'Ello mateys! I take it you all are enjoying the story if your readin' this. I want to thank you all for continuing to venture on with us, especially those who review!!! I'd buy you all a bunch of movie posters and stuff, but unfornately I haven't be able to break in to-I mean...uh…find a job yet…yea that's it…a job…
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Ok then! To answer your question, Lightning99109, I do plan to have Will and maybe Elizabeth in at some point. I'm not sure how big a role they will play, but they will make a cameo at the least. That takes care of questions and answers. Of course you all know that I do not own anything related to or from the movie Pirates of the Caribbean. But I do own everything else ha ha! Sorry, I know I'm not as entertaining as Captain Jack Sparrow is, but he isn't here at the moment.
Jack: (from kitchen) "Um….love!"
Oh, I guess he is here…*To Jack* Out here! Why don't you come say hi to the mates before they begin readin' your adventure for today?
Jack: "I'd really like to love, but am unable to."
Why?
Jack: "Ye remember that leak ye wanted fixed."
Yea.
Jack: "Well, the reason for the leak is standing in front of me with four legs, tail, red eyes, and breath that makes fish layin' out in the sun for a week smell like lilies."
He he… ::blushes:: how did he get out????
Jack: "Love…I think ye should get me sword."
In a moment…*to readers* I have a slight matter to attend to with a…character who's made an early appearance.
Jack: "It's opening its mouth…I'm runnin'"
No, no! Don't run, don't-
Jack: ::Yells:: "Ahhhh…it's bloody bitten me leg… thousand devils!! Get this beast off me!"::Struggling::
*To readers* I have to go…but keep reading and there will be a nice surprise at the end. ::Goes to kitchen::
Jack: ::Struggling to get creature to release him::
Oh boy…let me go get the crowbar.
Chapter 7
In all his time, Jack Sparrow had never had to face an ordeal quite like this. This one act was trying him in ways he never thought he would ever experience. This was one of the worst positions he had ever been in. Worse than being stuck on an island that he didn't know he'd ever get off of, worse than sitting in jail cells for long periods of time, being shot at, or having a sword held to his throat, or-
"Jack, get out here!" Jeanette called as she knocked on the door.
"It's Captain Jack to ye! And no! There has to be another way to get away with this," Jack replied through the door.
"This is the only way I know of. If you can think of something better, I would be glad to hear it." Jeanette said folding her arms against her chest. There was a silence on the other side of the door.
"I'll take that as a yes. Now come out and show me." Mumbling was heard on the other side of the door and the words that Jeanette heard made her stifle laughs. The door opened slowly and her smile got bigger with it. When the door was opened all the way she couldn't help but burst out laughing. Tears immediately filled her eyes and poured down her face. In the doorway stood a fuming Jack, except he wasn't in his usual attire. He was dressed in a tattered, old skirt that went all the way down to his booted feet. The skirt was a faded blue and he had a knitted long sleeve, black blouse, as well as a feminine coat with a hood to cover his hair. He even had a small brooch attached to the front. Jack clutched the coat around him to try and cover what he was dressed in, but was mostly unsuccessful.
"If ye say a word, I'll cut yer arms off, feed 'em to sharks, and tie ya to the mast of me ship so the gulls can peck ya te death, savvy?" Jack said with no hint of playfulness. Jeanette covered her mouth to stifle her laughter and nodded. Jack's eyes narrowed which only caused Jeanette to burst out in even more laughter.
"Stop yer laughin' woman and let's get this over with!" Jack snapped.
"I'm sorry-I…I don't mean to—oh Lord it hurts…he he-no really-heh-I'm sorry...oh my lungs," Jeanette gasped through giggles. Jack began walking down the hall towards the stairs. "No, no stop I'm serious, turn around, I need to make sure everything is in the right place." Jack stopped and turned around. She looked up with a genuine smile and sighed shaking her head. Jack looked her over while she walked over and made her inspection. She had wild dark brown hair with a hint of red that seemed to match her personality. Her blue-gray eyes that before had darkness clouding them were now lit up and sparkled with her laughter. Even though she was dressed in old, worn clothes, she held her self in the manner of a woman of importance and confidence. Normally he wouldn't think she would be very pretty, but when she smiled and laughed it's like she became someone else other than the person Jack knew her to be. This was what he had glimpsed earlier when he had caught her sight in the room. It wouldn't be so bad if-
"Everything looks fine, but we're going to have work on your walk and posture," Jeanette said making eye contact with him. The sparkle was disappearing from her eyes as her laughter diminished. The walls were back up again and she was back to what Jack had come to know her as.
"Why d'ye keep doin' that?" Jack asked. Jeanette looked confused and seemed to stiffen at his question.
"What are you talking about?" Jeanette replied. Jack examined her once more and shook his head.
"Nothin' Love, what were ye going to say?" Jeanette's eyes narrowed.
"I said never to call me that."
"Sorry, habit."
"You are suppose to be an old hag so-"
"Hag! I thought I am suppose to be old woman!" Jack shouted.
