Too Lucky
Hi I'm back. Well I just wanted to say hi, before we get started. Fun Fact- I decided to start writing this fic after whacking the shit out of my knee. Interesting way to get started, no?
Celia felt her foot catch her dress, and she plunged forward. Now that wouldn't have been as bad, hadn't she been slammed into a tree. Which wouldn't have been as bad hadn't she hit so hard that a branch knocked loose, and hit her hard. Which wouldn't have been as bad hadn't the branch been huge, and pinning her down. Which wouldn't have been as bad hadn't she heard laughter from beneath the massive, dead branch. She felt like an idiot. Which wouldn't have been as bad had it taken only that incident for others to figure that out.
She struggled against the giant branch trying unsuccessfully to free herself. Damn it. How had she hit hard enough to dislodge that thing? It seemed impossible that she, herself had managed to single handedly knock a giant branch from a giant tree, and damn was that tree giant. Wait stop, giant. Something in Celia's mind snapped, as she realized that she could hear waves louder than she had before. Wasn't that part of her bullshit story? Errmm- Oh yeah, the cave with the Diamond Doo-hicky-thingy was supposed right next to err- this tree. HOLY SHIT! To state it lightly. There really was a giant tree. Of coarse now Celia had to deal with the problem of no cave. Oh well, until she was freed from the massive limb, she'd stick with happiness.
Celia saw Jack's head peek over the branch and look down at her with a big grin on his face. Dumb ass. She damned him, and all that he stood for, and envisioned herself attempting to shake his hand again. (See how much she loves him?)
"That mus' ter hurt, lass. I swear, no one ever has t' get renege on y', all they 'ave to do is wait fer y' to do it y'rself." He said grinning from ear to ear. URRGG!! Oh how he knew how to piss her off. Right about now she wished him ANY kind of pain. She even hoped him mild discomfort. Whatever that could keep him from being the asshole he was.
She just groaned. The branch was suppressing her chest, so it wasn't likely she'd be able to get enough air to speak. She was already feeling kind of dizzy. She laid her head back. Not long after, several of the pirates were working to move the branch off of Celia's petite form. She noted that they weren't at all interested in Celia's condition, so she did her best to make sure that none of her bones cracked.
It was a good twenty minutes before she was out from under the massive bough. She groaned when a pirate reached down and yanked her to her feet, and forced her to face Captain Hart.
"I see th' tree, but no cave. Y' didn't lie t' me did y', lass? I certainly hope, for your sake, not." Why would he hope for her well being? He didn't seem the type that would care all too much if she lived or died.
Celia felt her blood run cold. Oh yes, no cave. Shark Island, south side, tree, but no cave. Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, DAMN! Things were going so well too. Come on Celia, think! Think girl. She had to come up with something.
"W-well, y' see-" She was cut off when someone screamed to Hart.
"Captain, I've found th' cave!" The voice yelled excitedly. Wait, he'd found the cave. Didn't he know that there wasn't a cave? There wasn't a cave, it just wasn't there. So, how had he found it? The damn moron, the cave was a figment of Celia's imagination.
"Y' 'ave?" Hart asked suspiciously looking from the bushes in the general direction the outburst had came to Celia, and back again, then to Celia again, and back to the bushes, and- oh hell, you get the idea.
"Yessir!" The voice reported. Hart grabbed Celia, yanked hard, and walked toward the voice with Celia in tow. Celia thought this MUST be some kind of cruel joke. This HAD to be. I mean seriously, let's think about this. She was kidnapped by pirates because she knew where the Diamond Frog thing was, and she didn't. So she invented an island, which actually existed, and a tree on the island, which actually existed, and a cave, which apparently actually existed. This was too good. She was too lucky. Something was going to happen, and Celia knew it. She could practically taste the on coming disaster that was around the corner.
Of coarse she didn't have much time to think about it. She was yanked through the bushes; low and behold there was the cave. Plain as day. Wow. Now that is what Celia called a lucky guess. The cave entrance was narrow; only two people could fit through at once. Of coarse she wanted to try out three large pirates to test the theory, and cause delay, but she decided to keep her mouth shut. Damn. Three big pirates stuck in a cave entrance would have been some serious entertainment. She would have definitely enjoyed that, but alas Celia was going to have to stick with thoughts of her oncoming decease. Damn. She never got to have any fun.
Celia watched mildly interested as Hart ordered a bunch of people around. A few minutes later, Hart was yanking her in the cave. Why did he have to yank all the damn time? He could just ask, and she'd have gone more than willing. I mean she was a scaredy cat. Ok that may have been an understatement. She would have gone with a gentle tug, but no he had to yank her. Damn him, and his crew. She briefly envisioned them suffering a slow painful death.
As Celia was being forced through the cave entrance she thought about how short and pathetic her life had been. Now that she thought about it, her life was pretty much one misfortune after another. It plain sucked. Well, excluding the few moments that she caused pain to someone she wasn't fond of; those moments were her finest.
YaY! ThAt WaS fUn! Hmm- that was lame wasn't it? Oh well. Anyway this was great, really fun to type. And GASP! Celia's cave actually exists! Can you believe it? Ok honestly, who didn't see that coming? Okeedokee review, or suffer greatly.
