OK.Well.I have no idea what anyone thought of my last chapter so I'm not
going to say much. I've been busy, so that's why I haven't updated
frequently. I'm an athlete so it's hard to find anything to do after I
swim or run. And my swim coach is pissing me off.
I WENT TO HOMECOMING! *Dances* my first time.. and I'm a junior. Well I had fun. *Smiles*
And that was a long time ago compared to now. FF.net works for me again. And I finally found my disk! Let's hope I can write faster this time. The story is done for Pete's sake!
Chapter 5 Stuff
"...I'm gonna find her, Jack. Tina is safe right now," Erica said calmly. She was so sure of herself. The pirates couldn't feel her or do anything, so she shouldn't have to worry about her cousin getting raped. Jack opened his mouth to protest, but she cut him off. "Stop giving Will ideas on what they might do to Elizabeth!"
Will came to attention at that. It was true. What Jack had been saying was giving him terrible thoughts as he rowed the boat to the docks of Tortuga. What if the pirates did hurt Elizabeth? "Please refrain from talking of the evils that could be in stowed upon the ladies," he said quietly, but with an edge to his voice.
"Yeah...sure.." Jack sighed as he stepped onto the docks and held his hand out for Erica. He had to get back on her good side before she smacked him...or worse. She completely ignored his hand and stepped onto the dock and started walking, albeit she tripped over a bucket after a few steps. Jack smirked and stepped over her.
"Come on now," he said. "We have to meet a friend of mine."
"And see you get smacked," Erica muttered as she got up, wiped the dirt off her front, and followed Will after Jack. Tortuga really was like the ghetto of old pirate times. A really fun place though, if you didn't mind the occasional fight or random gunshots. OK, the point is that Erica was huddled in between Jack and Will, trying to evade groping hands that shot out from nowhere. Jack was explaining certain things about it to Will while Erica was, as before, hiding between them.
And now is the time for one of the loved parts of POTC. Just as Jack finished saying that everyone should feel welcome in Tortuga a red headed woman walked quickly towards them. (And Erica is, of course, smiling now) Jack's eyes widened and he moved towards her to, perhaps, save Will's and Erica's eyes and ears from witnessing a wench holler at him. That or he was hoping to make up for lost time.
"Scarlet!" He said when she was close enough. Whatever he thought was going to happen changed in the next moment when she slapped him hard across the cheek. He winced. "I don't think I deserved that," he said as he flexed his jaw and turned around. Another woman was standing there, only she was blonde and she did not look happy.
"Giselle!"
"Who was she?" She asked. Jack's eyes widened and he tried to look as if he didn't know whom she was talking about. Giselle didn't buy it and smacked him even harder than Scarlet had. Jack reeled around and grimaced as she walked away.
"I may have deserved that one," he admitted as he stood back up, rubbing his cheek. Erica burst out laughing and bent over to hold her stomach.
"Where are the others?! There has to be more!" She continued laughing until another man grabbed for her rear. She stood erect with a squeak and stepped closer to Will and Jack. Jack grinned and continued on, asking a few people if they knew where his friend was. Eventually it led them to a pigpen. And sure enough, Gibbs was there, sleeping with the pigs, but he was there.
Jack looked around picked up a slob bucket and dunked it into a trough. Will sniffed the air and did the same thing. Erica just stood there and looked around at nothing in particular; too engrossed in looking at the skinny horses behind her to care that they threw the water on Gibbs. Only when he woke up and started shouting like the devil was upon him did she jump out of her reverie.
"Arrrrgh! Curse you for breathing you slack jawed idiot!" Mr. Gibbs sat up sharply, holding his gun at the ready, though, lowered it as soon as he saw Jack. "Jack...you should know better than to wake a man when he's sleeping. It's bad luck."
"Ah!" Jack said and stepped forward, dropping the bucket. "Fortunately, I know how to counter it. The man who did the waking buys the man who was sleeping a drink. The man, who was sleeping, drinks it, while listening to a proposition from the man, who did the waking." He smiled, knowing that just a drink would catch Gibbs' attention any day. Gibbs frowned as he put sense to that confusingly worded sentence (didn't we all) before smiling and nodding.
"Aye." He held out his hand for Jack to help him up. "That'll about do it!" Jack helped him to his feet and not a second later Will threw his bucket of water at Gibbs. The man froze for a moment to shake the water off then hollered at Will. "Blast! I'm already awake!"
