A/N: Sorry I'm sorry really sorry. Really I am, you have to believe me here
people. I'm just a lazy bum that lounges around consuming chocolate and
watching Johnny Depp movies! Really ask my beta! She knows! Well what I'm
trying to say is, please don't flog me for not updating. I've been
in.....Mexico.....where computers don't exist. Hanging out with Agent Sheldon
Jeffrey Sands. Ok maybe a better way to express my deep deep regret is to
get on with the chapter eh? That would be best...
Chapter 5: None of This Now
Ana was at the wheel. Her hands were clenched around the wooden spokes so tightly that her fingers were beginning to make a slight indent. Strands of dark hair were flying free of her bandana, she hadn't slept for a while, and there were dark circles under her eyes. Also, as a side note, all men are stupid.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~`The Day Before`~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Will was up and about, Ana had visited him once again, words of a threatening nature were said, and miraculously Will recovered enough to do ship work. That however was about 3 days before this day before. Ever since Will had found his 'sea legs' (to the astonishment of the rest of the crew) he had stayed very far away from a certain captain (Jack...) This at first was nice. Until:
"Ana, could you tell Jack the brig has a leak?"
"Ana could you tell Jack the sail has been mended?"
"Ana, could you tell Jack that we're approaching port?"
"Ana, coul' ye tell the whelp tha' we need more rum?"
"Why a'e you doin it too?"
"Oh. I though' tha's what we were doing... No?"
It had been tedious to say the least.
But the day before (yesterday) the usually well-stocked Pearl had run out of rum. Which was interesting. However it was not so interesting for Jack as it was catastrophic. He had shut himself in his cabin and refused to come out. This was very fascinating for the crew, who had decided that no captain meant no work.
Ana had tried to keep them in line for a while, but her hand had gotten sore from slapping so many faces. Will had stood by her for a time, but he kept meandering out of his line of work to pace frantically outside of Jack's door. So Ana had eventually excused him from duty.
Will ventured knocking on the captain's door, but was only received with: "Are ye rum?"
"No-Jack I-"
"Go away then! ^incoherent mumbling about rum and rum accessories^"
It had all been very trying for Ana.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~` 3 Days Later`~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (Or rather 2 days after the beginning, and 3 days after the middle.)
Jack had been sitting in his cabin for 3 days now, in various positions of disarray: slumped over chairs, hanging from the chandelier, jerking off, etc. At the moment he was resting his head in the ship's porthole window, staring puppy-like into the horizon. There was a knock on the door. Not unlike the knocks that had been plaguing his existence whilst he was trying to be morose. Bloody whelp. However, it was...sweet of him to worry. Do pirates use that word? He thought not, but in a world without rum anything was plausible.
The knocking continued.
"Is et rum?"
"Yes actually." Came the reply from the other side.
Jack leapt to his feet and scrambled over to the door, dread-locks akimbo. He flung open the door which smacked across the wall with a healthy bang.
Was not actually rum.....was Will. WITH RUM!
"Oh Will me darlin perfec' angel of all thing's black n' weasly! Ye've brough' me my rum!"
Jack grasped the boys shoulders and pulled him into his cabin.
"Oh William I coul' just abou' marry ye right now!"
"Really?"
Will was not however answered as several bottles had been opened. Jack had never ceased his dancing.
"Oh happy day! The rum be here! Hooray!" he suddenly stopped and gave Will a side ways look. "An' look....ye brought et for me...." Tears started to well in his dark eyes. "Bless ye ladie..." he swept Will up in a giant pirate/bear hug and began kissing him madly.
Will blushed.
TBC:
Jack: THE RUM WA' GONE!
JSW: It came back.....
Jack: Et wa' gone........
JSW: But now, it's back.
Will: Ta-da!
JSW: As is Will!
Jack:......
JSW: I'm sorry Will love, he's a bit distraught right now.
Will: Ok. So an elf in leather wouldn't be what he'd want to see right now?
JSW: Uuum no......
Will: Ok well then don't go in the 4th floor storage closet. I'll be right back.....
^silence^
JSW: oooooooooook........
Chapter 5: None of This Now
Ana was at the wheel. Her hands were clenched around the wooden spokes so tightly that her fingers were beginning to make a slight indent. Strands of dark hair were flying free of her bandana, she hadn't slept for a while, and there were dark circles under her eyes. Also, as a side note, all men are stupid.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~`The Day Before`~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Will was up and about, Ana had visited him once again, words of a threatening nature were said, and miraculously Will recovered enough to do ship work. That however was about 3 days before this day before. Ever since Will had found his 'sea legs' (to the astonishment of the rest of the crew) he had stayed very far away from a certain captain (Jack...) This at first was nice. Until:
"Ana, could you tell Jack the brig has a leak?"
"Ana could you tell Jack the sail has been mended?"
"Ana, could you tell Jack that we're approaching port?"
"Ana, coul' ye tell the whelp tha' we need more rum?"
"Why a'e you doin it too?"
"Oh. I though' tha's what we were doing... No?"
It had been tedious to say the least.
But the day before (yesterday) the usually well-stocked Pearl had run out of rum. Which was interesting. However it was not so interesting for Jack as it was catastrophic. He had shut himself in his cabin and refused to come out. This was very fascinating for the crew, who had decided that no captain meant no work.
Ana had tried to keep them in line for a while, but her hand had gotten sore from slapping so many faces. Will had stood by her for a time, but he kept meandering out of his line of work to pace frantically outside of Jack's door. So Ana had eventually excused him from duty.
Will ventured knocking on the captain's door, but was only received with: "Are ye rum?"
"No-Jack I-"
"Go away then! ^incoherent mumbling about rum and rum accessories^"
It had all been very trying for Ana.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~` 3 Days Later`~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (Or rather 2 days after the beginning, and 3 days after the middle.)
Jack had been sitting in his cabin for 3 days now, in various positions of disarray: slumped over chairs, hanging from the chandelier, jerking off, etc. At the moment he was resting his head in the ship's porthole window, staring puppy-like into the horizon. There was a knock on the door. Not unlike the knocks that had been plaguing his existence whilst he was trying to be morose. Bloody whelp. However, it was...sweet of him to worry. Do pirates use that word? He thought not, but in a world without rum anything was plausible.
The knocking continued.
"Is et rum?"
"Yes actually." Came the reply from the other side.
Jack leapt to his feet and scrambled over to the door, dread-locks akimbo. He flung open the door which smacked across the wall with a healthy bang.
Was not actually rum.....was Will. WITH RUM!
"Oh Will me darlin perfec' angel of all thing's black n' weasly! Ye've brough' me my rum!"
Jack grasped the boys shoulders and pulled him into his cabin.
"Oh William I coul' just abou' marry ye right now!"
"Really?"
Will was not however answered as several bottles had been opened. Jack had never ceased his dancing.
"Oh happy day! The rum be here! Hooray!" he suddenly stopped and gave Will a side ways look. "An' look....ye brought et for me...." Tears started to well in his dark eyes. "Bless ye ladie..." he swept Will up in a giant pirate/bear hug and began kissing him madly.
Will blushed.
TBC:
Jack: THE RUM WA' GONE!
JSW: It came back.....
Jack: Et wa' gone........
JSW: But now, it's back.
Will: Ta-da!
JSW: As is Will!
Jack:......
JSW: I'm sorry Will love, he's a bit distraught right now.
Will: Ok. So an elf in leather wouldn't be what he'd want to see right now?
JSW: Uuum no......
Will: Ok well then don't go in the 4th floor storage closet. I'll be right back.....
^silence^
JSW: oooooooooook........