Chapter 6
Jack picked up an apple on the table in a bowl and inspected it for a little bit of time before crunching into the tasty morsel. The crunch drew all their attention to Jack. His eyebrow perked up and he stared back at them, the apple still connected to his mouth. He licked his lips and put the apple down, "Sorry"
Jack's breaking the silence made Ivy spill her thoughts, "I don't want to go. I was sent here for a reason, I don't quite know the reason, but there is a reason. Jackie set the machine for 1773 for a particular reason and I don't think I have completed that reason." She was talking to herself but Will interrupted.
"Um…I think the reason is to prevent Jack from plundering off that merchant vessel…?," Will shrugged as Jack gave him a stern look that made Will quiet.
"But Jack said so himself," Ivy's hand rested on the table, so her back was to Elizabeth, "I was not to go on this ship."
"Precisely," Jack brightened up and straightened his back as if to impress someone.
"But what if Will is right?," piped up Elizabeth from behind Ivy. It made her spin around to see her clearly.
Ivy nodded and spun back around to Jack, "Elizabeth and Will could be right also. Then that would mean I get to sail your ship with you," Ivy beamed.
"Ah, but there is still the possibility of me saying no."
"But Jack," Ivy whined and stomped her feet just like a child. This impression made Will laugh. Ivy ignored him, "What if I am meant to do this?"
"You might not be meant to do it, if you don't come. If you do come, you will be stopping me from me plunderin'--"
"That's the point--"
"--and if yeh don't go…then yeh won't stop me.'
"I'm supposed to stop you," Ivy was getting impatient and this came out as a growl.
"What if you aren't?," persisted Jack.
"But I am--," Ivy got a little lightheaded "--supposed to." She finished her sentence. Jack opened his mouth to argue, but Ivy continued once more, "Come on, please let me. I might screw up and not stop you, you'll get your treasure, just as you wanted and I'll get to sail, just like I want to. See, just one adventure and I'll be out of your hair."
"Hey Jack," Will said in a childish voice. "How can you pass that up?"
"nyeah," Jack snarled.
Elizabeth let out a snort as Ivy left her satisfied smirk on her face.
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"Prepare to board! We make sail in a quarter!," yelled Ana Maria at the helm of the Black Pearl.
Ivy was only on the Pearl for at least a couple minutes and now she got to be on it again! Ivy squealed with glee and she ran up the wooden board.
Watching her feet on the ground, to make sure she wouldn't trip over anything, she saw another pair of boots. Ivy's eyes drew up to see Gibbs's smile. It was yellow and rather forced.
"…hi…?," Ivy said as if a tad bit annoyed yet confused.
"hello, you on your way to the deck?," Gibbs raised an eyebrow and smirked.
Ivy looked confused and put her hands on her hips, "Yes…and do you have a problem with that?" She said back to Gibbs with an attitude.
"I was given orders from that Captain, that you be not allowed on deck," he smiled a satisfied smile, like he had beaten her.
"Now why would Jack do that?," She said sarcastically. A snarl appeared on Ivy's lips and Gibbs' smile grew bigger even more. She walked a bit more and expected him to move, but instead, she just ran into him. Pursing her lips, Ivy spat, "'scuse me"
Gibbs didn't move.
With enough force, she moved him out of the way and walked onto the deck of the Black Pearl. It was wonderful. The black sails closing in on you as if you were in a storm. Just imagine it at night, Ivy thought dreamily.
Coming back from her Nighttime Pearl fantasy, she just remembered she was running from Gibbs. Seeing a small door under the steps to the helm, she ran. Gibbs followed behind her as she walked down the smooth crimson colored hallway, and onto the Captain's quarters.
"Ivy, your not supposed to be down here…This ship is off limits to you…Go back up deck and get onto the dock, Ivy…"
"Shut up," Ivy snapped, swishing her hand behind her back and not even hesitating to stop.
When she got to the door, leading to the Captain's Quarters, Ivy rapped her fist on the hard, chestnut wood.
"State yer business," Jack yelled through the door.
"We need to talk," Ivy yelled back, her eyes on the ground.
Gibbs stood behind her and yelled over her shoulder to Jack, "I couldn't stop 'er Jack. She forced her way through."
There was a slow pause and then the sound of Jack's muffled voice, "Yer not allowed here, Ivy" His voice drawled and he sounded bored.
"And who sa--," She didn't want to talk through a door anymore, so grabbing the handle, Ivy pushed her way in to find Jack sitting at a desk up by the gigantic window. "And who says I'm not allowed?," Ivy finished her sentence.
"I do," Jack barked and got up drunkenly.
"Well, I really don't care what you say now. I thought we agreed that I could sail aboard with y'all."
"That was what Will said--"
"Elizabeth too--"
"--and I never agreed with him," Jack said in a snarl like face. He smiled seeing how he caught Ivy in her own trap.
Ivy was pondering as she inspected the small room. It was a dark shade of scarlet, while a small bed sat in the corner. The smell in the room was a cinnamon/rum smell which made Ivy get a little drowsy.
