"Mademoiselle, do we really need to chain and gag him like this?" Yukon
asked, patiently.
Ozzy was trying to drag Jim Sparrow by the arm down the gangplank from Le Suisse
Puissant, but it was obvious that the boy was walking on his own accord, as Ozzy feared and
was weaker than him.
"Yukon, you don't understand," Andrea said as they walked in a row down the narrow plank
of wood. "It's for effect. Effect! If the boy is not chained and gagged, he doesn't suit the
mood of a ransom in a dank little cave on the lagoon of a French island, comprendre?"
"Aye," Yukon answered. He glanced at the boy ahead of him, who was kicking at Ozzy's
clumsy feet that had gotten in his way.
"Ouch!" Ozzy said, hopping.
"I dunno why I had to come along," Bob said with a suffering tone of voice. "After all, I have
no use here. Just a lookout with a spyglass. If pirates come at me, what'm I supposed to
do? Magnify them to death?"
"You are here to look intimidating," Andrea shot toward him. "The more pirates there are
here, the less Jack Sparrow will want to fight and will know we mean business."
"But what if he does try to fight us?" Ozzy asked, fearfully, dancing around in an attempt to
dodge another kick from Jim.
"He won't," Andrea said. "Not if we have the boy to threaten him with."
*
"And then she said: 'My place is between you and Jack,' and stood against her own father to
protect him from the noose!" Anamaria finished with plentiful amounts of drama. "Of course,
I wasn't there to see it," she added with a sigh. "But that's what Jack said happened."
"Wow," Amelia said slowly in awe. "My mummy did all that?"
"Aye," Anamaria replied. "That's why I have such trouble understanding why she got so
upset when I was trying to teach you to swordfight."
"It was fun," Amelia whispered so as not to alert her mother. "I want to hold it again!"
"If you want to, you will," Anamaria said mischievously. She shifted her eyes about in each
direction quickly, then pulled a blade from her belt. "This is a miniature sword. It's called a
dagger," she explained. "It can easily be hidden in your boot, and it's lighter than a sword,
see?" She handed it to Amelia.
"Ooo!" Amelia said, picking it from Anamaria's hand. "But when do I get to use a real
sword?" Her question could not be answered, as her mother suddenly called for her from the
helm of the Black Pearl.
"Quickly, put that in your shoe," Anamaria instructed. Amelia did so with haste. "You can't
see it now, can you? Go on to your mama."
"I shall not tell her about this dagger," the child assured Anamaria, rushing to answer her
mother's call.
"Yes, Mummy?" Amelia asked, skipping up to her.
"Go find your daddy, Sweetie," Elizabeth said. "Go fetch him and tell him that we are near
Martinique."
"All right, Mum, I will do it," Amelia answered obediently, running off to find her father.
Elizabeth sighed.
"Jack, I'm sorry for my outburst earlier," she said sincerely to him. "I should have
remembered that you're pressured enough without me bawling you out for something you
didn't do."
"It's all right, love," Jack assured her. "I understand that it's important for you to protect
your child."
"I was just afraid that if she started playing with swords…" she paused. "That she'd start
wanting the adventurous life of a pirate and end up like your boy…" She bit her lip
uncomfortably. "I just don't know what I would do if something happened to her-" She
stopped abruptly at the look on Jack's face and said quickly, "I mean - it's not that I think
anything's happened to Jim, Jack… but…"
"But with unpredictable pirates holding him ransom, anything could have happened to him,"
he finished for her. "I know, it a dangerous life, love. But it's the only one I know, as well as
me boy. Who, by the way-" He grinned, "-we're going to get back right now!"
"Be careful," Elizabeth said.
"Elizabeth!" Will called cheerily, charging up to the helm with Amelia giggling at his heels. He
ran to the bow and glanced at the island. "Doesn't look too bad! We can take 'em!"
"Will, you be careful, too," his wife reminded him.
"Don't worry, dear! Me 'n' Jack have everything under control, right, Jack?" Will said,
smiling broadly toward the pirate.
"That we do," Jack retorted, grinning as well. He stooped down and pulled up a heavy sack.