"Being who you are, you can be no more than a hag as a woman."
"Back to the insults I see," Jack muttered.
"So you need to walk with a hunch. This will also keep people from seeing your face and hair. Your steps can't be big, you have to walk slowly and with a kind of limp. Go ahead and try it." She commanded. Jack almost protested, but stopped himself and did as she said. It felt awkward walking differently and in woman's clothing. Jack could think of a number of people who would pay 100 gold coins to see him like this. He bent forward and allowed the hood to block his view partly. He took the cane Jeanette had provided and took wobbly steps leaning heavily against it.
"Better, I think we can go now." Footsteps suddenly sounded coming up the stairs and Tyde appeared at the top.
"Who is that?" Tyde asked.
"A guest that I had come by to spend time with. We are going to go now. Our "other" guest and I will be leaving tomorrow Tyde. Please be careful while I'm gone. I only plan to be gone for a few weeks. If it turns into more, then I'll write you. Right now we are going to the market."
"What's your name?" Tyde asked, ignoring most of what Jeanette said. He tried to see the woman's face but it was shadowed by the hood hanging over her head. The old woman was silent for a moment as if thinking.
"Calynda," the old woman said in a high pitched, cracked voice. She began coughing and Tyde looked at her worriedly.
"Is she all right?" Tyde asked Jeanette.
"Yes, yes, she'll be fine. She just has a sore throat."
"She doesn't take very good care of her guests," Calynda said to Tyde. Her voice sounded strange and different from other women. Jeanette glared at the old woman as if she wanted to strike her. This made Tyde confused.
"Perhaps she is warm in that heavy coat. I can help take it off-" Tyde said going to remove the coat, but the woman moved so quickly it surprised him.
"No!...thank you." Calynda's voice level had dropped and she cleared her throat. "I'm fine lad," Her voice returned to its pervious level.
"We'll be leaving now. I'll be back later tonight for my departure."
"Where is…our other guest?" Tyde asked.
"He…is probably out some where fooling around, getting drunk; his usual doings." Jeanette said sourly. Calynda's cane snapped out and hit her in the shin causing Tyde to jump slightly in surprise.
"Ow! Why you-that hurt!" Jeanette yelled, glaring at Calynda.
"Sorry dear, it slipped," Calynda said. Tyde glanced down and swore he saw a beard tucked underneath the blouse below the shadowed smirk he saw. He shook his head and looked at Jeanette.
"Tyde, go brush the horses please, we must be going," Jeanette said through gritted teeth as she rubbed her leg. All the boy could do was nod in confusion and headed down the stairs. When he was gone Jeanette smacked Jack in the side of his head as hard as she could.
"Ow!"
"You devil of a pirate! How dare you strike me!" Jeanette snapped before she kicked the cane that he was still leaning upon and it gave way causing him to lose balance and fall forward, shouting as he fell and caught himself with his hands. Jeanette stomped towards the stairs walking past him. Jack jumped up to his feet and threw his hood back.
"You hit me and then cause me to fall! I doubt my hitting yer leg was any reason to do that!" Jack yelled as he strided after her.
"You better put your hood on and start acting like you're suppose to unless you want the soldiers to get you…old hag…" Jeanette said as she was going down the stairs.
"Wench…" Jack muttered as he followed, resuming his disguises.
"Pig…" Jack mumbled something as he disappeared down the stairs. Jeanette gasped and the sound of wood making contact and Jack letting out a yell as the sound of a body making contact with numerous steps lasted for a few moments. His was the voice that shouted obscenities while another laughed as if for the first time.
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Well, did you all enjoy???
Jack: :: Leg wrapped in bandage and looking very angry:: "NO!!!!"
I wasn't asking you.
Jack: "How dare ye dress me up as a woman!"
Hey, the story writes itself, I am simply an instrument.
Jack: "BUT YE MADE ME A WOMAN!"
And yer suppose to be a pirate…so whinny…
Jack: "Why do ye put me through this! First I get thrown off a ship, then I get stuck on another forsaken island-" ::Continues to rant and rave in background::
Anyway, thank you for all your support and continuing to read. Here are your treats…(other than getting a glimpse of Jack in women's clothes)…for all you reviewers you get Jack lollipops of yer choice as well as Jack posters!!! YAY ::Throws out items to reviewers:: Of course I did not forget you all who continue to read this! ::Throws out Jack action figures equipped with accessories including a sword, and women's clothes for him to disguise himself::
Jack: "—and then ye have me getting' shot at and-" ::Sees figures. Swaggers over and picks one up. After an examination begins to play with them highly entertained.::
I hope you all enjoy! There will be more soon. Please Review, it's what keeps me motivated to continue to write. Pretty, pretty please… Also if you are in for a good laugh check out Hijinks with Pirates by PineAppleLint. Funny as anything! I cried. If you guys read this, I can't wait to see what else you come up with!!!
Until next time…say good bye Jack.
Jack: "Shouldn't 'is arms be a bit bigger? Taller too…"
*Sighs* Hope to see ye scally wags next time around!