A/N sorry it took so long to update. I've been really busy over x-mas
break, but anywhoo hear ya be.
Amanda did her best to keep up with Captain Sparrow and Annabella who was still hanging on his arm, giggling over his every word. Captain Sparrow's gait, although jaunty and slightly drunken, was almost too long and quick for Amanda who was trying to hide her lumpy head and still red face. However, every time she would call out for them to slow down, Captain Sparrow just seemed to quicken his pace until Amanda finally lost sight of them. She stood in the middle of the market square twirling around in a circle, hoping to find a glimpse of her lost companions. She finally spotted them. It was definitely a suspicious sight to watch. The captain, a little less then gently, pushed Annabella into an alley way and then glanced around him to make sure no one had followed before going in himself. Amanda, without thinking, walked over and in to the alley way
The alley was overshadowed by many tall buildings and was therefore very dark. For some reason the air seemed a little colder in here and Amanda couldn't help the shiver that ran down her spine, "Annabella?" she whispered into the darkness. There was a reply but not from Annabella, "Blast girl! I thought I'd lost ye. And it is such a shame to put another bump on you're pretty lil' head." Before Amanda could say anything something hit her hard across her face and her vision went black.
Amanda woke up with the worst headache she'd ever had in her life. Besides the dull throbbing, practically anything and everything made her feel like her brain was being twisted around inside her skull. The bright light hurt, moving hurt, noise hurt, the swaying floor underneath her hurt. Amanda's eyes snapped open as she realized that the floor really shouldn't be swaying. She wondered if she had maybe been drugged, but the swaying was a familiar one. She was on some sort of boat. She struggled into a sitting position to get a better look at her surroundings and realized too late that it was a very bad mistake. Not only did it hurt her head more than she'd thought possible, she also became painfully aware of the fact that she was very, very nauseous.
The first thing that met her vision was Captain Sparrow strutting up to her with another man trailing behind him. Amanda's Irish temper flared and she decided that if she was going to throw up it would be all over his boots. He stopped right in front of her, looking down. Amanda was for the moment relieved because he cast a blessed shadow over her, easing some of the pain in her head. Captain Sparrow kept one hand on his sword and the other close to his face to examine his nails and Amanda was vaguely reminded of a peacock fanning its feathers.
There was a moment of silence so tense that Amanda actually jumped when he began speaking, "Well, lil' missy, it would seem you've gottin' yerself into quite the predicament. Following yer mistress onto a pirate ship, eh?" Amanda blanched as she realized where she was, "Quite a show of loyalty, if I do say so meself. Not quite sure why yer loyalty lies with er' though." He gestured to the still unconscious Annabella lying next to Amanda's kneeling form, "She don't seem like she's good fer much more than a quick tumble, if you catch my meaning. And I don't think she'd be of use fer you in tha' regard. However, to each his own as I always say. . .or to each her own. Anyway, I do hope yer not expectin' to get a free ride. You'll be workin' in the kitchen during our lil' adventure. You do cook, I hope?" Amanda nodded, her nauseousness becoming more and more unbearable. "Good, this here's Gibbs. He'll take you to yer cabin downstairs. Now listen to me now and listen good," he picked her up off the ground and stood her up so her body pressed against his and his face was so close that when he spoke their lips almost brushed. Amanda would have most likely felt some sort of romantic flutter at their closeness had her stomach not been so queasy, and the warm brush of his breath against her face would have made her long for kiss, had his not so lovely breath made her dangerously close to throwing up right in his face. He continued speaking, "No man on this crew will touch ya without yer permission, so long as you behave and do as yer told, understand?" Amanda again nodded weakly but answered with a voice that she forced to be strong, "What of Annabella? Will I stay with my mistress?"
The captain grinned with a gleam in his eye that could only be described as animal, "Naw, I think the lil' bird ill' stay with ol' Captain Sparrow for the first few evenings. Never could resist me a blonde, however afterwards I usually do get the appetite for a nice raven haired lass, if you catch my meaning?" Amanda shuddered, "You just told me that no man would touch me without my permission, does the same not go for Annabella?" The captain's grin turned smug, "Of course, precious. However, it'll be almost too easy to get Annabella to give permission. You might take a while longer, but you'll come round'. Ain't a woman in the world that can resist the charms of Captain Jack Sparrow!" As he said this, he spread his arms grandly as if it were the closing line of some play. As soon as he let go of her though, she collapsed to her knees and puked all over his boots.
A/N I am aware that in this chapter Jack means Jackass lol. But he is a pirate and not a knight in shining armor, however just so your not confused it is a romance between jack and Amanda. Thank you to all my reviewers! I love them and they're very encouraging. It's so much better than English teachers making red marks all over my papers. (Booo English teachers) jk, some are very cool.
