Many Many mistakes.
Will smiled and opened his mouth to say something when Jack walked behind Anamaria with a smile planted on his face. He gave a nod towards Anamaria and said, "This be Anamaria. She's me mate."
Will nodded. "Of course. Pleasure to meet you Anamaria." He turned and started to walk back into his room.
"Where you goin, Turner?" Asked Anamaria.
"I have to get dressed." He walked into his room and took his shirt off. It was full of sweat and dirt. He sighed and put on yet another shirt that would look the same by the end of the day. He changed his pants and brushed his hair so it wasn't as ruffled as before. Finally he picked up a new pair of gloves and walked back out into the room where Jack was viewing some swords. "You can't have any, Jack. No more swords."
He continued to look at the swords without saying a word, holding Anamaria's hand. Even more jealousy grew inside Will's mind. Will walked over and grabbed Jack's arm. "We need to talk...now."
Jack looked at him at first with a smirk on his face, but then the smile was wiped off as he saw how serious Will looked. They both walked into Will's room leaving Anamaria inside the Blacksmith free to steal anything she wanted. "What's on yer mind Wi--"
"Did you bring her hear to make me more jealous, or drive me mad?!" His said anger rising in his voice.
"I brought her here to find you a bonnie lass, what else?" He asked.
"You hugging and holding her hand does not help! And I don't need a bonnie lass!"
"Calm down now. Ye does need a lass. Ye sit in here day in day out feelin sorry fer yerself, not doin a thin about it. I advise ye to listen to what me dear Anamaria says and follow her directions correctly." He stood looking at Will's aftershock of what he had just said.
"You're right." He sat down on the bed. "I'm a mess. I do need a girl. Look at me! I've got nothin..."
Jack walked over and took his arm dragging him out to the room. Anamaria had three swords in her arms. "Allo, yer back!"
"Hey! You can't..."
"Will needs a girl here. He needs yer help." Jack said interrupting Will.
She smiled and set down the swords. "Ha! Not once did ye ever think a Blacksmith would be lonely. My word, A lonely Blacksmith." She walked up to him and circled him as he frowned. "Not too bad lookin, nice complexion." She continued to circle smiling sometimes, frowning others. "Messy hair, needs a new wardrobe." She smiled. "I'm sure someone would be interested in ya." With that she turned around and walked outside leaving the swords.
"And how did she help in any way?" Will asked irritated.
"That's how she works. She's probably recruitin lass' that would be interested in ye." He looked at the swords. "At least she was kind enough to not take ye swords." He sat down and scrunched up his face. "Got Anything to drink?"
"Sure..." He walked to the back and poured some ale into two cups. He walked back in and handed Jack his cup. "Don't drink too fast. Don't want you to get drunk."
Jack cocked his head to the left taking the cup. "Captain Jack Sparrow never be gettin drunk in front of a Blacksmith." He smiled and drank the ale in one gulp.
He raised a brow a bit concerned as he brought the cup to his mouth. Just as he did Jack grabbed the cup and forced all the ale into Will's mouth at once. "AHAHAHAHA!." He yelled as he patted Will's back hard. Will dropped the cup, the glass shattering on the ground. He looked to Jack who was now three people. He was also laughing his brains out on the ground. "YE SHOULD OF SEEN THE LOOK ON YER FACE!" Jack was now turning blue.
Will shook his head trying to maintain sober but he continued to trip over things and stumble into walls. Meanwhile Jack had ran to the back room and picked up some more ale. He ran to where Will was and splashed some into his face. "AHAHAHAHA!"
"Ahh! I can't see anything!" He stumbled around trying to find a towel as Anamaria walked back into the Blacksmith with a beautiful young lady. Will stumbled over to their direction and not being able to see a thing grabbed the closest thing. That thing was the beautiful young ladys shirt. He wiped his face and opened his eyes. At first it was a bit foggy but then he saw one lady quite suprised, the other furious. The next thing Will knew, he was unconcious with a black and blue eye on the ground.
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Woo hoo! Completion of yet another chapter. I thought it was funny, tell me what you think. R/R!