Erica flinched a few times then put a finger in her ear to make it stop ringing as Will answered smartly.
"That was for the smell." He said simply. Gibbs thought for a moment before in an apologetic shrug to them all. It was true. Sleeping with pigs did make you smelly. Though, Erica couldn't very likely tell since she was hiding behind a horse.
~*~*~*~*
This bar was packed and everywhere she stepped she was getting touched in VERY unwelcome places. So, as you can tell, Erica did not like Tortuga as much as she should have, or at least that's what Jack said. She dodged around another man and hid behind Will. Jack set Gibbs at a table then went to get them each a beer. As he walked past Will and Erica he paused and leaned into Will.
"Keep a sharp eye." He said then moved on and sat by Mr. Gibbs. Erica frowned. She never really understood why he had told Will that, but she didn't care as another man reached for her.
"Now wha's the nature o this venture yer in?" Gibbs asked leaning forward. Jack paused for a moment before speaking.
"I'm goin' after the Black Pearl," He said. Gibbs abruptly choked on his drink. He set down the mug then looked at Jack like he was a crazy man. "I know where it's goin to be..and I'm gonna take it," Determination could be seen in the ex-captain's eyes. Gibbs started shaking his head.
"Jack. It's a fool's errand. You know better than me the tales of the Black Pearl," He said
"Tha's why I know wha' Baraboss'er is up to," Jack countered. "All I need if a crew."
"What I hear of Barbossa is that he's not a man to suffer fools nor strike a bargain with one." Gibbs said, still not buying any of what Jack was saying.
"Well then I say that it's a very good thing I'm not a fool then, eh," Jack said, tilting his head. He may act like a crazy person, but he was a smart crazy person. Gibbs frowned.
"Prove me wrong!" He challenged. "What makes you think Barabossa'll give up his ship to ya?"
"Let's just say it's a matter of leverage, eh?" he said bring his head up and nodded over to the side. Gibbs' frowned and shook his head. Was Jack having some sort of trance? It took a few more head nods before he looked over at Erica jumping away from another man.
"The girl?" He asked, turning back with a completely confused look. Jack rubbed his forehead and sighed.
"The boy. That is the child of Bootstrap Bill Turner," Jack said. Gibbs' mouth slowly dropped open in surprise. "His only child. Savvy?"
"Is he now?" Mr. Gibbs turned back to look at Will with greedy eyes. "Leverage says you. I think I feel a change in the wind says I," He said looking up. Jack nodded with a satisfied expression. "I'll find us a crew. There's bound to be some sailors on this rock as crazy as you."
"One can only hope," jack said, picking up his mug. "Take what ya can."
"Give nothin' back" Gibbs finished. They clanked mugs and drank. Gibbs immediately rose and left to see whom he could find. Jack waved Will and Erica over to him. They sat and Erica placed herself in a place no one could reach her.
"What say you to some food?" Jack asked. Erica's hand sprang into the air and she nearly jumped form her seat.
"Food! Me wanting sum!" She said. There went her English skills; right out the window. Jack grinned.
"That's the spirit, Missy!"
~*~*~*~
That was a regrettable choice the next morning. She'd tried something that resembled a salad and it had made her sick to her stomach. The chicken leg went down ok, but she'd had to send it back twice before it looked cooked enough. She drank ale since it was the only drink that could be considered clean. Easy to say that her stomach didn't settle well with it.
On the way back to the boat she was lying in the middle of the rowboat, holding her stomach and occasionally throwing up over the side. This was one thing that made Jack not want to sit near her, but make fun of her at a distance. Projectiles from the mouth weren't good.
So, back to the next morning she was moaning and groaning as she rolled off of her cot and made her way towards one of the railings to hang herself over the side. She had finished throwing up whatever else wanted out when a hand clapped her shoulder and was followed by a cheerful voice.
"Good Morning Missy! I take it you had a good night?" Jack said loudly and sucked in a deep breath as if to prove that it was a good day. Erica jumped and tripped over a pile of ropes with a scream. Jack raised an eyebrow at her and smirked while Will came running up form below deck, thinking something bad had happened. He shook his head and left for the rowboats when he saw nothing.
"I hate you!" Erica growled as she stood back up and ran after Will. Jack shrugged. So what if she hated him. As long as she never tried to backstab him, he was fine. And tra la la. This is where something exciting happened with a giant squid and lots and lots of purtyful sword fighting. Not really. They just rowed to the docks, where Gibbs and his men were waiting. Upon closer look, they were a bit dirtier than in the movie.