"What's that for?" Will asked.
"It's for you to carry," Jack said lightly, pushing it into Will's arms so that he nearly toppled
over. Amelia laughed at her father's attempts to stay balanced upright with the bag in his
hands.
"Hey, you want to carry this?" Will asked his daughter, jokingly. She stuck her tongue out
at him. "Really, though, Jack," he said to the pirate, setting the bag down.
"You will see what it's for," Jack replied as the Black Pearl turned into a waterway, which,
at the end of it, was a lagoon with a ship anchored off to one side.
"What is that?" Elizabeth asked, indicating the name of the ship.
"I'm not sure - lookout!" Jack called up to the crow's nest. The midget was busy fiddling
with a puzzle game, but started when he heard his post being called. He peeped over the
side of the crow's nest.
"It's Lofty Ben, get it right!" the lookout midget snapped. "What is it you want, Captain?"
"What is the name of that ship ahead?" Jack called. ("Lofty Ben?…" Will muttered, faintly.)
"Tell us, quickly!"
The midget set his puzzle down and retracted his spyglass, gazing for a moment toward the
ship in the lagoon. "Something in some other language, Captain."
"Well, what is it?" Jack asked impatiently, steering the Black Pearl more toward the center
of the waterway.
"Lay Soo-ees… Poo-ee-sant," Lofty Ben sounded out. "Maybe it's English; I really can't
tell the difference with all them fancy words floating around."
The Pearl reached the end of the waterway and was entering the lagoon. Elizabeth, Amelia,
Jack and Will leaned over the railing and stared at the name on the side of the enemy ship.
"You know French, Amelia," Will said, nudging his daughter lightly, with a grin on his face.
"What's it say?"
"The…" Amelia cocked her head at the name.
"C'mon, Kiddo! What have you been learning in school?" Will encouraged the girl.
"The chipmunk… The Mighty Chipmunk," Amelia confirmed. Jack let out a snort of laughter.
"Well, The Mighty Chipmunk is in for it, now," he said. "Drop the anchor!" he shouted the
order. "Lower one rowboat!"
Will hoisted the sack over his shoulder and asked; "Is this your ransom money, Jack?"
"Aye, it is," the pirate replied.
"Feels more like a bagful of rocks," he commented, shifting it to his other shoulder.
"It is," Jack repeated, eyes glowing craftily. "But I figured this enemy crew is stupid and
wouldn't be able to tell the difference before it's too late." He headed for the rowboat with
Will grinning behind him.
"See you soon, Elizabeth," Will said. "Amelia, wish me luck!"
"Good luck, Daddy!" Amelia squealed, hugging him. She hopped up and down in her
excitement, which caused her dagger to jump out of her boot and clatter to the ground.
There was much staring, mostly at Elizabeth, frightfully. "Oops…" Amelia said, monotone.
*
"Dah dah deeeeee dum," Ozzy sang, boredly, kicking at a pebble while sitting in a
corner.
"Dum dum dah," Bob added, watching the pebble roll across the dusty ground. Ozzy
giggled.
"Deedleedee dee dee," Ozzy sang.
"Doo dahdee doo dum dah," Bob said, giggling as well.
"Will you two shut up?" Andrea suggested, busy picking her fingernails with a knife while
perched on a boulder inside the cave.
"Sorry, Captain," Ozzy said, glancing toward Yukon, who held Jim by the shoulders in the
back of the cave, furthest from the entrance. "It's just so boring waiting here."
"Looks like your wait is over, mate," Jack called loudly, appearing in the entranceway of
the cave. Andrea started and pulled her hat from over her eyes and dropped her knife.
She quickly gained her composure while Jim made a sound to alert his father where he
was at the same time as assuring him that he was all right.
"Jack Sparrow," Andrea addressed him, cockily. Jack turned his head to Andrea, and
when he saw her, his jaw dropped.
A/N: Sorry I couldn't get to the meaty stuff this time! I just can't bear to end this story so
soon! Yes mates, it's true; the next chapter shall be the last, methinks. Maybe one more.
