Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean.
"Captain... Captain. Captain Jack. Captain Sparrow. ." Jack repeated to himself as he took a sip of rum. He gazed down with a foolhardy smile at the treasure map that had gotten him this position.
"Captain Jack Sparrow." He said again and smiled.
" Cap'n?" said a gruff voice from behind him startiling his daydreaming. He turned his head around lazily not showing much intrest in anything besides his own thoughts and his half drunken bottle of rum. " 'ello Barbossa!" he slurred cheerfully.
Barbossa looked at him with displeasure. " What has put you in such a fine mood, Jack?"
" Captain Jack." Jack corrected him proping his feet up on his desk.
" CAPTAIN Jack." Barbossa scowled putting much empahisis on the word Captain. " I was thinking. We have almost arrived at the Isla de Muerta.. and well I was thinking wouldn't it be best, with the code in honor, to share the location of the treasure."
Jack choked on his drink.
" With the code in honor of course. Ye know me I like to stick to the code."
Jack rose his eyebrow. " Drink?" He said gesturing to the full bottle of rum sitting on his his desk.
Barbossa took the bottle and examined it.
" Well?"
" Fine quality rum indeed."
" Only the best for a cap'n and his first mate."
" The location of the treasure?" Barbossa said impatiently.
" Hmm. Well I best not be greedy, eh Barbossa?" Jack stoked his beard thoughtfully.
" Of course not Ja- err Captain. Ye know how us pirates ain't one bit greedy or selfish!" Barbossa chuckled and pulled a green apple out of his tattered coat.
" So I geuss in the crews best intrest, I'll share the location of Isla de Muerta with ye,"
" Aye!" Barbossa's mouth twisted into a demented smile. He took a bite out of the apple. " Delicous." He licked his lips with pleasure.
Jack smiled approvingly at him. " So? I trust you'll be takin' good care of the map?" Jack slowly handed the map to Barbossa.
" Aye, captain the code always comes first." Barbossa said taking the map greedily, ... the code comes first, even though its more like a set of guidlines... and I don't follow any guidelines but my own! He thought. " Drink up yer rum Jack, fer tommorrow we make way for Isla De Muerta!" With that Barbossa strolled out of the cabin.
Jack didn't think much of Barbossa carrying his only evidence of the treasure, after all it had been a grand day. I mean he was officially Captain of the Black Pearl. Plus he had all the rum he could ever want.. and a really nice hat.
A/N - Hope you liked the first chapter. It will get more exciting don't worry, hopefully I can add some humor. Next Chapter is about the mutanity, and how Bill Turner earns the name Bootstrap Bill.
"Captain... Captain. Captain Jack. Captain Sparrow. ." Jack repeated to himself as he took a sip of rum. He gazed down with a foolhardy smile at the treasure map that had gotten him this position.
"Captain Jack Sparrow." He said again and smiled.
" Cap'n?" said a gruff voice from behind him startiling his daydreaming. He turned his head around lazily not showing much intrest in anything besides his own thoughts and his half drunken bottle of rum. " 'ello Barbossa!" he slurred cheerfully.
Barbossa looked at him with displeasure. " What has put you in such a fine mood, Jack?"
" Captain Jack." Jack corrected him proping his feet up on his desk.
" CAPTAIN Jack." Barbossa scowled putting much empahisis on the word Captain. " I was thinking. We have almost arrived at the Isla de Muerta.. and well I was thinking wouldn't it be best, with the code in honor, to share the location of the treasure."
Jack choked on his drink.
" With the code in honor of course. Ye know me I like to stick to the code."
Jack rose his eyebrow. " Drink?" He said gesturing to the full bottle of rum sitting on his his desk.
Barbossa took the bottle and examined it.
" Well?"
" Fine quality rum indeed."
" Only the best for a cap'n and his first mate."
" The location of the treasure?" Barbossa said impatiently.
" Hmm. Well I best not be greedy, eh Barbossa?" Jack stoked his beard thoughtfully.
" Of course not Ja- err Captain. Ye know how us pirates ain't one bit greedy or selfish!" Barbossa chuckled and pulled a green apple out of his tattered coat.
" So I geuss in the crews best intrest, I'll share the location of Isla de Muerta with ye,"
" Aye!" Barbossa's mouth twisted into a demented smile. He took a bite out of the apple. " Delicous." He licked his lips with pleasure.
Jack smiled approvingly at him. " So? I trust you'll be takin' good care of the map?" Jack slowly handed the map to Barbossa.
" Aye, captain the code always comes first." Barbossa said taking the map greedily, ... the code comes first, even though its more like a set of guidlines... and I don't follow any guidelines but my own! He thought. " Drink up yer rum Jack, fer tommorrow we make way for Isla De Muerta!" With that Barbossa strolled out of the cabin.
Jack didn't think much of Barbossa carrying his only evidence of the treasure, after all it had been a grand day. I mean he was officially Captain of the Black Pearl. Plus he had all the rum he could ever want.. and a really nice hat.
A/N - Hope you liked the first chapter. It will get more exciting don't worry, hopefully I can add some humor. Next Chapter is about the mutanity, and how Bill Turner earns the name Bootstrap Bill.