Pirates of the Caribbean - The Sequel
Chapter 3 - Scrubbing the Decks
By Silvyr Crowe
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Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean, neither the Movie nor the ride, nor do I own Jack Sparrow, played by Johnny Depp(Did you know he is #2 on America's list of top ten sexy men? *drool*), Will Turner , played by Orlando Bloom(ain't even UP there!), or Miss Swann, played by Kiera Knightly, if thats how you spell here name. Movie is owned by Disney and Jerry Bruckheimer. Ride owned by Disney. Disney owns lots. So there. :P Enjoy the fic!!
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After what Ana Maria said, Elizabeth changed into the trousers, shirt, and boots.
"Oh....this hair..." she said while holding her locks up and letting them fall. "It shall have to go." she added as she searched around for a blade of any sorts, when she noticed that a six-inch long dagger with an ivory hilt. Engraved in gold was the name 'Liz'.
"How sweet of you, Jack." she said, and proceeded to cut her hair to about four inches all around. When done, she pulled a violet bandana out of nowhere and wrapped it around her head. She carefully replaced her knife in its sheath in her boot, and walked up to deck.
"Remind me to get William to teach me how to use those thingys properly," she said to herself. When she finally reached deck, who was waiting but none other than Jack Sparrow.
"What's takin' her so long...." he started to say, then noticed that she was mere feet from him. "Aye....there ye are, love. Nice hair. Very becomin' of ye."
"What do you want, Jackie?" she asked with a smirk on her face.
"No no no......don't call me Jackie. Jacko's fine, but Jackie......makes me sound.....fruity. It would help, since ye ARE a member o' my crew, teh call me Cap'n. Ev'n Jack, Jacko, Mr. Sparrow, whatev'r. But NOT Jackie..."he explained in depth, then quickly changed the subject. "Sleep well?"
"No..." she started to say, thought about it, and quickly changed it to a "Yes."
"Aye....." Jack said with a very slight look of doubt on his face. "Anyways, ye're goin' teh need that rest, love."
"May I ask why?"
"Ye ARE a member of the Black Pearl, love. So ye ARE goin' teh be doin' some work." he said whilst smirking back. "I see ye found the dagger I gave ye...."
"Yes, Jack, I obviously used it to cut my hair...."
"Aye...hadn't thought 'bout that. That damned rum. Gettin' teh my head." he explained, pointing to his skull.
"It's only STARTING to get to your head?"
"Consider it good that ye're a lady."
"Why?"
"If ye were some man, say Will for example, I would've told ye teh do a couple o' things that a man can't....well....say teh a woman. I 'ave some moral in me ye know...."
"Honestly just because I'm a woman...."
"Aye. That's exactly why. Now then, ye get the extreme honor o' scrubbin' the deck," he said, quite cheerfully, as he handed her a rag and a pail.
"Will do, captain," she said with a forced smile on her face as she took them.
"A smile's good enough for me, lov," he said, " I was partly kiddin' 'bout the scrubbin' part. I got Gibbs teh do it before ye woke. But since ye want teh do it sooooo badly, I think I'll let ye." and he smiled.
"Thank you, Jack." she said, and all of a sudden she was quite happy.
"Ye're welcome," he said back.
"Oh, not you, I named the rag Jack." she replied with a smile on her face.
"Aye.....I see. But ye forgot one thing, love....."
"And what would that be?"
"It's CAPTAIN Jack SPARROW, love," he said mischieviously, and grinned. Elizabeth smiled politely.
"Let us stop fighting, captain. After all, we would not want the rum barrels to ACCIDENTALLY light on fire........"
"No....no...no no no... Not again, love, not again..." he started to plead.
"Don't call me love...."
"Okay then, LIZ!" he emphasized immaturely.
"Hey that sounds nice. Liz it is then." she said finally, ending the arguement. "So it's onl scrubbing decks?" she inquired, "this will get me some muscles..."
"Aye, love, an' after, I have told Will teh instruct ye on usin' a sword. Daggers are good, but he has ov'r ten swords in there he can use..." he said. "See? I'm not that stupid.." he joked, "I can count past ten..."
"Yes, and I suppose once you get past twenty-one you'll be stuck won't you?"
"Twenty-one?" he asked, then it clicked. "Oh...ohhh......there'll be none o' those jokes, lass. Not teh sound opionated or anythin', which o' course I am, but ye're a woman. Ev'n Ana doesn't say thin's like that." he sighed.
"Okay, but are you sure that I can't...."
"No. I took it as an insult too, ye know."
"Why ever for?"
"If ye can compare it teh a finger, it's an insult." he said softly, well, softly for Jack anyways, and continued. "Not teh mention my intelligence is higher than that."