Amanda did her best to keep up with Captain Sparrow and Annabella who was still hanging on his arm, giggling over his every word. Captain Sparrow's gait, although jaunty and slightly drunken, was almost too long and quick for Amanda who was trying to hide her lumpy head and still red face. However, every time she would call out for them to slow down, Captain Sparrow just seemed to quicken his pace until Amanda finally lost sight of them. She stood in the middle of the market square twirling around in a circle, hoping to find a glimpse of her lost companions. She finally spotted them. It was definitely a suspicious sight to watch. The captain, a little less then gently, pushed Annabella into an alley way and then glanced around him to make sure no one had followed before going in himself. Amanda, without thinking, walked over and in to the alley way
The alley was overshadowed by many tall buildings and was therefore very dark. For some reason the air seemed a little colder in here and Amanda couldn't help the shiver that ran down her spine, "Annabella?" she whispered into the darkness. There was a reply but not from Annabella, "Blast girl! I thought I'd lost ye. And it is such a shame to put another bump on you're pretty lil' head." Before Amanda could say anything something hit her hard across her face and her vision went black.
Amanda woke up with the worst headache she'd ever had in her life. Besides the dull throbbing, practically anything and everything made her feel like her brain was being twisted around inside her skull. The bright light hurt, moving hurt, noise hurt, the swaying floor underneath her hurt. Amanda's eyes snapped open as she realized that the floor really shouldn't be swaying. She wondered if she had maybe been drugged, but the swaying was a familiar one. She was on some sort of boat. She struggled into a sitting position to get a better look at her surroundings and realized too late that it was a very bad mistake. Not only did it hurt her head more than she'd thought possible, she also became painfully aware of the fact that she was very, very nauseous.
The first thing that met her vision was Captain Sparrow strutting up to her with another man trailing behind him. Amanda's Irish temper flared and she decided that if she was going to throw up it would be all over his boots. He stopped right in front of her, looking down. Amanda was for the moment relieved because he cast a blessed shadow over her, easing some of the pain in her head. Captain Sparrow kept one hand on his sword and the other close to his face to examine his nails and Amanda was vaguely reminded of a peacock fanning its feathers.
There was a moment of silence so tense that Amanda actually jumped when he began speaking, "Well, lil' missy, it would seem you've gottin' yerself into quite the predicament. Following yer mistress onto a pirate ship, eh?" Amanda blanched as she realized where she was, "Quite a show of loyalty, if I do say so meself. Not quite sure why yer loyalty lies with er' though." He gestured to the still unconscious Annabella lying next to Amanda's kneeling form, "She don't seem like she's good fer much more than a quick tumble, if you catch my meaning. And I don't think she'd be of use fer you in tha' regard. However, to each his own as I always say. . .or to each her own. Anyway, I do hope yer not expectin' to get a free ride. You'll be workin' in the kitchen during our lil' adventure. You do cook, I hope?" Amanda nodded, her nauseousness becoming more and more unbearable. "Good, this here's Gibbs. He'll take you to yer cabin downstairs. Now listen to me now and listen good," he picked her up off the ground and stood her up so her body pressed against his and his face was so close that when he spoke their lips almost brushed. Amanda would have most likely felt some sort of romantic flutter at their closeness had her stomach not been so queasy, and the warm brush of his breath against her face would have made her long for kiss, had his not so lovely breath made her dangerously close to throwing up right in his face. He continued speaking, "No man on this crew will touch ya without yer permission, so long as you behave and do as yer told, understand?" Amanda again nodded weakly but answered with a voice that she forced to be strong, "What of Annabella? Will I stay with my mistress?"
The captain grinned with a gleam in his eye that could only be described as animal, "Naw, I think the lil' bird ill' stay with ol' Captain Sparrow for the first few evenings. Never could resist me a blonde, however afterwards I usually do get the appetite for a nice raven haired lass, if you catch my meaning?" Amanda shuddered, "You just told me that no man would touch me without my permission, does the same not go for Annabella?" The captain's grin turned smug, "Of course, precious. However, it'll be almost too easy to get Annabella to give permission. You might take a while longer, but you'll come round'. Ain't a woman in the world that can resist the charms of Captain Jack Sparrow!" As he said this, he spread his arms grandly as if it were the closing line of some play. As soon as he let go of her though, she collapsed to her knees and puked all over his boots.
A/N I am aware that in this chapter Jack means Jackass lol. But he is a pirate and not a knight in shining armor, however just so your not confused it is a romance between jack and Amanda. Thank you to all my reviewers! I love them and they're very encouraging. It's so much better than English teachers making red marks all over my papers. (Booo English teachers) jk, some are very cool.