Thank you all for reading! :D :D :D :D :D
Ozzy was trying to drag Jim Sparrow by the arm down the gangplank from Le Suisse
Puissant, but it was obvious that the boy was walking on his own accord, as Ozzy feared and
was weaker than him.
"Yukon, you don't understand," Andrea said as they walked in a row down the narrow plank
of wood. "It's for effect. Effect! If the boy is not chained and gagged, he doesn't suit the
mood of a ransom in a dank little cave on the lagoon of a French island, comprendre?"
"Aye," Yukon answered. He glanced at the boy ahead of him, who was kicking at Ozzy's
clumsy feet that had gotten in his way.
"Ouch!" Ozzy said, hopping.
"I dunno why I had to come along," Bob said with a suffering tone of voice. "After all, I have
no use here. Just a lookout with a spyglass. If pirates come at me, what'm I supposed to
do? Magnify them to death?"
"You are here to look intimidating," Andrea shot toward him. "The more pirates there are
here, the less Jack Sparrow will want to fight and will know we mean business."
"But what if he does try to fight us?" Ozzy asked, fearfully, dancing around in an attempt to
dodge another kick from Jim.
"He won't," Andrea said. "Not if we have the boy to threaten him with."
*
"And then she said: 'My place is between you and Jack,' and stood against her own father to
protect him from the noose!" Anamaria finished with plentiful amounts of drama. "Of course,
I wasn't there to see it," she added with a sigh. "But that's what Jack said happened."
"Wow," Amelia said slowly in awe. "My mummy did all that?"
"Aye," Anamaria replied. "That's why I have such trouble understanding why she got so
upset when I was trying to teach you to swordfight."
"It was fun," Amelia whispered so as not to alert her mother. "I want to hold it again!"
"If you want to, you will," Anamaria said mischievously. She shifted her eyes about in each
direction quickly, then pulled a blade from her belt. "This is a miniature sword. It's called a
dagger," she explained. "It can easily be hidden in your boot, and it's lighter than a sword,
see?" She handed it to Amelia.
"Ooo!" Amelia said, picking it from Anamaria's hand. "But when do I get to use a real
sword?" Her question could not be answered, as her mother suddenly called for her from the
helm of the Black Pearl.
"Quickly, put that in your shoe," Anamaria instructed. Amelia did so with haste. "You can't
see it now, can you? Go on to your mama."
"I shall not tell her about this dagger," the child assured Anamaria, rushing to answer her
mother's call.
"Yes, Mummy?" Amelia asked, skipping up to her.
"Go find your daddy, Sweetie," Elizabeth said. "Go fetch him and tell him that we are near
Martinique."
"All right, Mum, I will do it," Amelia answered obediently, running off to find her father.
Elizabeth sighed.
"Jack, I'm sorry for my outburst earlier," she said sincerely to him. "I should have
remembered that you're pressured enough without me bawling you out for something you
didn't do."
"It's all right, love," Jack assured her. "I understand that it's important for you to protect
your child."
"I was just afraid that if she started playing with swords…" she paused. "That she'd start
wanting the adventurous life of a pirate and end up like your boy…" She bit her lip
uncomfortably. "I just don't know what I would do if something happened to her-" She
stopped abruptly at the look on Jack's face and said quickly, "I mean - it's not that I think
anything's happened to Jim, Jack… but…"
"But with unpredictable pirates holding him ransom, anything could have happened to him,"
he finished for her. "I know, it a dangerous life, love. But it's the only one I know, as well as
me boy. Who, by the way-" He grinned, "-we're going to get back right now!"
"Be careful," Elizabeth said.
"Elizabeth!" Will called cheerily, charging up to the helm with Amelia giggling at his heels. He
ran to the bow and glanced at the island. "Doesn't look too bad! We can take 'em!"
"Will, you be careful, too," his wife reminded him.
"Don't worry, dear! Me 'n' Jack have everything under control, right, Jack?" Will said,
smiling broadly toward the pirate.
"That we do," Jack retorted, grinning as well. He stooped down and pulled up a heavy sack.