"So why does Will have to teach me again?" she asked quickly, changing the subject. "Why can't...perhaps you.....teach me?"
"Well, love, I COULD teach ye, but I AM this ship's cap'n. Too much work. Too much rum teh drink. Plus, ye get teh learn morefrom me when Will can't teach anymore." he said and smiled. "For instance, how teh cheat..."
"I suppose you WOULD be good at doing that, Jack. And I thought I asked you not to call me love..."
"Well, I took yer request into consideration. Seriously, I did. I jus' decided teh call ye love anyways, love. Liz doesn't suit ye quite as well, an' Elizabeth is a mouthful. So there ye go," he explained, then added "love." and smirked.
"Oooookay Jack. I shall be off now," and with that, she did go off and begin scrubbing said decks.
"That's better..." Jack said, and went up to the wheel....when.....
SQUAWK!
"What the bloody hell?" he yelled to no one in particular.
SPLAT! and there came a pile of milky white bird dung straight down on the deck, inches away from him. Jack moved a little to the side.
Splat! right where he was standing landed a simliar substance.
"Stop..." he said as he moved, and SPLAT! "crappin'.." SPLAT! "on....." SPLAT! "my..." SPLAT! "my....." SPLAT! "SHIP!!" he yelled to the parrot, who had just left a trail of feces on the deck in a drunken swaggering path where the captain had walked. Elizabeth just sighed and scrubbed harder.
SPLAT! came a pile of crap right down on our favorite captain's head.
"Ye stupid little bird....I swear I'll ring yer little neck..." he grumbled.
"Aww.....calm down, Jack. After all, you DID tell it to stop crapping on the ship. You did not say anything about your head." Elizabeth chuckled, obviously trying to hold in much more laughter than she could.
"An' what else do ye think's so funny?"
"Your hat.....looks like....." she started to say, then burst out laughing as Ana Maria came in with a look of utter shock on her face and then proceeded to do the same. " a snow capped mountain!! and with that, Ana Maria fell over in tears of humor. Jack, who had somehow forgotten that his hat was on his head, gasped in disbelief.
"My hat! My hat! Ye little son o' a....." he started to shout at the bird.
"Temper, temper, Jack. You're in the presence of two ladies, mind you, and your manners, that is." both Elizabeth and Ana Maria chided.
"I'm sure that I'll have a talk wit' that man 'bout keepin' his pets inside his quarters," he said, still angry. "Tonuge or no tongue...Ladies," he said somewhat politely, and tipped his hat, which caused a load of dung to drop onto his shoes, which made the two women laugh all the harder. "My boots! Aye, he's goin' teh get it, that man....." he grumbled as he strung various curses under his breath. He walked, for once, not swaggered, straight to the mute man's quarters. Ana Maria, however, turned and started to converse with Elizabeth.
"So.....cap'n makin' ye scrub teh decks, I see?"
"Yes...what is it to you?"
"More and more a pirate e'ry day, mate." she said. "I was jus' goin' teh ask if ye needed any help, but since ye seem teh be doin' fine on yer own, I guess I'll jus'......"
"No, wait Ana! I could use some help..." she admitted.
"Though' so.." Ana replied as she grabbed a mop and quickly wied the bird feces off.
"So.......why are you helping me?" Elizabeth asked somewhat suspiciously.
"Because a woman looks ou' fer another woman. There's only two o' us here. We got teh stick up fer one anot'r. Part of teh code, ye know."
"The Pirate Code?"
"No....the Women's Code, o' course." Ana joked and winked. "Plus, ye can't let Jack pick on ye that way..."
"Why?"
"It's his way o' hittin' on teh ladies," she said, still smirking. "So, unless ye WANT teh fall for teh cap'n, ye might want teh stand yer ground."
"I see.....I'd rather stick to Will.umm, I mean, being single anyways."
"Aye. But don't worry, mate, ev'ryone on 'ere already knows ye're head ov'r heels fer Mr. Turner."
"Really." she said finally. Within five more minutes the deck was spotless, in fact, if unpolished wood could shine this would be a perfect example. The two female pirates stood up, pleased with their results.
"That looks bett'r than it 'as in years, Liz!" Ana exclaimed. "Perfect fer sword fights..." she started.
"That reminds me, Ana! I have to go to Will so he can teach me.." she said as ran off to his room. "See you later!"