She blinked a couple times and put on a sad puppy-dog face, with her eyes all big. No one could ever resist those big green eyes. Jack just stared back at Ivy, a smirk still upon his face and one of his eyebrows perked up. Gibbs on the other hand, still stood behind Ivy, his eyes darting from his captain to the intruder of his space.
"No," Jack said and he looked down at his papers on his small desk.
Ivy's eye twitched and she tried to hold her anger in. '10, 9, 8...,' she counted to herself. '…3, 2, 1...' "That's not fair!," she exclaimed being able to no longer hold in her anger.
Jack looked up at her and then gave Gibbs a quick look. Gibbs understood right away and was planning on dragging Ivy away, but as soon as his hand touched her arm, she shook him off fiercely and glared at Jack.
He sighed and responded to her response from his response that came from her, "Well then, it just proves to you that I'm not very fair."
Ivy rushed over to his desk, her lavender dress flowing behind her and she slammed her fists on the desk. There, he looked up at her in shock as she looked down at his face in anger. Her body leaned on the wooden table and she rocked back and forth.
Thinking for a little as Jack waited for her to move, Ivy spat out, "You know what, your right, Jack. It's too risky. I should just make like a tree, and leave," she started to head for the door, but paused after Gibbs moved out of the way. Her hand rested on the doorframe and she looked back over to the ceiling above Jack's head. "But where should I go?"
"The Tavern?," suggested Gibbs. Ivy's head whirled over to him and her lip twitched giving it that chapped effect.
Ivy said in a dramatic way, putting the back of her hand to her forehead, "I was just so out of it last night, The memory of the Tavern was just so fuzzy." she puffed out her lower lip, "Could someone please take me there?"
"Gibbs'll do the honor," Jack muttered not bothering to look up from the maps on the table in front of him.
"No," exclaimed Ivy really quickly. Jack's eyes went up to meet hers and she glanced from Gibbs to him. "I need Jack to come." Gibbs' brow furrowed at her and she nodded for him to leave, but he didn't. Again, Ivy thrust her head toward the door and soon enough, he left.
Another sigh came from Jack's mouth, "You know I'm not a fool--"
"not a fool indeed--," added Ivy but after she cut Jack off, he cut her off.
"--your up to something."
Ivy did a false shocked look and she turned away. "How could you think that?" Looking back over at Jack she added, "Please take me to the Tavern."
Growling with anger and exhaustion, Jack got up from his working space and grabbed her arm roughly, "As you said…" he tried to remember Ivy's tree comment. "um…let's just go."
Jack picked up an apple on the table in a bowl and inspected it for a little bit of time before crunching into the tasty morsel. The crunch drew all their attention to Jack. His eyebrow perked up and he stared back at them, the apple still connected to his mouth. He licked his lips and put the apple down, "Sorry"
Jack's breaking the silence made Ivy spill her thoughts, "I don't want to go. I was sent here for a reason, I don't quite know the reason, but there is a reason. Jackie set the machine for 1773 for a particular reason and I don't think I have completed that reason." She was talking to herself but Will interrupted.
"Um…I think the reason is to prevent Jack from plundering off that merchant vessel…?," Will shrugged as Jack gave him a stern look that made Will quiet.
"But Jack said so himself," Ivy's hand rested on the table, so her back was to Elizabeth, "I was not to go on this ship."
"Precisely," Jack brightened up and straightened his back as if to impress someone.
"But what if Will is right?," piped up Elizabeth from behind Ivy. It made her spin around to see her clearly.
Ivy nodded and spun back around to Jack, "Elizabeth and Will could be right also. Then that would mean I get to sail your ship with you," Ivy beamed.
"Ah, but there is still the possibility of me saying no."
"But Jack," Ivy whined and stomped her feet just like a child. This impression made Will laugh. Ivy ignored him, "What if I am meant to do this?"
"You might not be meant to do it, if you don't come. If you do come, you will be stopping me from me plunderin'--"
"That's the point--"
"--and if yeh don't go…then yeh won't stop me.'
"I'm supposed to stop you," Ivy was getting impatient and this came out as a growl.
"What if you aren't?," persisted Jack.
"But I am--," Ivy got a little lightheaded "--supposed to." She finished her sentence. Jack opened his mouth to argue, but Ivy continued once more, "Come on, please let me. I might screw up and not stop you, you'll get your treasure, just as you wanted and I'll get to sail, just like I want to. See, just one adventure and I'll be out of your hair."
"Hey Jack," Will said in a childish voice. "How can you pass that up?"
"nyeah," Jack snarled.
Elizabeth let out a snort as Ivy left her satisfied smirk on her face.
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"Prepare to board! We make sail in a quarter!," yelled Ana Maria at the helm of the Black Pearl.
Ivy was only on the Pearl for at least a couple minutes and now she got to be on it again! Ivy squealed with glee and she ran up the wooden board.
Watching her feet on the ground, to make sure she wouldn't trip over anything, she saw another pair of boots. Ivy's eyes drew up to see Gibbs's smile. It was yellow and rather forced.