"Feast your eyes, Captain. All of them, faithful hands before the mast. Every man worth his salt and crazy to boot" Mr. Gibbs was saying about the men lined up. Erica just smiled insanely for no reason. She had felt better after being brought back to dry land. Will, however, didn't share her enthusiasm and frowned at the crew with doubt.
"So this is your able bodied crew?" He asked Jack with a whisper. Jack ignored him and looked at the sailor he was closest too.
"You sailor!" He spoke to the man in front of him. He had a parrot on his shoulder and this made Erica smile as she thought of the parrot at SummerFest relieved itself on her mother's foot.
"Cotton, sir," Mr. Gibbs said as he cleared his throat. Jack nodded. Here came the confusing part and Erica tried to mouth the words Jack said next.
"Mr. Cotton! Do you have the courage and fortitude to follow orders and stay brave in the face of danger and almost certain death? Mr. Cotton! Answer man!" Jack said, quit loudly while Erica was biting her tongue since she still couldn't get the words right. And so Mr. Gibbs explained about how Mr. Cotton was a mute and all and all. And then the parrot talked, which sent Erica into a small fit of laughter, which also got her some strange looks.
"Satisfied?" Jack asked Will, only raising and eyebrow at Erica.
"Well, you've proved them mad," Obviously he wasn't satisfied. Poor guy. Wonder what other stuff he isn't satisfied with. This little phrase reminded Erica of her one act play she did in acting, where she played a bald man who pulled down his pants in a bookstore. He was also schizophrenic that owned a bunch of jars of coins and his therapist was mean. That is way off topic, though so she paid attention when a strange voice stopped Jack from retorting to Will.
"And what's the benefit for us?"
Jack jumped and looked around. He knew that voice. That was a voice that belonged to someone he really didn't want to see right now. He took on a slightly fearful expression as he moved down the crew line and pulled a hat from over the face of a short person. He tried to smile as he said her name.
"Anamaria." SMACK! Of course Erica was going to start laughing again. Will looked at Jack a little smugly when she pirate reeled around from the force of the blow.
"I suppose you didn't deserve that one either?" He asked
"No, that one I deserved." Jack muttered as he turned around flinch at Anamaria again.
"You stole my boat!" She shouted immediately.
"Actually-" SMACK! She hit him again and Jack turned around quickly to explain himself. "Borrowed! Borrowed without permission! But with every intention of bringing it back to you." He said, hoping that would calm her enough. Didn't work.
"But you didn't!" She stepped forward threateningly. Jack stepped back and flinched.
"You'll get another one!" He offered.
"I will." She held up her finger.
"A better one," Will said.
"A *Better* one!" Jack agreed.
"That one," Will said, pointing towards the Interceptor. Jack's confident grin left. The crew all looked towards the ship, anchored off shore.
"Careful with that one. You break it you bought it!" She giggled insanely. (A/N: Anyone know where that came from?)
"What one?" Jack asked, turning to look at Will. The Black smith and Erica both nodded towards the Interceptor. Jack looked then reeled back around. "*That* one?!" He winced then looked back at Anamaria. "Aye. That one. What say you?"
"Aye!" The crew shouted and made off for the ship. Gibbs started shaking his head.
"No, no, no, no. Frightful bad luck to have a woman aboard." He said then narrowed his eyes at Erica. "And you already have one that's enough trouble for anyone."
"Hey!"
"It would be far worse not to have, though," Jack defended them both. He definitely owed Anamaria and Erica was already there to get her cousin back.
Will shook his head as they made their way towards the Interceptor. They were all pirates, save for Erica that he had as a crew. "Jack, they're all pirates." Hey, he can be obvious in one movie, got to let him do it in another.
"Yes, well, to get the Black Pearl, you'll need this crew," Jack said with a shrug as he ate the banana he had been carrying around. Erica snorted.
"That or a speed boat and a flame thrower. Maybe some napalm." She shrugged and sat in the rowboat.
OH MAN! That was terrible. I took how many months to update. And this isn't even that good of a chapter. I promise the next chapter will be out sometime this month. I've literally been swamped with stuff, then the computer died for two days, I lost my POTC fic disk, then I had a bit of writer's block. How do you get writer's block on a fic that's already finished?! Oy.