Chapter 3 - Scrubbing the Decks
By Silvyr Crowe
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Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean, neither the Movie nor the ride, nor do I own Jack Sparrow, played by Johnny Depp(Did you know he is #2 on America's list of top ten sexy men? *drool*), Will Turner , played by Orlando Bloom(ain't even UP there!), or Miss Swann, played by Kiera Knightly, if thats how you spell here name. Movie is owned by Disney and Jerry Bruckheimer. Ride owned by Disney. Disney owns lots. So there. :P Enjoy the fic!!
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More Reviews!! Weeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!
Aarien Star & Amy: Yep, uh oh! Vision it is, you don't know why, you don't what, but you won't see any more of it until around chapter 6 or later. So you'll just have to waaaaiiiiiiiiit...........heehee ^_^
Mornie Alantie: Yay! I shall keep writing, won't I mate? Jack: *nods* Yea, Jack is currently my muse too....hehe
Freak of Nature: Yay Cookies!!! I love you!! *hug*
Takari_Shipper: And I love you too!!!!!!! I feel soooo special! *hug*
Let the fic begin!
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After what Ana Maria said, Elizabeth changed into the trousers, shirt, and boots.
"Oh....this hair..." she said while holding her locks up and letting them fall. "It shall have to go." she added as she searched around for a blade of any sorts, when she noticed that a six-inch long dagger with an ivory hilt. Engraved in gold was the name 'Liz'.
"How sweet of you, Jack." she said, and proceeded to cut her hair to about four inches all around. When done, she pulled a violet bandana out of nowhere and wrapped it around her head. She carefully replaced her knife in its sheath in her boot, and walked up to deck.
"Remind me to get William to teach me how to use those thingys properly," she said to herself. When she finally reached deck, who was waiting but none other than Jack Sparrow.
"What's takin' her so long...." he started to say, then noticed that she was mere feet from him. "Aye....there ye are, love. Nice hair. Very becomin' of ye."
"What do you want, Jackie?" she asked with a smirk on her face.
"No no no......don't call me Jackie. Jacko's fine, but Jackie......makes me sound.....fruity. It would help, since ye ARE a member o' my crew, teh call me Cap'n. Ev'n Jack, Jacko, Mr. Sparrow, whatev'r. But NOT Jackie..."he explained in depth, then quickly changed the subject. "Sleep well?"
"No..." she started to say, thought about it, and quickly changed it to a "Yes."
"Aye....." Jack said with a very slight look of doubt on his face. "Anyways, ye're goin' teh need that rest, love."
"May I ask why?"
"Ye ARE a member of the Black Pearl, love. So ye ARE goin' teh be doin' some work." he said whilst smirking back. "I see ye found the dagger I gave ye...."
"Yes, Jack, I obviously used it to cut my hair...."
"Aye...hadn't thought 'bout that. That damned rum. Gettin' teh my head." he explained, pointing to his skull.
"It's only STARTING to get to your head?"
"Consider it good that ye're a lady."
"Why?"
"If ye were some man, say Will for example, I would've told ye teh do a couple o' things that a man can't....well....say teh a woman. I 'ave some moral in me ye know...."
"Honestly just because I'm a woman...."
"Aye. That's exactly why. Now then, ye get the extreme honor o' scrubbin' the deck," he said, quite cheerfully, as he handed her a rag and a pail.
"Will do, captain," she said with a forced smile on her face as she took them.
"A smile's good enough for me, lov," he said, " I was partly kiddin' 'bout the scrubbin' part. I got Gibbs teh do it before ye woke. But since ye want teh do it sooooo badly, I think I'll let ye." and he smiled.
"Thank you, Jack." she said, and all of a sudden she was quite happy.
"Ye're welcome," he said back.
"Oh, not you, I named the rag Jack." she replied with a smile on her face.
"Aye.....I see. But ye forgot one thing, love....."
"And what would that be?"
"It's CAPTAIN Jack SPARROW, love," he said mischieviously, and grinned. Elizabeth smiled politely.
"Let us stop fighting, captain. After all, we would not want the rum barrels to ACCIDENTALLY light on fire........"
"No....no...no no no... Not again, love, not again..." he started to plead.
"Don't call me love...."
"Okay then, LIZ!" he emphasized immaturely.
"Hey that sounds nice. Liz it is then." she said finally, ending the arguement. "So it's onl scrubbing decks?" she inquired, "this will get me some muscles..."
"Aye, love, an' after, I have told Will teh instruct ye on usin' a sword. Daggers are good, but he has ov'r ten swords in there he can use..." he said. "See? I'm not that stupid.." he joked, "I can count past ten..."
"Yes, and I suppose once you get past twenty-one you'll be stuck won't you?"
"Twenty-one?" he asked, then it clicked. "Oh...ohhh......there'll be none o' those jokes, lass. Not teh sound opionated or anythin', which o' course I am, but ye're a woman. Ev'n Ana doesn't say thin's like that." he sighed.
