Will opened his eyes, which were black and blue by the way. His vision was blury and he could only make out a few things. He was in...not his room. The bed was tall and surrounded by lavender drapes. The room was lit by the outside light. It seemed to be morning. His vision became more clear. There were many paintings in his room and a large closet. It seemed he was in...a woman's room. But who?
Suddenly the door opened and the Governor walked in. Imediatly he knew it must be Ms. Swann's room. He sat up and looked at the Governor. "Would you mind telling me what happened and why I am here, Governor?" Asked Will.
The Governor sat down beside Will on the bed and sighed. "Never in my days have I seen a blacksmith beaten so bad by a lady," said the Govenor. Will frowned confused as Ms. Swann entered the room.
"And WHAT is so wrong about being beaten by a lady, father? If you ask me ladies have been improving these days," She said as she walked beside her father.
"I didn't ask you Elizabeth," Said the Govenor as he got up and left the room. "Children..."
"Ms. Swann! How was it that I got into your room?" Will asked getting out of the sheets and sitting on the side of the bed.
"You were...how shall I say this? Brutally beaten by Miss Anamaria. And she had a damn good reason to."
"Oh...yes I was d--"
"Yes you were drunk Will. Shame on you. I can't help but to laugh at your stupidity though." Elizabeth said smiling.
Will couldn't help but blush either. "Ms..Ms Swann...I can't help but ask...are you and..Commodore still...married?"
"Why of course Will. I love Commodore Norrington," She looked up to the ceiling as her face flushed. She seemed to go off into some kind of Dream Land.
"Ms. Sw--"
At that moment Jack Sparrow ran into the room and locked the door. He ran and gathered some chairs and leaned them up against the door. Men's hands and guns were heard banging against the door. Jack turned to Will and Elizabeth. "What'd I miss, mates?"
"Captain Jack Sparrow! What is going on!" Elizabeth exclaimed as she stood and walked over to him.
Jack smirked and set a hand under his chin. "The question is, Miss Elizabeth...what is going on here" Jack said as he looked from Will to Elizabeth a few times.
Elizabeth blushed and crossed her arms. "Why I never...you know that I and Norington are married and I would NEVER deceive him." She said.
"Yes Miss Swann, I know ye be together. But not for long!" Jack laughed and slapped his tummy. "I crack meself up."
Will stood and grabbed Jack's arm. "Get out now Jack. You've ruined enough things in my life now. I don't want you to ruin a friendship," He stared coldly into Jack's eyes.
Jack frowned and threw Will's hand off of his. "Ye be regreting this one day." He said as he walked and jumped out of the window.
Will turned back to Elizabeth and smiled. "Well now that he's gone we can finally get b--"
"I'm sorry Will but I think you should leave." Elizabeth removed the chairs and opened the door. Men with guns were ready to barge in.
"Oh, Miss. Swann...sorry to interupt," one of the soldiers said.
"It's quite fine. I'd like you to escort Mr. Turner, here, out. Thank you and have a nice day." Elizabeth said as she pushed Will out the door and shut it loudly.
"Heh, what'd you do to her, lad?" Another soldier said teasingly.
"Shutup," Will said in frustration as he walked down the stairs and left the house.
As night fell Will sat down on random bench a few yards from the dock. In his hand lay a empty bottle of White Rum. His hair was ruffled and his clothes were beaten. He wrote a few words onto a small peice of paper and tried to find the hole of the bottle he held. Since he was drunk he had a hard time doing this. When he finally stuffed the paper into the bottle he covered it and threw it into the ocean beside him. He stood and stumbled back to his shop coughing and leaning against poles to help. The now full bottle swam across the ocean for many miles until it reached a small Island. A few drunken sailors and their bonnie lasses were drinking and laughing together on the island. One of the ladies noticed the bottle and opened it. She sat down on the sand and read what the bottle said:
Deer whoevr is reeedng ths
I regrt the slopy hndwriting but i mst let sumone kno. i am still yet a lonely blacksmith.
