AAAARRRRGGGGG!!!!! I'm ALIVE!!! Yea, I'm really, really, REALLY sorry for
not updating the past, I don't know how long. All has not been in vain,
though, as I thought up an EXCELLENT spice to add into my plot either this
or next chappie. STAY TUNED (AAG play moments coming back for me AAH)
Anyway, as for not updating, I um....*thinks* I was dead at the time...I was on the moon!! (Credits go to Eddie Izzard: funny guy, 'e is)
Disclaimer: Nothing is mine. Not the earth or the moon, or any one of the singing stars in the sky. Not Jack nor Will, nor any other characters here. ^-^ enjoy it anyway!
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They continued walking toward home, Elizabeth and Will arm in arm, Jack eyeing jealously from a few feet away as the two stared lovingly into each others eyes.
How could Will so envy his life on the sea as he so wished to have his? Fate was often a cruel thing, as once they reached the mansion, he had to face the humiliating truth of climbing in his bedroom window.
Will and Elizabeth planned on walking up the stairs and down the hall to visit with Jack some more, but when they reached the top of the stairs, they were already giggling foolishly and making out playfully. Elizabeth tried to serious herself, but chuckled as Will nipped her ear.
He grabbed her hand and pulled her down the hallway to their room, despite her protests full of giddy explosions of laughter, which were quickly suppressed only to give way to the next. They collapsed on the double bed and stopped laughing. Will looked into her eyes with such seriousness and love she felt tears press the back of her blue eyes.
Then they broke into a smile and kissed lovingly on their bed. Then passionately. Then fiercely. When they finally awoke from their dream the sun was setting, casting orange light across the rug. Elizabeth lay facing the window with Will's arm around her from behind. He was asleep and she calmly touched his arm.
She slipped out of bed and pulled on her clothes being quiet so as not to wake Will. Just before she left, she leaned down and kissed his mouth softly. He murmured something she couldn't understand. She caught the last word however: "love." As referring to a nickname, that is.
This jogged her memory. She took in a tiny gasp and thought, iJack/i
She hustled out into the hallway and made her way to Jack's room. She tapped lightly before entering. "Jack"
"Yes, love," was his response after a moment. He sounded a bit disappointed, but not angry. He was laying on the bed staring at the ceiling. From the looks of him he hadn't moved for several hours.
"I'm sorry I wasn't here earlier. I...I got distracted..."
"I know, love."
She gulped. She wasn't sure what he meant by that; not sure she wanted to.
"So...I- Mind if I sit?" she motioned to the bed next to where he lay.
He made a little gesture that she took as an ok. She sat.
"So have you been sitting there since we got back.?"
"More or less." He said coldly. She winced. He was angry after all.
She put a hand on his knee "Jack, I- I'm sorry" His face twitched. She cocked her head trying to figure out why.
She suddenly saw why and jerked her hand from his leg. His tan face set with a slight pink undertone.
Elizabeth pretended not to notice he was blushing. He sat up and, all pink gone from his face said, "It's ok, love. I understand. You and Will are...in love" he looked at the wall, his feet, the floor, anything but her face when he said the last two words. He then gave her one of his highly sought after Jack-smiles.
"'Ave-ye had dinner, lass?" Jack asked her, eager to change the subject.
"No. No I haven't. We should all go out. I'll wake Will up" Jack's face lit up.
"Aye"
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(A/N: I would end the chappie here, but you all deserve more for waiting s'long)
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After excitedly waking Will by sitting on him and shouting in his ear, they left. Jack's hand twitched as he prevented it from going to his pistol at the sight of Will and Elizabeth cuddling.
They decided to lay low that night so they went to a tavern where they were sure to not get caught by any guards. The place was crowded; they could hardly find a place to sit. They finally did and all ordered.
Will, shortly after ordering got up to go to the bathroom. Elizabeth, after another moment, also got up to go to the bathroom. When she came out, she saw Will had just gotten out of the bathroom. She knew the back of his head and jawbone in an instant.
"Will!" she called. The man turned toward her and gave her a puzzled look. It wasn't Will. It was a pirate with a long scar down his right cheek. He wore a torn pirates shirt, which was probably once white. He had a worn red belt with a pistol and sword tucked underneath and plump shilling bag hanging below.
"Oh, I'm sorry, sir. I was mistaken. I'm looking for Will Turner."
"That's me," the gruff man said with a gold-toothed smile and held out his hand, "But most people call me Bootstrap."
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MUAHAHAHAHA!!!! You all weren't expecting that, were ya?! Heh. Its totally original. No one else has thought of it (of the stories I have read) and please don't steal. Don't worry, more will be in the next chappie.
