Disclaimer- Lets get this straight, you all know I don't own a bloody thing….bugger…. so instead of saying all that crap I usually say I've decided to place the facts of life (no not those you perve) here.
Donkeys kill more people annually than plane crashes
That's a scary fact; I don't think I'll be going to a farm anytime soon.
~*Previously of ASBAON*~ Jack and Will found Gibbs and made a proposition, Sam 'destroyed' Barbossa's dress (hehehe), Elizabeth acted blond when she learnt about the blood ritual, Sam found out that Scums isn't dead, Barbossa admitted that he liked Sam (I really hope not in that way, but it's the way my mind works so I probably won't even know until I write it).
~*Final Line*~ 'Maybe I could get away with just bleeding the other twit' Barbossa though as he walked up the helm.
Thanks to my reviewers ~ Cecilia Gray, Pirates, Jenmm31 and Dimonah Tralon – in answer to your Qs I was actually thinking of making it a Jack/OC fic but I'm not sure. What do you guys reckon? I'm glad you all like the story so far, I'm really enjoying writing it. I'm thinking of making a sequel too, I've just gotta figure out the ending to this one first! J
I really look forward to going to my inbox and seeing those reviews sitting there and waiting for me. And is great when you guys give me suggestions, I always try to incorporate them into the story.
WOOOOOOOHHHHHOOOOOOOOOO I'VE JUST HIT DOUBLE DIGITS CHAPTER 10
A Story by any other name
Standing on a dock in Tortuga, a line of 20 or so men standing at attention as 3 men assess them.
"Feast your eyes, Captain. All of them, faithful hands before the mast, every man worth his salt. And crazy to boot." Smiled Gibbs
"So this is your able-bodied crew?" Said Will, not looking as positive towards the crewman lined up on the dock. Jack just looks at him and walks up to a sailor.
"You, sailor!" he said in the man's face.
"Cotton, sir." Gibbs Answered.
"Mr. Cotton … do you have the courage and fortitude to follow orders and stay true in the face of danger and almost certain death? Mr. Cotton! Answer, man!" Jack said quite fast, confusing the man in front of him.
"He's a mute, sir. Poor devil had his tongue cut out, so he trained the parrot to talk for him. No one's yet figured how." Gibbs again answered.
"Mr. Cotton's... parrot. Same question." Jack said now addressing the parrot atop of Mr Cotton's shoulder.
"Wind in the sails! Wind in the sails!" the Parrot Squawked.
"Mostly, we figure, that means "yes.'" Gibbs Explained.
"O'course it does." Jack said as he turned to Will "Satisfied?"
"Well, you've proved they're mad." Will said still looking doubtfully at the sailors.
"And what's the benefit for us?" a less rough voice said. Jack walked curiously over to the voice and slowly takes off the sailor's hat revealing a woman with a slightly hard face.
"Anamaria" He said fondly just before he has another brief meeting with a hand as it is slapped across his face.
"I suppose you didn't deserve that one either." Smiled Will
"No, that one I deserved." Jack Admitted turning back to Anamaria.
"You stole my boat!" she accused him.
"Actually…" But before he could continue Anamaria slapped him again. "Borrowed, borrowed without permission. But with every intention of bringing it back to you."
"But you didn't!" she yelled in his face making him cower internally.
Jack thought for a moment then said "You'll get another one."
"I will." She looked sceptically at him.
"A better one" Smiled Will, he decided it would be far quicker to help him out than to watch him burn.
"A better one" Agreed Jack
"That one" Said Will, pointing to the Interceptor 'why should I make it easy for him' he thought.
"What one? That one?! Aye, that one. What say you?" a slightly shaking Jack Asked.
"Aye!" she cheered causing the rest of the sailors to agree.
"No, no, no, no, no, its frightful bad luck to bring a woman aboard, sir." Gibbs blabbered catching up To Jack who was walking towards the ship.
"It'd be far worse not to have her" Jack said looking at him sideways.
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On the open sea, the Interceptor is being thrown about by Gail force winds and huge waves. The men on deck are being pounder by bucketing rain.
"How can we sail to an island that nobody can find with a compass that doesn't work?" shouted Will to Gibbs through the rain.