"…hi…?," Ivy said as if a tad bit annoyed yet confused.
"hello, you on your way to the deck?," Gibbs raised an eyebrow and smirked.
Ivy looked confused and put her hands on her hips, "Yes…and do you have a problem with that?" She said back to Gibbs with an attitude.
"I was given orders from that Captain, that you be not allowed on deck," he smiled a satisfied smile, like he had beaten her.
"Now why would Jack do that?," She said sarcastically. A snarl appeared on Ivy's lips and Gibbs' smile grew bigger even more. She walked a bit more and expected him to move, but instead, she just ran into him. Pursing her lips, Ivy spat, "'scuse me"
Gibbs didn't move.
With enough force, she moved him out of the way and walked onto the deck of the Black Pearl. It was wonderful. The black sails closing in on you as if you were in a storm. Just imagine it at night, Ivy thought dreamily.
Coming back from her Nighttime Pearl fantasy, she just remembered she was running from Gibbs. Seeing a small door under the steps to the helm, she ran. Gibbs followed behind her as she walked down the smooth crimson colored hallway, and onto the Captain's quarters.
"Ivy, your not supposed to be down here…This ship is off limits to you…Go back up deck and get onto the dock, Ivy…"
"Shut up," Ivy snapped, swishing her hand behind her back and not even hesitating to stop.
When she got to the door, leading to the Captain's Quarters, Ivy rapped her fist on the hard, chestnut wood.
"State yer business," Jack yelled through the door.
"We need to talk," Ivy yelled back, her eyes on the ground.
Gibbs stood behind her and yelled over her shoulder to Jack, "I couldn't stop 'er Jack. She forced her way through."
There was a slow pause and then the sound of Jack's muffled voice, "Yer not allowed here, Ivy" His voice drawled and he sounded bored.
"And who sa--," She didn't want to talk through a door anymore, so grabbing the handle, Ivy pushed her way in to find Jack sitting at a desk up by the gigantic window. "And who says I'm not allowed?," Ivy finished her sentence.
"I do," Jack barked and got up drunkenly.
"Well, I really don't care what you say now. I thought we agreed that I could sail aboard with y'all."
"That was what Will said--"
"Elizabeth too--"
"--and I never agreed with him," Jack said in a snarl like face. He smiled seeing how he caught Ivy in her own trap.
Ivy was pondering as she inspected the small room. It was a dark shade of scarlet, while a small bed sat in the corner. The smell in the room was a cinnamon/rum smell which made Ivy get a little drowsy.
She blinked a couple times and put on a sad puppy-dog face, with her eyes all big. No one could ever resist those big green eyes. Jack just stared back at Ivy, a smirk still upon his face and one of his eyebrows perked up. Gibbs on the other hand, still stood behind Ivy, his eyes darting from his captain to the intruder of his space.
"No," Jack said and he looked down at his papers on his small desk.
Ivy's eye twitched and she tried to hold her anger in. '10, 9, 8...,' she counted to herself. '…3, 2, 1...' "That's not fair!," she exclaimed being able to no longer hold in her anger.
Jack looked up at her and then gave Gibbs a quick look. Gibbs understood right away and was planning on dragging Ivy away, but as soon as his hand touched her arm, she shook him off fiercely and glared at Jack.
He sighed and responded to her response from his response that came from her, "Well then, it just proves to you that I'm not very fair."
Ivy rushed over to his desk, her lavender dress flowing behind her and she slammed her fists on the desk. There, he looked up at her in shock as she looked down at his face in anger. Her body leaned on the wooden table and she rocked back and forth.
Thinking for a little as Jack waited for her to move, Ivy spat out, "You know what, your right, Jack. It's too risky. I should just make like a tree, and leave," she started to head for the door, but paused after Gibbs moved out of the way. Her hand rested on the doorframe and she looked back over to the ceiling above Jack's head. "But where should I go?"
"The Tavern?," suggested Gibbs. Ivy's head whirled over to him and her lip twitched giving it that chapped effect.
Ivy said in a dramatic way, putting the back of her hand to her forehead, "I was just so out of it last night, The memory of the Tavern was just so fuzzy." she puffed out her lower lip, "Could someone please take me there?"
"Gibbs'll do the honor," Jack muttered not bothering to look up from the maps on the table in front of him.
"No," exclaimed Ivy really quickly. Jack's eyes went up to meet hers and she glanced from Gibbs to him. "I need Jack to come." Gibbs' brow furrowed at her and she nodded for him to leave, but he didn't. Again, Ivy thrust her head toward the door and soon enough, he left.
Another sigh came from Jack's mouth, "You know I'm not a fool--"
"not a fool indeed--," added Ivy but after she cut Jack off, he cut her off.
"--your up to something."
Ivy did a false shocked look and she turned away. "How could you think that?" Looking back over at Jack she added, "Please take me to the Tavern."
Growling with anger and exhaustion, Jack got up from his working space and grabbed her arm roughly, "As you said…" he tried to remember Ivy's tree comment. "um…let's just go."
