Disclaimer: Same as last time!
"Um...can we talk?" You ask and smile deperately at Barbossa, "I mean, I've always had
a crush on you and I think it's ridiculous that we can't chat over a nice bottle of rum and..."
"Shut up!" Barbossa snarled at you.
Yeah, that's right, you're about to walk the plank. The wind is blowing through your hair
as you inch toward the edge. You look down at the water and swallow hard. It was unusually
cold out tonight.
"Join your husband!" Barbossa snarled and kicked you in the butt causing you to fall.
"D'oh!"you shout just before you hit the water. You can hear the cheers from the ship.
"That schmuck!" You mutter as you start to swim towards the island
You reach the shore, ring out your hair, pull a fish out of your sleeve and throw it back
into the water. You scan the beach, no sign of Jack. You wonder if he was even still there.
"Oh Jack! Sweetie Pumpkin! Where the hell are you?" You call in a sing-song voice, then
shout "JACK!!!"
"Who's 'ere? Wha- oh, 'ello luv!" Jack had sat up from behind a large rock which had
until then obstructed him from you view. You figure he had probably passed out behind the
rock. "What are ye doin' 'ere?"
"Oh, you know, I though I'd just stop by, pay you a visit, you know, catch up? Rekindle
the ole flame. You know how it is, right?" you say sarcastically. Jack stares at you doubtfully.
"Your ex-crew marooned me."
Jack then squinted past you at the Black Pearl.
"Well ain't that lovely?" Jack said getting to his feet. "Barbossa has gotten into the habit
of marooning me with beautiful wemon."
"I don't want to know," You sigh.
Jack looked at you understandingly. You hate it when he does that...
"Sweathear', why'd ye leave me?" Jack asked. You were afraid he might ask that...
"Oh, I don't know, probably has something to do with the fact that you cheated on me
with every whore in Tortuga..." You snap.
"Now that's an overstatement..." Jack said in his defense.
"That's not the point, Jack," you glare at him.
"I know," He sighed.
"Let's do something constructive, shall we?" You ask.
"Hows about some rum? I managed to find some still left over from last time, though
that stupid little brat burnt most of it!" Jack snarled.
"I really, truly, don't want to know," you say, though this one slightly amused.
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Okay, that was chapter two, but I swear the following chapter will be longer than this! Oh and
don't worry, the relationship between you and Jack isn't TOTALLY doomed so don't go
bombarding me with reviews like "I WOULD NEVER LEAVE JACK!" and "WHAT'S THIS
ABOUT JACK CHEATING ON ME?" because I know where I'm going with this, but I won't
tell you now, you'll just have to actually read the rest of the story.
But do please review...please? Thank you!
"Um...can we talk?" You ask and smile deperately at Barbossa, "I mean, I've always had
a crush on you and I think it's ridiculous that we can't chat over a nice bottle of rum and..."
"Shut up!" Barbossa snarled at you.
Yeah, that's right, you're about to walk the plank. The wind is blowing through your hair
as you inch toward the edge. You look down at the water and swallow hard. It was unusually
cold out tonight.
"Join your husband!" Barbossa snarled and kicked you in the butt causing you to fall.
"D'oh!"you shout just before you hit the water. You can hear the cheers from the ship.
"That schmuck!" You mutter as you start to swim towards the island
You reach the shore, ring out your hair, pull a fish out of your sleeve and throw it back
into the water. You scan the beach, no sign of Jack. You wonder if he was even still there.
"Oh Jack! Sweetie Pumpkin! Where the hell are you?" You call in a sing-song voice, then
shout "JACK!!!"
"Who's 'ere? Wha- oh, 'ello luv!" Jack had sat up from behind a large rock which had
until then obstructed him from you view. You figure he had probably passed out behind the
rock. "What are ye doin' 'ere?"
"Oh, you know, I though I'd just stop by, pay you a visit, you know, catch up? Rekindle
the ole flame. You know how it is, right?" you say sarcastically. Jack stares at you doubtfully.
"Your ex-crew marooned me."
Jack then squinted past you at the Black Pearl.
"Well ain't that lovely?" Jack said getting to his feet. "Barbossa has gotten into the habit
of marooning me with beautiful wemon."
"I don't want to know," You sigh.
Jack looked at you understandingly. You hate it when he does that...
"Sweathear', why'd ye leave me?" Jack asked. You were afraid he might ask that...
"Oh, I don't know, probably has something to do with the fact that you cheated on me
with every whore in Tortuga..." You snap.
"Now that's an overstatement..." Jack said in his defense.
"That's not the point, Jack," you glare at him.
"I know," He sighed.
"Let's do something constructive, shall we?" You ask.
"Hows about some rum? I managed to find some still left over from last time, though
that stupid little brat burnt most of it!" Jack snarled.
"I really, truly, don't want to know," you say, though this one slightly amused.
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Okay, that was chapter two, but I swear the following chapter will be longer than this! Oh and
don't worry, the relationship between you and Jack isn't TOTALLY doomed so don't go
bombarding me with reviews like "I WOULD NEVER LEAVE JACK!" and "WHAT'S THIS
ABOUT JACK CHEATING ON ME?" because I know where I'm going with this, but I won't
tell you now, you'll just have to actually read the rest of the story.
But do please review...please? Thank you!