Ch.7
As soon as Squid Killer had dragged his two captives out of sight of the shipyard, he released them. Jack had a smug smile on his face.
"Well, my dear," he said, looking at Ana. "What do you think of 'the plan' now?"
"Don't look so happy yet, Mr. Sparrow." she replied. "This little plot of yours isn't quite finished."
"Yes, well, I'd say we can expect it to go quite well, given the success of our first attempt. You're a wonderful player, love! Quite convincing. The fainting was a nice touch."
Ana laughed. "Ooh! Not pirates!" she squealed, imitating her former performance. They all laughed as they made their way down to the beach and piled into one of the lifeboats. Squid Killer began to row quickly towards the Black Pearl. The second part of "the plan" was about to unfold.
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Back at the shipyard, the rest of Jack's crew was busy grabbing as much timber, tar, and other supplies as they could, and hauling their prizes down to their boats. They received no small number of suspicious looks, but no one tried to stop them, as they didn't appear to be of a very friendly sort. Mr. Brown remained locked in his office, with Shark Guts watching him.
After the crew had packed as much as possible into their small boats, Mr. Gibbs summoned Shark Guts, leaving Mr. Brown huddled alone behind his desk, and they began the slow job of rowing the supplies across the bay. Eventually, Mr. Brown decided to peek around the corner of his desk. The pirates were gone. Shaking with fear, the poor little man stood up and scurried to the window. The shipyard was empty, of both pirates and timber. Now a new feeling, anger, washed over Mr. Brown. 'Bloody pirates!' he thought to himself.
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Ana watched in the gathering twilight as several small boats bobbed across the water towards her. They sat low in the water, filled to the brim with the crew's various spoils. She had a small smile on her face. She had to admit, the plan had been a good one. If the authorities tried to question them, Ana and Jack could simply don their merchantly garb. Mr. Brown would immediately recognize them as those poor souls who were taken captive. In fact, he'd probably be relieved to find them alive. Maybe even apologize for the whole ordeal...
Suddenly, she heard a commotion behind her. Jack shot out of the galley onto the deck, followed by Cook. Cook, despite his hefty girth, moved surprisingly fast, and brandished a frying pan above his head.
"Ya vile cur!!! That's me finest rum!! I dunna care how happy ye are, ya don't need eight bottles!!" He was gaining on Jack, who was weighed down by the numerous bottles of rum which he carried in his hands and in his jacket.
Jack, spying Ana Maria, darted under Cook's frying pan and ran to her. He huddled behind her, clutching his rum.
Cook stormed up to the two pirates. "Ya can't hide there forever, Jack!"
"It's CAPTAIN Jack, and yes, yes I can."
Ana Maria cut in. "No, you can't! I'm going to have to move sometime!"
"No you won't. Now stay out of this."
"I will not stay out of this! In fact, I think perhaps I don't want to be your human shield anymore." Ana yanked her shoulder from Jack's grasp and strolled away, leaving Jack cornered by Cook.
Cook laughed "Ha ha!! Lookit that! Even the ladies can't stand to be close ta ya!!"
"I wouldn't say that, Cook. Your mother seemed rather eager to be close to me. Quite close, as it were..."
Cook let out yell of rage. Ana cringed as she heard the noises from the ensuing battle.
"Errgg!!! Get offer me! Ya great oaf! Yer going to crush the rum!!"
~~~~~ Well., there you go. Sorry, I'm a bit rusty, I haven't written in a while. Hope you enjoy!
As soon as Squid Killer had dragged his two captives out of sight of the shipyard, he released them. Jack had a smug smile on his face.
"Well, my dear," he said, looking at Ana. "What do you think of 'the plan' now?"
"Don't look so happy yet, Mr. Sparrow." she replied. "This little plot of yours isn't quite finished."
"Yes, well, I'd say we can expect it to go quite well, given the success of our first attempt. You're a wonderful player, love! Quite convincing. The fainting was a nice touch."
Ana laughed. "Ooh! Not pirates!" she squealed, imitating her former performance. They all laughed as they made their way down to the beach and piled into one of the lifeboats. Squid Killer began to row quickly towards the Black Pearl. The second part of "the plan" was about to unfold.
~~~~~~~~~
Back at the shipyard, the rest of Jack's crew was busy grabbing as much timber, tar, and other supplies as they could, and hauling their prizes down to their boats. They received no small number of suspicious looks, but no one tried to stop them, as they didn't appear to be of a very friendly sort. Mr. Brown remained locked in his office, with Shark Guts watching him.
After the crew had packed as much as possible into their small boats, Mr. Gibbs summoned Shark Guts, leaving Mr. Brown huddled alone behind his desk, and they began the slow job of rowing the supplies across the bay. Eventually, Mr. Brown decided to peek around the corner of his desk. The pirates were gone. Shaking with fear, the poor little man stood up and scurried to the window. The shipyard was empty, of both pirates and timber. Now a new feeling, anger, washed over Mr. Brown. 'Bloody pirates!' he thought to himself.
~~~~~~~~~
Ana watched in the gathering twilight as several small boats bobbed across the water towards her. They sat low in the water, filled to the brim with the crew's various spoils. She had a small smile on her face. She had to admit, the plan had been a good one. If the authorities tried to question them, Ana and Jack could simply don their merchantly garb. Mr. Brown would immediately recognize them as those poor souls who were taken captive. In fact, he'd probably be relieved to find them alive. Maybe even apologize for the whole ordeal...
Suddenly, she heard a commotion behind her. Jack shot out of the galley onto the deck, followed by Cook. Cook, despite his hefty girth, moved surprisingly fast, and brandished a frying pan above his head.
"Ya vile cur!!! That's me finest rum!! I dunna care how happy ye are, ya don't need eight bottles!!" He was gaining on Jack, who was weighed down by the numerous bottles of rum which he carried in his hands and in his jacket.
Jack, spying Ana Maria, darted under Cook's frying pan and ran to her. He huddled behind her, clutching his rum.
Cook stormed up to the two pirates. "Ya can't hide there forever, Jack!"
"It's CAPTAIN Jack, and yes, yes I can."
Ana Maria cut in. "No, you can't! I'm going to have to move sometime!"
"No you won't. Now stay out of this."
"I will not stay out of this! In fact, I think perhaps I don't want to be your human shield anymore." Ana yanked her shoulder from Jack's grasp and strolled away, leaving Jack cornered by Cook.
Cook laughed "Ha ha!! Lookit that! Even the ladies can't stand to be close ta ya!!"
"I wouldn't say that, Cook. Your mother seemed rather eager to be close to me. Quite close, as it were..."
Cook let out yell of rage. Ana cringed as she heard the noises from the ensuing battle.
"Errgg!!! Get offer me! Ya great oaf! Yer going to crush the rum!!"
~~~~~ Well., there you go. Sorry, I'm a bit rusty, I haven't written in a while. Hope you enjoy!
