Commandeering The Rum

Anne Parkington

Chapter 4

An: yeah yeah, It took a long time for me to update, but I've had a lot on my mind lately and . . am still kind of finding it hard to type this. . but I'm doing it for you all!

          The next day Tara packed a picnic lunch- because after she stole the rum she was planning on running back, hiding it in her room and THEN meeting Jack there. I mean, after all she DID kind of like him. He did have beautiful deep mysterious eyes. . . but he was a tad too wild for her. When she thought about marriage she pictured herself being home with her children, relaxing on the porch and silly things like that. If she EVER married a man like Jack, or even Will for that matter, it would make all of her dreams of a 'perfect' life impossible. Pirates don't settle down . . . that was inconceivable.

She finished packing and made her way out the door. She caught sigh of Jack walking to their meeting point and hid in a bush for a moment. She finally got into his ship and started looking for the rum.

          400 feet from the pearl sat a slightly smaller dark boat called la perle noire, which really meant  The Black Pearl in French. See, they wanted their boat to be the Black Pearl, but that was already taken so they changed it to French. Anyway, this boat was a black ship with tall black masts and dark maroon sails. Standing on Deck and looking through a worn out telescope was the worst-pirate-ever wanna-be, Jacque which was really Jack in French. On his shoulder sat his parrot, Parle which is talk in French, which is what parrots do.  He had a crew with him as well but he hadn't gotten around to giving them French names yet. He has a bit obsessed and was quite the wanna-be. He admired Captain Jack Sparrow a little TOO much for his girlfriend's taste and she dumped him for a more original pirate. Stricken with grief Jacque gathered his crew and decided to set out and KILL the Captain, so then their would be only one, and Jacque would no longer be a wanna-be. The plan held brilliant in his eyes and there was no one who could stop him.

          Looking through his telescope he caught sight of Tara and decided that she must be his lady fair and could pose and perfect bait for luring the Captain in to his clutches.

          Tara rummaged through a chest angrily. She hadn't found one single drop of rum anywhere. Then it dawned on her, what an IDIOT she was! It was a picnic and he probably brought the rum WITH him to have with their lunch.

"GAHHH!!" she shrieked, kicking a post. Suddenly the door burst open and 3 unfamiliar pirates burst into Jack's cabin and grabbed and gagged her.

"Come with us luv, and no one gets hurt.", Hissed on into her ear, withdrawing a knife from his pocket. Her eyes widened with fear as she was dumped into an awaiting row boat. She thrashed as much she could but they held her down to prevent her from tipping over the boat and therefore getting free. She struggled a little and managed to free her mouth from which a high pitched "HEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!" Erupted from.

          Jack, waiting on the hill suddenly looked over to the port. He took out his telescope and saw a few pirates commandeering Tara. He dropped the rum bottle he was holding and dashed down the hill, leapt into the water and started swimming towards the row boat.

          The pirates lifted Tara up upon their ship and dragged her to the Captain. . .

          Jack climbed up onto the deck of the ship and walked slowly towards the Captain.

"Captain Jack Sparrow. . . . on my ship, what an honor.  .but this will be the last ship ye ever stand on! So say good bye to your  bonnie lass!" Jacque cried.

My Bonnie Lass?? Jack wondered. They pushed Tara forward, still holding a knife to her throat.

"That's not my bonnie lass! I don't HAVE a bonnie lass!" Jack laughed.

"Then what was she doing in your cabin?" Asked one of the pirates.

Jack's eyes narrowed 'What was ye doing in me cabin?" He asked.  Tara's eyes fell.

"YOU LITTLE SNEAK! I'LL KILL YE!! YE TRICKED ME!! PICNIC HA!!!!" He lunged for Tara but was held back by a few of the stronger pirates. "I'll get ye for this poppet, just you wait!" he snarled.

Suddenly a cannon was shot a little too close for comfort at the ship.

"Father!" Tara cried. The pirates exchanged nervous looks.

"All right ye bilge rats! Set sail!" Jacque cried. The crew skattered about doing their jobs, and the prisoners were thrown into the hold below, into two separate cells.

"Ye tricked me you conniving little wretch!!" Jack cried at her.

"Oh, and you're honest all the time!" Tara screamed back.

"NO! But I don't go around getting people's hopes up and then dropping them! I don't play that way, not with my ladies." Jack sneered and turned his back on her.  Suddenly it dawned on Tara that perhaps the picnic meant more to him than it did to her. Could it be possible? Could Jack have actually fancied her? And she used that to her advantage and hurt him. She felt awful, like she was just stabbed through the heart, and now look at the mess they were in. . . she slid to the floor, and let out a choked sob.

An: Kind of short. . . kinda blah blah blahbity blah blah. .  .yeah. . . and OC jack, lotsa fun.  ..