ya have to have respect from him in return. Now I don't find a pirate who tried to riddle a bullet through me brains the night before to have a lot o' respect for me. Savvy?"
"It was unfortunate I missed, Gallagher," he replied with a sour smile.
"Yeah, ya are a lousy shot," I added, "But anywho, ya better get me door fixed because I don't want anyone walkin' in on me anytime they want to, such as yourself."
"Ya have guts, Gallagher, I'll give ya that," he said, "But ya are a miserable excuse of a part of me crew."
"And you, Captain Jack Sparrow, are a miserable excuse of a captain, let alone a pirate," I shot back with anger.
"And what would ya say about yourself, Gallagher? Ya lost your ship and your crew. I don't see ya getting in the books for world's best captain," he said. He grinned, knowing he struck a nerve.
Fingers trembling, I grabbed my sword and placed the sharp tip to the tip of his nose.
"Is this how it's gonna be, Gallagher?" he asked with a wide smile. His muscles twitched and I knew he was extremely pleased with this opportunity to fight me.
"The Dancing Horizon was the one thing that mattered most to me. I'd die defending me ship and crew," I said with emotion.
"Well ya almost did, Gallagher, and lost everythin' in the process," Sparrow said, "And now ya have nothin' to die for."
I swung my sword and he blocked the blow with a clash. His eyes narrowed and he replied, "You'll be beggin' me to stop."
"Not if I make ya beg first," I said with gritted teeth and swung the sword again. It made a swooping noise as the blade whizzed through the air. Jack's sword crushed against mine, causing sparks to fly.
With a few fancy steps we fought, not holding anything back. Not this time. We were defending our rights to be called pirates, to be called captains. Even if I was a widowed captain, so to speak, I still had the memory, the feel of the Dancing Horizon's helm in my hands, drifting in the sea to wherever I wanted to go. And that which I loved, I had lost. But I was still young. Twenty-four years of age, to be exact, and I had many years ahead of me to find a new ship and crew. Right now, my eyes were on the Black Pearl.
"Let me make another proposition to ya, Jack," I said and jumped gracefully as his blade swung near my feet.
"What now, Gallagher?" he grunted, blocking my blow.
"If I win this fight, I get to captain the Black Pearl for a while."
"Over me dead body," he growled and lunged at me again. His blade skimmed my shoulder and I gritted my teeth as blood began to drip down my arm. I was still wearing the damn dress and it was hard to move and dodge his sword. He backed me up against the door and our swords were pressing against each other in a desperate battle, trying to push each other away. He had me pinned to the door, his blade inches from my ear and mine inches from his throat.
"Give up?" he asked with a grin.
"Never," I spat and then the door opened, causing me to fall on my back in the corridor.
Will said with wide eyes, "I heard noise and I wanted to see what the commotion was about ...."
"Not now, Will!" I snarled and rolled to my feet, then ran up the small flight of stairs to the top deck. I heard the pounding of feet. Jack was right on my tail.
I whirled around and our swords clashed once more. The crew stopped what they were doing and ran over, beginning to hoot and holler, betting out loud on who was going to win.
"Jack is the best swordsman around! Ten shillings says he beats the lass," one shouted.
"That Gallagher has a lot of anger pent up," another exclaimed, "I take that bet, mate!"
"Stop that at once!" I heard Elizabeth shriek, "Both of you are acting childish!"
I grabbed onto a rope and hung in the air as his sword whizzed by me and I fought to keep control, to not let him catch me off guard. I jumped and landed in front of him, just to have him kick me on my ass and have the point of his sword against my heaving chest.
"Never mess with the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow, luv," Jack said with a wide grin as the crew cheered and hollered.
With a swing of my legs I kicked his feet out from under him, and he went toppling to the ground. He landed with a thud on his back and I pointed my sword in his face. "Now it's about time I get to captain the Pearl, don't ya think, after getting yer arse kicked by a woman in a dress?"
"Ya cheated!" he growled low in his throat.
"We are pirates, Jack," I said sweetly, "There is no such thing as cheatin'. Now mates, say 'ello to your new captain!"
The crew looked bewildered and astonished, as if they couldn't believe Jack got beat in a fair fight.
"Ya are not the captain, Gallagher," he said with anger, "That proposition was not agreed."
I sighed and replied, "All right. That's true. I wouldn't want to captain this sorry excuse of a boat, anyway."
"A boat? Sorry excuse of a boat?" Jack said with rage, "Bloody 'ell woman! It's me ship your talkin' about!"
"Then no wonder it is in such disarray. It's YOUR ship. You've let the termites take 'old of it and have ya seen the kitchen?" I crinkled my nose up in disgust, just to make Jack even madder.
The crew just watched silently, their eyes wide.
"If ya don' think the Black Pearl is acceptable, go find another ship, Gallagher," Jack suggested, "I want ya off me ship now."
"Right this instant?" I asked, sighing.
"Yeah, before I hang ya meself. There's a nice island not too far from here," Jack growled, and pointed to the west where sure enough, was an island full of palm trees and sand.
Will and Elizabeth watched with open-mouthed horror as I took a step off the ledge of the boat and fell to the water, making a big splash. Everyone rushed to the sides of the boat and watched as I began to swim, the big dress not making it any easier for me.
Elizabeth cried, "Jack, how can you do that? The sharks will get to her! You're leaving her out there to die!"
Jack grumbled, "If she can't respect the Black Pearl, she can go elsewhere."
Will suddenly asked, "Doesn't she have the map to Snidely's treasure?
Everyone was silent for a moment.
Jack bellowed, "Bloody 'ELL! Men, get me a rowboat ready. I'm goin' after her."