Chapter 3
Disclaimer: I own nothing cept Angeline and the boy......although Id like to own that monkey.....
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Angeline whipped around, her hair flailing out behind her when she heard the voice. She was met with a pair of deep brown eyes that were glinting with an angry tinge of amber. She looked over the boy in front of her. He was taller than she was, his dark curly brown hair was tied behind his neck in a ponytail, he was dressed as a normal town person, (a/n: like will turner's clothes in the 1st POTC) his short was unbuttoned at the top giving Angeline an eyeful of his toned chest that was tanned by the Caribbean sun. She gave him a daring smile and innocently said, "I'd thought I'd take this pretty lil' dagger, I mean sword, as mine's all old and rusty." The boy looked at her obviously angered and growled, "I worked all day to make that sword and there's no way that I am going to let a pirate, like you, take it away from me."
She smiled showing off her gold capped teeth (a/n: not totally gold but at the bottoms like jacks kinda), "A pirate! Good guess! Well if you want your sword so bad, your gonna have to come and take it from me." She pointed the sword at him.
"I will if I have to," the boy said smiling mischievously. He picked up the sword and crossed swords with the girl in front of him. Her eyes were shining with excitement, her dark wavy hair held out of her face by an old, red bandanna she had rapped around her head, she had on a peasant blouse with the top down onto her shoulders, on top of the she wore a vest that was tied loosely at the top, she wore old faded black pants with patches on various parts. Around her waist was a read scarf and a belt which held a pistol securely to her waist. . He tried to ignore the pistol as it was making him nervous and focused on her face. Her eyes gleamed teasingly at him, her mouth drawn into a smirk, her eyebrows lifted, she was beautiful. For a pirate, he thought.
Angeline saw him watching her and took advantage of the moment to clash swords with him. He was ready though and they proceeded to fight. His movements were graceful and smooth, much like his father's and hers were more rugged but graceful all the same like her father's. They fought for awhile, it didn't take long for Angeline to realize that she wouldn't be able to win without cheating. She looked around and found what she was looking for, there was the donkey by the fire place which glowing with a high fire she smiled, "Look! The donkey's on fire!"
He dropped his sword and ran over to the donkey. She kicked his sword away, Stupid boy, she thought.
The boy looked up from the donkey and stood face to face with the young pirate whose sword now was pointed at his neck. He was cornered! The donkey stood to one side of him, the worker's anvil at the other, the girl with the sword in front of him, and the fire behind him. He knew what he had to do. He just didn't want to do it.
"Parlay"
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I hoped u liked this chappie!!! If you have any ideas for will's sons name please include them in ur review! (I was thinking patrick) and no he will not be named after jack (too hard for what I have planned)
Thanks to:
tigress33- THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!!!!! I hoped u liked the fight! =o)
MereAngel()- Thanks!
Kelley- well I cant make everyone happy! But im glad u liked the story!
~AB~
Disclaimer: I own nothing cept Angeline and the boy......although Id like to own that monkey.....
~*~*~*~*~On to the Story!*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Angeline whipped around, her hair flailing out behind her when she heard the voice. She was met with a pair of deep brown eyes that were glinting with an angry tinge of amber. She looked over the boy in front of her. He was taller than she was, his dark curly brown hair was tied behind his neck in a ponytail, he was dressed as a normal town person, (a/n: like will turner's clothes in the 1st POTC) his short was unbuttoned at the top giving Angeline an eyeful of his toned chest that was tanned by the Caribbean sun. She gave him a daring smile and innocently said, "I'd thought I'd take this pretty lil' dagger, I mean sword, as mine's all old and rusty." The boy looked at her obviously angered and growled, "I worked all day to make that sword and there's no way that I am going to let a pirate, like you, take it away from me."
She smiled showing off her gold capped teeth (a/n: not totally gold but at the bottoms like jacks kinda), "A pirate! Good guess! Well if you want your sword so bad, your gonna have to come and take it from me." She pointed the sword at him.
"I will if I have to," the boy said smiling mischievously. He picked up the sword and crossed swords with the girl in front of him. Her eyes were shining with excitement, her dark wavy hair held out of her face by an old, red bandanna she had rapped around her head, she had on a peasant blouse with the top down onto her shoulders, on top of the she wore a vest that was tied loosely at the top, she wore old faded black pants with patches on various parts. Around her waist was a read scarf and a belt which held a pistol securely to her waist. . He tried to ignore the pistol as it was making him nervous and focused on her face. Her eyes gleamed teasingly at him, her mouth drawn into a smirk, her eyebrows lifted, she was beautiful. For a pirate, he thought.
Angeline saw him watching her and took advantage of the moment to clash swords with him. He was ready though and they proceeded to fight. His movements were graceful and smooth, much like his father's and hers were more rugged but graceful all the same like her father's. They fought for awhile, it didn't take long for Angeline to realize that she wouldn't be able to win without cheating. She looked around and found what she was looking for, there was the donkey by the fire place which glowing with a high fire she smiled, "Look! The donkey's on fire!"
He dropped his sword and ran over to the donkey. She kicked his sword away, Stupid boy, she thought.
The boy looked up from the donkey and stood face to face with the young pirate whose sword now was pointed at his neck. He was cornered! The donkey stood to one side of him, the worker's anvil at the other, the girl with the sword in front of him, and the fire behind him. He knew what he had to do. He just didn't want to do it.
"Parlay"
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I hoped u liked this chappie!!! If you have any ideas for will's sons name please include them in ur review! (I was thinking patrick) and no he will not be named after jack (too hard for what I have planned)
Thanks to:
tigress33- THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!!!!! I hoped u liked the fight! =o)
MereAngel()- Thanks!
Kelley- well I cant make everyone happy! But im glad u liked the story!
~AB~