"What's that for?" Will asked.
"It's for you to carry," Jack said lightly, pushing it into Will's arms so that he nearly toppled
over. Amelia laughed at her father's attempts to stay balanced upright with the bag in his
hands.
"Hey, you want to carry this?" Will asked his daughter, jokingly. She stuck her tongue out
at him. "Really, though, Jack," he said to the pirate, setting the bag down.
"You will see what it's for," Jack replied as the Black Pearl turned into a waterway, which,
at the end of it, was a lagoon with a ship anchored off to one side.
"What is that?" Elizabeth asked, indicating the name of the ship.
"I'm not sure - lookout!" Jack called up to the crow's nest. The midget was busy fiddling
with a puzzle game, but started when he heard his post being called. He peeped over the
side of the crow's nest.
"It's Lofty Ben, get it right!" the lookout midget snapped. "What is it you want, Captain?"
"What is the name of that ship ahead?" Jack called. ("Lofty Ben?…" Will muttered, faintly.)
"Tell us, quickly!"
The midget set his puzzle down and retracted his spyglass, gazing for a moment toward the
ship in the lagoon. "Something in some other language, Captain."
"Well, what is it?" Jack asked impatiently, steering the Black Pearl more toward the center
of the waterway.
"Lay Soo-ees… Poo-ee-sant," Lofty Ben sounded out. "Maybe it's English; I really can't
tell the difference with all them fancy words floating around."
The Pearl reached the end of the waterway and was entering the lagoon. Elizabeth, Amelia,
Jack and Will leaned over the railing and stared at the name on the side of the enemy ship.
"You know French, Amelia," Will said, nudging his daughter lightly, with a grin on his face.
"What's it say?"
"The…" Amelia cocked her head at the name.
"C'mon, Kiddo! What have you been learning in school?" Will encouraged the girl.
"The chipmunk… The Mighty Chipmunk," Amelia confirmed. Jack let out a snort of laughter.
"Well, The Mighty Chipmunk is in for it, now," he said. "Drop the anchor!" he shouted the
order. "Lower one rowboat!"
Will hoisted the sack over his shoulder and asked; "Is this your ransom money, Jack?"
"Aye, it is," the pirate replied.
"Feels more like a bagful of rocks," he commented, shifting it to his other shoulder.
"It is," Jack repeated, eyes glowing craftily. "But I figured this enemy crew is stupid and
wouldn't be able to tell the difference before it's too late." He headed for the rowboat with
Will grinning behind him.
"See you soon, Elizabeth," Will said. "Amelia, wish me luck!"
"Good luck, Daddy!" Amelia squealed, hugging him. She hopped up and down in her
excitement, which caused her dagger to jump out of her boot and clatter to the ground.
There was much staring, mostly at Elizabeth, frightfully. "Oops…" Amelia said, monotone.
*
"Dah dah deeeeee dum," Ozzy sang, boredly, kicking at a pebble while sitting in a
corner.
"Dum dum dah," Bob added, watching the pebble roll across the dusty ground. Ozzy
giggled.
"Deedleedee dee dee," Ozzy sang.
"Doo dahdee doo dum dah," Bob said, giggling as well.
"Will you two shut up?" Andrea suggested, busy picking her fingernails with a knife while
perched on a boulder inside the cave.
"Sorry, Captain," Ozzy said, glancing toward Yukon, who held Jim by the shoulders in the
back of the cave, furthest from the entrance. "It's just so boring waiting here."
"Looks like your wait is over, mate," Jack called loudly, appearing in the entranceway of
the cave. Andrea started and pulled her hat from over her eyes and dropped her knife.
She quickly gained her composure while Jim made a sound to alert his father where he
was at the same time as assuring him that he was all right.
"Jack Sparrow," Andrea addressed him, cockily. Jack turned his head to Andrea, and
when he saw her, his jaw dropped.
A/N: Sorry I couldn't get to the meaty stuff this time! I just can't bear to end this story so
soon! Yes mates, it's true; the next chapter shall be the last, methinks. Maybe one more.
Thank you all for reading! :D :D :D :D :D