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I hope you liked it. That was the last chapter. I'm not sure if I did very good, but I tried my best.
G'bye mates.
Suddenly the door opened and the Governor walked in. Imediatly he knew it must be Ms. Swann's room. He sat up and looked at the Governor. "Would you mind telling me what happened and why I am here, Governor?" Asked Will.
The Governor sat down beside Will on the bed and sighed. "Never in my days have I seen a blacksmith beaten so bad by a lady," said the Govenor. Will frowned confused as Ms. Swann entered the room.
"And WHAT is so wrong about being beaten by a lady, father? If you ask me ladies have been improving these days," She said as she walked beside her father.
"I didn't ask you Elizabeth," Said the Govenor as he got up and left the room. "Children..."
"Ms. Swann! How was it that I got into your room?" Will asked getting out of the sheets and sitting on the side of the bed.
"You were...how shall I say this? Brutally beaten by Miss Anamaria. And she had a damn good reason to."
"Oh...yes I was d--"
"Yes you were drunk Will. Shame on you. I can't help but to laugh at your stupidity though." Elizabeth said smiling.
Will couldn't help but blush either. "Ms..Ms Swann...I can't help but ask...are you and..Commodore still...married?"
"Why of course Will. I love Commodore Norrington," She looked up to the ceiling as her face flushed. She seemed to go off into some kind of Dream Land.
"Ms. Sw--"
At that moment Jack Sparrow ran into the room and locked the door. He ran and gathered some chairs and leaned them up against the door. Men's hands and guns were heard banging against the door. Jack turned to Will and Elizabeth. "What'd I miss, mates?"
"Captain Jack Sparrow! What is going on!" Elizabeth exclaimed as she stood and walked over to him.
Jack smirked and set a hand under his chin. "The question is, Miss Elizabeth...what is going on here" Jack said as he looked from Will to Elizabeth a few times.
Elizabeth blushed and crossed her arms. "Why I never...you know that I and Norington are married and I would NEVER deceive him." She said.
"Yes Miss Swann, I know ye be together. But not for long!" Jack laughed and slapped his tummy. "I crack meself up."
Will stood and grabbed Jack's arm. "Get out now Jack. You've ruined enough things in my life now. I don't want you to ruin a friendship," He stared coldly into Jack's eyes.
Jack frowned and threw Will's hand off of his. "Ye be regreting this one day." He said as he walked and jumped out of the window.
Will turned back to Elizabeth and smiled. "Well now that he's gone we can finally get b--"
"I'm sorry Will but I think you should leave." Elizabeth removed the chairs and opened the door. Men with guns were ready to barge in.
"Oh, Miss. Swann...sorry to interupt," one of the soldiers said.
"It's quite fine. I'd like you to escort Mr. Turner, here, out. Thank you and have a nice day." Elizabeth said as she pushed Will out the door and shut it loudly.
"Heh, what'd you do to her, lad?" Another soldier said teasingly.
"Shutup," Will said in frustration as he walked down the stairs and left the house.
As night fell Will sat down on random bench a few yards from the dock. In his hand lay a empty bottle of White Rum. His hair was ruffled and his clothes were beaten. He wrote a few words onto a small peice of paper and tried to find the hole of the bottle he held. Since he was drunk he had a hard time doing this. When he finally stuffed the paper into the bottle he covered it and threw it into the ocean beside him. He stood and stumbled back to his shop coughing and leaning against poles to help. The now full bottle swam across the ocean for many miles until it reached a small Island. A few drunken sailors and their bonnie lasses were drinking and laughing together on the island. One of the ladies noticed the bottle and opened it. She sat down on the sand and read what the bottle said:
Deer whoevr is reeedng ths
I regrt the slopy hndwriting but i mst let sumone kno. i am still yet a lonely blacksmith.
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I hope you liked it. That was the last chapter. I'm not sure if I did very good, but I tried my best.
G'bye mates.