"Okay, but are you sure that I can't...."
"No. I took it as an insult too, ye know."
"Why ever for?"
"If ye can compare it teh a finger, it's an insult." he said softly, well, softly for Jack anyways, and continued. "Not teh mention my intelligence is higher than that."
"So why does Will have to teach me again?" she asked quickly, changing the subject. "Why can't...perhaps you.....teach me?"
"Well, love, I COULD teach ye, but I AM this ship's cap'n. Too much work. Too much rum teh drink. Plus, ye get teh learn morefrom me when Will can't teach anymore." he said and smiled. "For instance, how teh cheat..."
"I suppose you WOULD be good at doing that, Jack. And I thought I asked you not to call me love..."
"Well, I took yer request into consideration. Seriously, I did. I jus' decided teh call ye love anyways, love. Liz doesn't suit ye quite as well, an' Elizabeth is a mouthful. So there ye go," he explained, then added "love." and smirked.
"Oooookay Jack. I shall be off now," and with that, she did go off and begin scrubbing said decks.
"That's better..." Jack said, and went up to the wheel....when.....
SQUAWK!
"What the bloody hell?" he yelled to no one in particular.
SPLAT! and there came a pile of milky white bird dung straight down on the deck, inches away from him. Jack moved a little to the side.
Splat! right where he was standing landed a simliar substance.
"Stop..." he said as he moved, and SPLAT! "crappin'.." SPLAT! "on....." SPLAT! "my..." SPLAT! "my....." SPLAT! "SHIP!!" he yelled to the parrot, who had just left a trail of feces on the deck in a drunken swaggering path where the captain had walked. Elizabeth just sighed and scrubbed harder.
SPLAT! came a pile of crap right down on our favorite captain's head.
"Ye stupid little bird....I swear I'll ring yer little neck..." he grumbled.
"Aww.....calm down, Jack. After all, you DID tell it to stop crapping on the ship. You did not say anything about your head." Elizabeth chuckled, obviously trying to hold in much more laughter than she could.
"An' what else do ye think's so funny?"
"Your hat.....looks like....." she started to say, then burst out laughing as Ana Maria came in with a look of utter shock on her face and then proceeded to do the same. " a snow capped mountain!! and with that, Ana Maria fell over in tears of humor. Jack, who had somehow forgotten that his hat was on his head, gasped in disbelief.
"My hat! My hat! Ye little son o' a....." he started to shout at the bird.
"Temper, temper, Jack. You're in the presence of two ladies, mind you, and your manners, that is." both Elizabeth and Ana Maria chided.
"I'm sure that I'll have a talk wit' that man 'bout keepin' his pets inside his quarters," he said, still angry. "Tonuge or no tongue...Ladies," he said somewhat politely, and tipped his hat, which caused a load of dung to drop onto his shoes, which made the two women laugh all the harder. "My boots! Aye, he's goin' teh get it, that man....." he grumbled as he strung various curses under his breath. He walked, for once, not swaggered, straight to the mute man's quarters. Ana Maria, however, turned and started to converse with Elizabeth.
"So.....cap'n makin' ye scrub teh decks, I see?"
"Yes...what is it to you?"
"More and more a pirate e'ry day, mate." she said. "I was jus' goin' teh ask if ye needed any help, but since ye seem teh be doin' fine on yer own, I guess I'll jus'......"
"No, wait Ana! I could use some help..." she admitted.
"Though' so.." Ana replied as she grabbed a mop and quickly wied the bird feces off.
"So.......why are you helping me?" Elizabeth asked somewhat suspiciously.
"Because a woman looks ou' fer another woman. There's only two o' us here. We got teh stick up fer one anot'r. Part of teh code, ye know."
"The Pirate Code?"
"No....the Women's Code, o' course." Ana joked and winked. "Plus, ye can't let Jack pick on ye that way..."
"Why?"
"It's his way o' hittin' on teh ladies," she said, still smirking. "So, unless ye WANT teh fall for teh cap'n, ye might want teh stand yer ground."
"I see.....I'd rather stick to Will.umm, I mean, being single anyways."
"Aye. But don't worry, mate, ev'ryone on 'ere already knows ye're head ov'r heels fer Mr. Turner."
"Really." she said finally. Within five more minutes the deck was spotless, in fact, if unpolished wood could shine this would be a perfect example. The two female pirates stood up, pleased with their results.
"That looks bett'r than it 'as in years, Liz!" Ana exclaimed. "Perfect fer sword fights..." she started.
"That reminds me, Ana! I have to go to Will so he can teach me.." she said as ran off to his room. "See you later!"