Hi I'm back. Well I just wanted to say hi, before we get started. Fun Fact- I decided to start writing this fic after whacking the shit out of my knee. Interesting way to get started, no?
Celia felt her foot catch her dress, and she plunged forward. Now that wouldn't have been as bad, hadn't she been slammed into a tree. Which wouldn't have been as bad hadn't she hit so hard that a branch knocked loose, and hit her hard. Which wouldn't have been as bad hadn't the branch been huge, and pinning her down. Which wouldn't have been as bad hadn't she heard laughter from beneath the massive, dead branch. She felt like an idiot. Which wouldn't have been as bad had it taken only that incident for others to figure that out.
She struggled against the giant branch trying unsuccessfully to free herself. Damn it. How had she hit hard enough to dislodge that thing? It seemed impossible that she, herself had managed to single handedly knock a giant branch from a giant tree, and damn was that tree giant. Wait stop, giant. Something in Celia's mind snapped, as she realized that she could hear waves louder than she had before. Wasn't that part of her bullshit story? Errmm- Oh yeah, the cave with the Diamond Doo-hicky-thingy was supposed right next to err- this tree. HOLY SHIT! To state it lightly. There really was a giant tree. Of coarse now Celia had to deal with the problem of no cave. Oh well, until she was freed from the massive limb, she'd stick with happiness.
Celia saw Jack's head peek over the branch and look down at her with a big grin on his face. Dumb ass. She damned him, and all that he stood for, and envisioned herself attempting to shake his hand again. (See how much she loves him?)
"That mus' ter hurt, lass. I swear, no one ever has t' get renege on y', all they 'ave to do is wait fer y' to do it y'rself." He said grinning from ear to ear. URRGG!! Oh how he knew how to piss her off. Right about now she wished him ANY kind of pain. She even hoped him mild discomfort. Whatever that could keep him from being the asshole he was.
She just groaned. The branch was suppressing her chest, so it wasn't likely she'd be able to get enough air to speak. She was already feeling kind of dizzy. She laid her head back. Not long after, several of the pirates were working to move the branch off of Celia's petite form. She noted that they weren't at all interested in Celia's condition, so she did her best to make sure that none of her bones cracked.
It was a good twenty minutes before she was out from under the massive bough. She groaned when a pirate reached down and yanked her to her feet, and forced her to face Captain Hart.
"I see th' tree, but no cave. Y' didn't lie t' me did y', lass? I certainly hope, for your sake, not." Why would he hope for her well being? He didn't seem the type that would care all too much if she lived or died.
Celia felt her blood run cold. Oh yes, no cave. Shark Island, south side, tree, but no cave. Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, DAMN! Things were going so well too. Come on Celia, think! Think girl. She had to come up with something.
"W-well, y' see-" She was cut off when someone screamed to Hart.
"Captain, I've found th' cave!" The voice yelled excitedly. Wait, he'd found the cave. Didn't he know that there wasn't a cave? There wasn't a cave, it just wasn't there. So, how had he found it? The damn moron, the cave was a figment of Celia's imagination.
"Y' 'ave?" Hart asked suspiciously looking from the bushes in the general direction the outburst had came to Celia, and back again, then to Celia again, and back to the bushes, and- oh hell, you get the idea.
"Yessir!" The voice reported. Hart grabbed Celia, yanked hard, and walked toward the voice with Celia in tow. Celia thought this MUST be some kind of cruel joke. This HAD to be. I mean seriously, let's think about this. She was kidnapped by pirates because she knew where the Diamond Frog thing was, and she didn't. So she invented an island, which actually existed, and a tree on the island, which actually existed, and a cave, which apparently actually existed. This was too good. She was too lucky. Something was going to happen, and Celia knew it. She could practically taste the on coming disaster that was around the corner.
Of coarse she didn't have much time to think about it. She was yanked through the bushes; low and behold there was the cave. Plain as day. Wow. Now that is what Celia called a lucky guess. The cave entrance was narrow; only two people could fit through at once. Of coarse she wanted to try out three large pirates to test the theory, and cause delay, but she decided to keep her mouth shut. Damn. Three big pirates stuck in a cave entrance would have been some serious entertainment. She would have definitely enjoyed that, but alas Celia was going to have to stick with thoughts of her oncoming decease. Damn. She never got to have any fun.
Celia watched mildly interested as Hart ordered a bunch of people around. A few minutes later, Hart was yanking her in the cave. Why did he have to yank all the damn time? He could just ask, and she'd have gone more than willing. I mean she was a scaredy cat. Ok that may have been an understatement. She would have gone with a gentle tug, but no he had to yank her. Damn him, and his crew. She briefly envisioned them suffering a slow painful death.
As Celia was being forced through the cave entrance she thought about how short and pathetic her life had been. Now that she thought about it, her life was pretty much one misfortune after another. It plain sucked. Well, excluding the few moments that she caused pain to someone she wasn't fond of; those moments were her finest.
YaY! ThAt WaS fUn! Hmm- that was lame wasn't it? Oh well. Anyway this was great, really fun to type. And GASP! Celia's cave actually exists! Can you believe it? Ok honestly, who didn't see that coming? Okeedokee review, or suffer greatly.