Fell free to yell at me if you review. I'm going to keep apologizing until I feel no more guilt. Well. Just go click that little button below and I'll see what I can do. Bbye!
Tora Delerium.
I WENT TO HOMECOMING! *Dances* my first time.. and I'm a junior. Well I had fun. *Smiles*
And that was a long time ago compared to now. FF.net works for me again. And I finally found my disk! Let's hope I can write faster this time. The story is done for Pete's sake!
Chapter 5 Stuff
"...I'm gonna find her, Jack. Tina is safe right now," Erica said calmly. She was so sure of herself. The pirates couldn't feel her or do anything, so she shouldn't have to worry about her cousin getting raped. Jack opened his mouth to protest, but she cut him off. "Stop giving Will ideas on what they might do to Elizabeth!"
Will came to attention at that. It was true. What Jack had been saying was giving him terrible thoughts as he rowed the boat to the docks of Tortuga. What if the pirates did hurt Elizabeth? "Please refrain from talking of the evils that could be in stowed upon the ladies," he said quietly, but with an edge to his voice.
"Yeah...sure.." Jack sighed as he stepped onto the docks and held his hand out for Erica. He had to get back on her good side before she smacked him...or worse. She completely ignored his hand and stepped onto the dock and started walking, albeit she tripped over a bucket after a few steps. Jack smirked and stepped over her.
"Come on now," he said. "We have to meet a friend of mine."
"And see you get smacked," Erica muttered as she got up, wiped the dirt off her front, and followed Will after Jack. Tortuga really was like the ghetto of old pirate times. A really fun place though, if you didn't mind the occasional fight or random gunshots. OK, the point is that Erica was huddled in between Jack and Will, trying to evade groping hands that shot out from nowhere. Jack was explaining certain things about it to Will while Erica was, as before, hiding between them.
And now is the time for one of the loved parts of POTC. Just as Jack finished saying that everyone should feel welcome in Tortuga a red headed woman walked quickly towards them. (And Erica is, of course, smiling now) Jack's eyes widened and he moved towards her to, perhaps, save Will's and Erica's eyes and ears from witnessing a wench holler at him. That or he was hoping to make up for lost time.
"Scarlet!" He said when she was close enough. Whatever he thought was going to happen changed in the next moment when she slapped him hard across the cheek. He winced. "I don't think I deserved that," he said as he flexed his jaw and turned around. Another woman was standing there, only she was blonde and she did not look happy.
"Giselle!"
"Who was she?" She asked. Jack's eyes widened and he tried to look as if he didn't know whom she was talking about. Giselle didn't buy it and smacked him even harder than Scarlet had. Jack reeled around and grimaced as she walked away.
"I may have deserved that one," he admitted as he stood back up, rubbing his cheek. Erica burst out laughing and bent over to hold her stomach.
"Where are the others?! There has to be more!" She continued laughing until another man grabbed for her rear. She stood erect with a squeak and stepped closer to Will and Jack. Jack grinned and continued on, asking a few people if they knew where his friend was. Eventually it led them to a pigpen. And sure enough, Gibbs was there, sleeping with the pigs, but he was there.
Jack looked around picked up a slob bucket and dunked it into a trough. Will sniffed the air and did the same thing. Erica just stood there and looked around at nothing in particular; too engrossed in looking at the skinny horses behind her to care that they threw the water on Gibbs. Only when he woke up and started shouting like the devil was upon him did she jump out of her reverie.
"Arrrrgh! Curse you for breathing you slack jawed idiot!" Mr. Gibbs sat up sharply, holding his gun at the ready, though, lowered it as soon as he saw Jack. "Jack...you should know better than to wake a man when he's sleeping. It's bad luck."
"Ah!" Jack said and stepped forward, dropping the bucket. "Fortunately, I know how to counter it. The man who did the waking buys the man who was sleeping a drink. The man, who was sleeping, drinks it, while listening to a proposition from the man, who did the waking." He smiled, knowing that just a drink would catch Gibbs' attention any day. Gibbs frowned as he put sense to that confusingly worded sentence (didn't we all) before smiling and nodding.
"Aye." He held out his hand for Jack to help him up. "That'll about do it!" Jack helped him to his feet and not a second later Will threw his bucket of water at Gibbs. The man froze for a moment to shake the water off then hollered at Will. "Blast! I'm already awake!"
Erica flinched a few times then put a finger in her ear to make it stop ringing as Will answered smartly.