For those of you who were confused earlier, why Jack was blushing, just think of what female contact does to them. Attractive female + hand on male's leg = __________ which is embarrassing to a man trying to hide his feelings. Ok, explain it?
Anyway, as for not updating, I um....*thinks* I was dead at the time...I was on the moon!! (Credits go to Eddie Izzard: funny guy, 'e is)
Disclaimer: Nothing is mine. Not the earth or the moon, or any one of the singing stars in the sky. Not Jack nor Will, nor any other characters here. ^-^ enjoy it anyway!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
They continued walking toward home, Elizabeth and Will arm in arm, Jack eyeing jealously from a few feet away as the two stared lovingly into each others eyes.
How could Will so envy his life on the sea as he so wished to have his? Fate was often a cruel thing, as once they reached the mansion, he had to face the humiliating truth of climbing in his bedroom window.
Will and Elizabeth planned on walking up the stairs and down the hall to visit with Jack some more, but when they reached the top of the stairs, they were already giggling foolishly and making out playfully. Elizabeth tried to serious herself, but chuckled as Will nipped her ear.
He grabbed her hand and pulled her down the hallway to their room, despite her protests full of giddy explosions of laughter, which were quickly suppressed only to give way to the next. They collapsed on the double bed and stopped laughing. Will looked into her eyes with such seriousness and love she felt tears press the back of her blue eyes.
Then they broke into a smile and kissed lovingly on their bed. Then passionately. Then fiercely. When they finally awoke from their dream the sun was setting, casting orange light across the rug. Elizabeth lay facing the window with Will's arm around her from behind. He was asleep and she calmly touched his arm.
She slipped out of bed and pulled on her clothes being quiet so as not to wake Will. Just before she left, she leaned down and kissed his mouth softly. He murmured something she couldn't understand. She caught the last word however: "love." As referring to a nickname, that is.
This jogged her memory. She took in a tiny gasp and thought, iJack/i
She hustled out into the hallway and made her way to Jack's room. She tapped lightly before entering. "Jack"
"Yes, love," was his response after a moment. He sounded a bit disappointed, but not angry. He was laying on the bed staring at the ceiling. From the looks of him he hadn't moved for several hours.
"I'm sorry I wasn't here earlier. I...I got distracted..."
"I know, love."
She gulped. She wasn't sure what he meant by that; not sure she wanted to.
"So...I- Mind if I sit?" she motioned to the bed next to where he lay.
He made a little gesture that she took as an ok. She sat.
"So have you been sitting there since we got back.?"
"More or less." He said coldly. She winced. He was angry after all.
She put a hand on his knee "Jack, I- I'm sorry" His face twitched. She cocked her head trying to figure out why.
She suddenly saw why and jerked her hand from his leg. His tan face set with a slight pink undertone.
Elizabeth pretended not to notice he was blushing. He sat up and, all pink gone from his face said, "It's ok, love. I understand. You and Will are...in love" he looked at the wall, his feet, the floor, anything but her face when he said the last two words. He then gave her one of his highly sought after Jack-smiles.
"'Ave-ye had dinner, lass?" Jack asked her, eager to change the subject.
"No. No I haven't. We should all go out. I'll wake Will up" Jack's face lit up.
"Aye"
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(A/N: I would end the chappie here, but you all deserve more for waiting s'long)
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
After excitedly waking Will by sitting on him and shouting in his ear, they left. Jack's hand twitched as he prevented it from going to his pistol at the sight of Will and Elizabeth cuddling.
They decided to lay low that night so they went to a tavern where they were sure to not get caught by any guards. The place was crowded; they could hardly find a place to sit. They finally did and all ordered.
Will, shortly after ordering got up to go to the bathroom. Elizabeth, after another moment, also got up to go to the bathroom. When she came out, she saw Will had just gotten out of the bathroom. She knew the back of his head and jawbone in an instant.
"Will!" she called. The man turned toward her and gave her a puzzled look. It wasn't Will. It was a pirate with a long scar down his right cheek. He wore a torn pirates shirt, which was probably once white. He had a worn red belt with a pistol and sword tucked underneath and plump shilling bag hanging below.
"Oh, I'm sorry, sir. I was mistaken. I'm looking for Will Turner."
"That's me," the gruff man said with a gold-toothed smile and held out his hand, "But most people call me Bootstrap."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
MUAHAHAHAHA!!!! You all weren't expecting that, were ya?! Heh. Its totally original. No one else has thought of it (of the stories I have read) and please don't steal. Don't worry, more will be in the next chappie.
For those of you who were confused earlier, why Jack was blushing, just think of what female contact does to them. Attractive female + hand on male's leg = __________ which is embarrassing to a man trying to hide his feelings. Ok, explain it?