"Aye, the compass doesn't point north but we're not trying to find north, are we?" He smiled at Will then turned to Jack who was standing at the helm. "We should drop canvas, sir."
"She can hold a bit longer." Disagreed Jack with a smile
"What's in your head that's put you in such a fine mood, Captain?" Gibbs asked the crazy sea-captain.
"We're catching up."
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Aboard the Pearl, Sam is learning to climb the mast.
"Now put you feet into those ropes, yes those ones and pull yourself up with you hands, good now try and pull yourself up onto that beam. Yes good work!" the Pirate known as James Shouted.
"WOOOOWWWWWHOOOOOOO I'm QUEEN OF THE WORLD" she shouted causing some pirates below to chuckle. "Wow you can really see everything from up here can't you? Hey I can see some land"
"That's the island where we're headed, I think" Pete, who was sitting in the crows nest, said.
"Now HOW DO I GET DOWN" she shouted to James.
"See that rope next to you, yep that one, grab that and when I say so, jump"
"JUMP!?!"
"Yes, ready set GO" James and another crew member held onto another rope as Sam jumped of the beam. She swung out over the sea them landed with a thump on the deck.
"WWWWWWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE…….that was sooooooooooooo fun, lets do it again" asked Sam as she jumped up and turned to face James.
"Maybe later" he laughed.
"Hey can I ask you something?" Sam looked thoughtfully at him.
"Sure, what is it?"
"When is your Birthday?"
"July Fifteenth"
"What year?"
"Every year"
"No ooohhhh never mind" Said Sam as she walked over to Barbossa who was at the helm.
"Can I drive the ship?" Sam Asked looking really innocent.
"I don't know" Barbossa looked very sceptical.
"Ooohhhh come on, I can sail it"
"Oh alright" he said stepping back.
"Ooohhhh yay" she said grabbing the wheel, she turned it slightly and didn't feel anything so she turned it very sharply the other way causing the ship to rock.
"Ooooooopppppppppssssssss" She said as Barbossa stepped up behind her and grabbed the wheel, still standing behind her.
"Like this" he said and showed her how, but he didn't move after he showed her.
Sam pushed him back a bit. "Hey, Hey, hey, ever heard of Personal space. If you want the wheel back just say so" she said stepping away from him.
"I have another question"
"Oh and what is that?" A slightly stunned Barbossa asked.
"Can I sing?"
"I dunno can you?"
"Yes but I wanna know will you kill me if I sing?" joked Sam
"Only if I hate the song"
"So I can sing!" Sam said cheerily.
"I Suppose"
"Yay, I call it the never ending tune"
"Interesting title"
"Thanks here I go
This is a song that never ends
It just goes on and on my friends,
Somebody started singing it not knowing what it was,
And we'll continue singing it forever just because;
This is a song that never ends
It just goes on and on my friends,
Somebody started singing it not knowing what it was,
And we'll continue singing it forever just because;
This is a song that never ends
It just goes on and on my friends,
Somebody started singing it not knowing what it was,
And we'll continue singing it forever just because;
This is a song that never ends
It just goes on and on my friends,
Somebody started singing it not knowing what it was,
And we'll continue singing it forever just because;
This is a song that never ends
It just goes on and on my friends,
Somebody started singing it not knowing what it was,
And we'll continue singing it forever just because;
This is the………"
"OH GOD; MAKE IT STOP… MAKE… IT… STOP" Screamed some of the crew holding their heads and some were even on the deck rocking back and forth.
"Go below deck and bloody entertain the prisoners with that evil song of yours!" yelled the captain
"…started singing it not knowing ….OK" and with that she bounded off down the stairs to annoy the prisoners, leaving the crew and Captain in beloved piece.
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You will never guess what I found the other day lurking in my backyard. It was Captain Jack Sparrow and with a little persuasion and rum I managed to get him to come inside and stay. He is at the moment sitting with Legolas and ….
*A Drunk voice is again heard* are you talking about meeeee. Do I have to remmmmiiiinnnndd yooooouuuusss dat I have arrows.
Yes Legolas I know you have arrows
OH No where's the rum …you; elf, you drank all me rum, didn'tchya, come ere * sounds of a fight going on in background*
Sorry peoples I have to get Jack some more rum and bandage Legolas. YAY
BYE ALLS