"That was for the smell." He said simply. Gibbs thought for a moment before in an apologetic shrug to them all. It was true. Sleeping with pigs did make you smelly. Though, Erica couldn't very likely tell since she was hiding behind a horse.
~*~*~*~*
This bar was packed and everywhere she stepped she was getting touched in VERY unwelcome places. So, as you can tell, Erica did not like Tortuga as much as she should have, or at least that's what Jack said. She dodged around another man and hid behind Will. Jack set Gibbs at a table then went to get them each a beer. As he walked past Will and Erica he paused and leaned into Will.
"Keep a sharp eye." He said then moved on and sat by Mr. Gibbs. Erica frowned. She never really understood why he had told Will that, but she didn't care as another man reached for her.
"Now wha's the nature o this venture yer in?" Gibbs asked leaning forward. Jack paused for a moment before speaking.
"I'm goin' after the Black Pearl," He said. Gibbs abruptly choked on his drink. He set down the mug then looked at Jack like he was a crazy man. "I know where it's goin to be..and I'm gonna take it," Determination could be seen in the ex-captain's eyes. Gibbs started shaking his head.
"Jack. It's a fool's errand. You know better than me the tales of the Black Pearl," He said
"Tha's why I know wha' Baraboss'er is up to," Jack countered. "All I need if a crew."
"What I hear of Barbossa is that he's not a man to suffer fools nor strike a bargain with one." Gibbs said, still not buying any of what Jack was saying.
"Well then I say that it's a very good thing I'm not a fool then, eh," Jack said, tilting his head. He may act like a crazy person, but he was a smart crazy person. Gibbs frowned.
"Prove me wrong!" He challenged. "What makes you think Barabossa'll give up his ship to ya?"
"Let's just say it's a matter of leverage, eh?" he said bring his head up and nodded over to the side. Gibbs' frowned and shook his head. Was Jack having some sort of trance? It took a few more head nods before he looked over at Erica jumping away from another man.
"The girl?" He asked, turning back with a completely confused look. Jack rubbed his forehead and sighed.
"The boy. That is the child of Bootstrap Bill Turner," Jack said. Gibbs' mouth slowly dropped open in surprise. "His only child. Savvy?"
"Is he now?" Mr. Gibbs turned back to look at Will with greedy eyes. "Leverage says you. I think I feel a change in the wind says I," He said looking up. Jack nodded with a satisfied expression. "I'll find us a crew. There's bound to be some sailors on this rock as crazy as you."
"One can only hope," jack said, picking up his mug. "Take what ya can."
"Give nothin' back" Gibbs finished. They clanked mugs and drank. Gibbs immediately rose and left to see whom he could find. Jack waved Will and Erica over to him. They sat and Erica placed herself in a place no one could reach her.
"What say you to some food?" Jack asked. Erica's hand sprang into the air and she nearly jumped form her seat.
"Food! Me wanting sum!" She said. There went her English skills; right out the window. Jack grinned.
"That's the spirit, Missy!"
~*~*~*~
That was a regrettable choice the next morning. She'd tried something that resembled a salad and it had made her sick to her stomach. The chicken leg went down ok, but she'd had to send it back twice before it looked cooked enough. She drank ale since it was the only drink that could be considered clean. Easy to say that her stomach didn't settle well with it.
On the way back to the boat she was lying in the middle of the rowboat, holding her stomach and occasionally throwing up over the side. This was one thing that made Jack not want to sit near her, but make fun of her at a distance. Projectiles from the mouth weren't good.
So, back to the next morning she was moaning and groaning as she rolled off of her cot and made her way towards one of the railings to hang herself over the side. She had finished throwing up whatever else wanted out when a hand clapped her shoulder and was followed by a cheerful voice.
"Good Morning Missy! I take it you had a good night?" Jack said loudly and sucked in a deep breath as if to prove that it was a good day. Erica jumped and tripped over a pile of ropes with a scream. Jack raised an eyebrow at her and smirked while Will came running up form below deck, thinking something bad had happened. He shook his head and left for the rowboats when he saw nothing.
"I hate you!" Erica growled as she stood back up and ran after Will. Jack shrugged. So what if she hated him. As long as she never tried to backstab him, he was fine. And tra la la. This is where something exciting happened with a giant squid and lots and lots of purtyful sword fighting. Not really. They just rowed to the docks, where Gibbs and his men were waiting. Upon closer look, they were a bit dirtier than in the movie.
