Avast Maty!
Disclaimer: Do I really have to go through this again? All I own is half of Will's stuff!
Caroline and Michaela lounged on the prow of the ship, extanging yawns and feeling the sea breeze on their faces.
"What are you complaining about?" Michaela glared at Caroline. "At least you didn't get molested."
"I know!" She said sadly. "But Will is the biggest blanket hog. Besides, you wanted to be molested." Caroline sighed and sat down, leaning her head against the railing.
"Yeah, but still."
"Sit down, so I don't have to kill my neck looking up at you." Caroline said, shading her eyes.
"Now who's short?" Michaela cackled.
"You are, now sit." Caroline tugged on Michaela's hand.
"I can't."
"Why not? Having a bit too much fun last night?" Caroline wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. Or at least tried to, Caroline isn't very good at wiggling her eyebrows.
"Shut up!"
"Then sit down!"
Michaela mumbled something and remained standing.
"Come again?"
"He pinched me. A lot, all right?"
"On the butt?" Now it was Caroline's turn to cackle gleefully.
"Shut up."
"Hee, hee, hee."
"Land ho!" A rough pirate voice crackled from the crow's-nest.
Captain Jack came swaggering out of his cabin and raised a telescope to his eye. He looked around for a while, then folded it back up and put it in his belt. Then his gaze landed on Caroline and Michaela.
"Hey!" He said, coming towards them. "That's my blanket!"
Michaela shrugged, the rough cloth around her shoulders. "I didn't steal it, I commandeered it."
Jack blinked at her for a few minutes.
"I want cloths." Michaela said decisively. She'd figured out exactly what she was going to say about the topic during the long, sleepless night. "Nice ones. Wherever we're going I'm sure you're going to pillage it, and while you're doing that get me some clothes. Nice ones."
"Me too," Echoed Caroline. "I'm cold. And I want shoes, too. Nice ones."
"Does Will know you've 'commandeered' his blanket too?" Jack wanted to know.
"No," Caroline said. "He'd probably have a fit if he did."
"How can you be cold?" Michaela demanded. "I only took the blanket to cover myself, and I'm swealtering."
"Well, I'm too skinny to stay warm." Caroline said defensivly, then looked back at Jack. "I want clothes, nice ones. And don't forget the shoes. Or boots rather, I want boots. Like yours, those are cool."
Jack looked down at his feet, studying his very cool leather pirate- boots when something thudded onto the deck behind him. He turned to look as the girls peeked around him. Standing there in a lovely royal blue dress was a very beautiful young woman with blond hair and blue eyes.
"Who're you?" Jack demanded.
"I-I'm Marie-Sù."
Disclaimer: Do I really have to go through this again? All I own is half of Will's stuff!
Caroline and Michaela lounged on the prow of the ship, extanging yawns and feeling the sea breeze on their faces.
"What are you complaining about?" Michaela glared at Caroline. "At least you didn't get molested."
"I know!" She said sadly. "But Will is the biggest blanket hog. Besides, you wanted to be molested." Caroline sighed and sat down, leaning her head against the railing.
"Yeah, but still."
"Sit down, so I don't have to kill my neck looking up at you." Caroline said, shading her eyes.
"Now who's short?" Michaela cackled.
"You are, now sit." Caroline tugged on Michaela's hand.
"I can't."
"Why not? Having a bit too much fun last night?" Caroline wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. Or at least tried to, Caroline isn't very good at wiggling her eyebrows.
"Shut up!"
"Then sit down!"
Michaela mumbled something and remained standing.
"Come again?"
"He pinched me. A lot, all right?"
"On the butt?" Now it was Caroline's turn to cackle gleefully.
"Shut up."
"Hee, hee, hee."
"Land ho!" A rough pirate voice crackled from the crow's-nest.
Captain Jack came swaggering out of his cabin and raised a telescope to his eye. He looked around for a while, then folded it back up and put it in his belt. Then his gaze landed on Caroline and Michaela.
"Hey!" He said, coming towards them. "That's my blanket!"
Michaela shrugged, the rough cloth around her shoulders. "I didn't steal it, I commandeered it."
Jack blinked at her for a few minutes.
"I want cloths." Michaela said decisively. She'd figured out exactly what she was going to say about the topic during the long, sleepless night. "Nice ones. Wherever we're going I'm sure you're going to pillage it, and while you're doing that get me some clothes. Nice ones."
"Me too," Echoed Caroline. "I'm cold. And I want shoes, too. Nice ones."
"Does Will know you've 'commandeered' his blanket too?" Jack wanted to know.
"No," Caroline said. "He'd probably have a fit if he did."
"How can you be cold?" Michaela demanded. "I only took the blanket to cover myself, and I'm swealtering."
"Well, I'm too skinny to stay warm." Caroline said defensivly, then looked back at Jack. "I want clothes, nice ones. And don't forget the shoes. Or boots rather, I want boots. Like yours, those are cool."
Jack looked down at his feet, studying his very cool leather pirate- boots when something thudded onto the deck behind him. He turned to look as the girls peeked around him. Standing there in a lovely royal blue dress was a very beautiful young woman with blond hair and blue eyes.
"Who're you?" Jack demanded.
"I-I'm Marie-Sù."