Will smiled and opened his mouth to say something when Jack walked behind Anamaria with a smile planted on his face. He gave a nod towards Anamaria and said, "This be Anamaria. She's me mate."
Will nodded. "Of course. Pleasure to meet you Anamaria." He turned and started to walk back into his room.
"Where you goin, Turner?" Asked Anamaria.
"I have to get dressed." He walked into his room and took his shirt off. It was full of sweat and dirt. He sighed and put on yet another shirt that would look the same by the end of the day. He changed his pants and brushed his hair so it wasn't as ruffled as before. Finally he picked up a new pair of gloves and walked back out into the room where Jack was viewing some swords. "You can't have any, Jack. No more swords."
He continued to look at the swords without saying a word, holding Anamaria's hand. Even more jealousy grew inside Will's mind. Will walked over and grabbed Jack's arm. "We need to talk...now."
Jack looked at him at first with a smirk on his face, but then the smile was wiped off as he saw how serious Will looked. They both walked into Will's room leaving Anamaria inside the Blacksmith free to steal anything she wanted. "What's on yer mind Wi--"
"Did you bring her hear to make me more jealous, or drive me mad?!" His said anger rising in his voice.
"I brought her here to find you a bonnie lass, what else?" He asked.
"You hugging and holding her hand does not help! And I don't need a bonnie lass!"
"Calm down now. Ye does need a lass. Ye sit in here day in day out feelin sorry fer yerself, not doin a thin about it. I advise ye to listen to what me dear Anamaria says and follow her directions correctly." He stood looking at Will's aftershock of what he had just said.
"You're right." He sat down on the bed. "I'm a mess. I do need a girl. Look at me! I've got nothin..."
Jack walked over and took his arm dragging him out to the room. Anamaria had three swords in her arms. "Allo, yer back!"
"Hey! You can't..."
"Will needs a girl here. He needs yer help." Jack said interrupting Will.
She smiled and set down the swords. "Ha! Not once did ye ever think a Blacksmith would be lonely. My word, A lonely Blacksmith." She walked up to him and circled him as he frowned. "Not too bad lookin, nice complexion." She continued to circle smiling sometimes, frowning others. "Messy hair, needs a new wardrobe." She smiled. "I'm sure someone would be interested in ya." With that she turned around and walked outside leaving the swords.
"And how did she help in any way?" Will asked irritated.
"That's how she works. She's probably recruitin lass' that would be interested in ye." He looked at the swords. "At least she was kind enough to not take ye swords." He sat down and scrunched up his face. "Got Anything to drink?"
"Sure..." He walked to the back and poured some ale into two cups. He walked back in and handed Jack his cup. "Don't drink too fast. Don't want you to get drunk."
Jack cocked his head to the left taking the cup. "Captain Jack Sparrow never be gettin drunk in front of a Blacksmith." He smiled and drank the ale in one gulp.
He raised a brow a bit concerned as he brought the cup to his mouth. Just as he did Jack grabbed the cup and forced all the ale into Will's mouth at once. "AHAHAHAHA!." He yelled as he patted Will's back hard. Will dropped the cup, the glass shattering on the ground. He looked to Jack who was now three people. He was also laughing his brains out on the ground. "YE SHOULD OF SEEN THE LOOK ON YER FACE!" Jack was now turning blue.
Will shook his head trying to maintain sober but he continued to trip over things and stumble into walls. Meanwhile Jack had ran to the back room and picked up some more ale. He ran to where Will was and splashed some into his face. "AHAHAHAHA!"
"Ahh! I can't see anything!" He stumbled around trying to find a towel as Anamaria walked back into the Blacksmith with a beautiful young lady. Will stumbled over to their direction and not being able to see a thing grabbed the closest thing. That thing was the beautiful young ladys shirt. He wiped his face and opened his eyes. At first it was a bit foggy but then he saw one lady quite suprised, the other furious. The next thing Will knew, he was unconcious with a black and blue eye on the ground.
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Woo hoo! Completion of yet another chapter. I thought it was funny, tell me what you think. R/R!