"Feast your eyes, Captain. All of them, faithful hands before the mast. Every man worth his salt and crazy to boot" Mr. Gibbs was saying about the men lined up. Erica just smiled insanely for no reason. She had felt better after being brought back to dry land. Will, however, didn't share her enthusiasm and frowned at the crew with doubt.
"So this is your able bodied crew?" He asked Jack with a whisper. Jack ignored him and looked at the sailor he was closest too.
"You sailor!" He spoke to the man in front of him. He had a parrot on his shoulder and this made Erica smile as she thought of the parrot at SummerFest relieved itself on her mother's foot.
"Cotton, sir," Mr. Gibbs said as he cleared his throat. Jack nodded. Here came the confusing part and Erica tried to mouth the words Jack said next.
"Mr. Cotton! Do you have the courage and fortitude to follow orders and stay brave in the face of danger and almost certain death? Mr. Cotton! Answer man!" Jack said, quit loudly while Erica was biting her tongue since she still couldn't get the words right. And so Mr. Gibbs explained about how Mr. Cotton was a mute and all and all. And then the parrot talked, which sent Erica into a small fit of laughter, which also got her some strange looks.
"Satisfied?" Jack asked Will, only raising and eyebrow at Erica.
"Well, you've proved them mad," Obviously he wasn't satisfied. Poor guy. Wonder what other stuff he isn't satisfied with. This little phrase reminded Erica of her one act play she did in acting, where she played a bald man who pulled down his pants in a bookstore. He was also schizophrenic that owned a bunch of jars of coins and his therapist was mean. That is way off topic, though so she paid attention when a strange voice stopped Jack from retorting to Will.
"And what's the benefit for us?"
Jack jumped and looked around. He knew that voice. That was a voice that belonged to someone he really didn't want to see right now. He took on a slightly fearful expression as he moved down the crew line and pulled a hat from over the face of a short person. He tried to smile as he said her name.
"Anamaria." SMACK! Of course Erica was going to start laughing again. Will looked at Jack a little smugly when she pirate reeled around from the force of the blow.
"I suppose you didn't deserve that one either?" He asked
"No, that one I deserved." Jack muttered as he turned around flinch at Anamaria again.
"You stole my boat!" She shouted immediately.
"Actually-" SMACK! She hit him again and Jack turned around quickly to explain himself. "Borrowed! Borrowed without permission! But with every intention of bringing it back to you." He said, hoping that would calm her enough. Didn't work.
"But you didn't!" She stepped forward threateningly. Jack stepped back and flinched.
"You'll get another one!" He offered.
"I will." She held up her finger.
"A better one," Will said.
"A *Better* one!" Jack agreed.
"That one," Will said, pointing towards the Interceptor. Jack's confident grin left. The crew all looked towards the ship, anchored off shore.
"Careful with that one. You break it you bought it!" She giggled insanely. (A/N: Anyone know where that came from?)
"What one?" Jack asked, turning to look at Will. The Black smith and Erica both nodded towards the Interceptor. Jack looked then reeled back around. "*That* one?!" He winced then looked back at Anamaria. "Aye. That one. What say you?"
"Aye!" The crew shouted and made off for the ship. Gibbs started shaking his head.
"No, no, no, no. Frightful bad luck to have a woman aboard." He said then narrowed his eyes at Erica. "And you already have one that's enough trouble for anyone."
"Hey!"
"It would be far worse not to have, though," Jack defended them both. He definitely owed Anamaria and Erica was already there to get her cousin back.
Will shook his head as they made their way towards the Interceptor. They were all pirates, save for Erica that he had as a crew. "Jack, they're all pirates." Hey, he can be obvious in one movie, got to let him do it in another.
"Yes, well, to get the Black Pearl, you'll need this crew," Jack said with a shrug as he ate the banana he had been carrying around. Erica snorted.
"That or a speed boat and a flame thrower. Maybe some napalm." She shrugged and sat in the rowboat.
OH MAN! That was terrible. I took how many months to update. And this isn't even that good of a chapter. I promise the next chapter will be out sometime this month. I've literally been swamped with stuff, then the computer died for two days, I lost my POTC fic disk, then I had a bit of writer's block. How do you get writer's block on a fic that's already finished?! Oy.
Fell free to yell at me if you review. I'm going to keep apologizing until I feel no more guilt. Well. Just go click that little button below and I'll see what I can do. Bbye!
Tora Delerium.
