by Poppets of the Pearl
a.k.a. Cherry-Alanna and LittleBlackStarz
Disclaimer: You know what we own. Adelia. Odessa. The plot. No stealing. And please no flames--be kind. Don't spoil the movie for us. But, Constructive criticism is accepted, with thanks.
~Chapter 4: Spiders and A Double Date
Contrary to the English docks, the Spanish ones rang with life. Pirates, wenches, sailors, servants, and even the nobility of Spain mingled together upon the ports.
Eager to join them, Will Turner and Captain Jack Sparrow jumped down off the Black Pearl as the crew tied her up.
They had only covered a small distance, Will taking in the scene with wide eyes; Jack not even bothering to gaze about, when they both heard a voice call out to them. Together, they turned to see Adelia, holding her skirts up, revealing red + white striped stockings, running up to them.
"Mr. Turner," she regarded Will shortly before turning to Jack.
"Ms. Emerson," Will murmured while Adelia turned to the pirate captain.
"I hope ye don't think yer leavin' me on that ship while ye lolly about? Wherever ye two are goin', I'm goin'....savvy?" Adelia questioned Jack.
He responded quickly, "Well who died and made ye in charge?"
Adelia smiled smugly as she replied, "Barbossa."
Will tried to muffle a laugh, but failed. Jack then glared at both of them, but put an arm around Adelia's shoulder and murmured, "Smart lass."
Together they walked towards town, Will keeping an eye out for gypsies; Jack thinking where he could get a good drink; and Adelia just thankful to be rid of England and the rotten nobles.
Yet Will just couldn't leave well enough alone, for every now and then, he would stare or gaze at Adelia through the corner of his eye. But, she was too quick to notice, because after sometime, she stopped abruptly, making the two men between her stop. She then turned her head to look into Will's confused eyes and dangerously asked, "Are ye eyein' me, sailor?"
Will paused, trying to find something to say. Jack noticed his friends desperation and quickly cleared his throat.
"It's this way, I believe, lad," Jack said, leading Will down another street towards a bar.
"Ugh! Of course the first place you decide to visit is a bar!" Adelia commented, angered by Will's damn puppy dog eyes.
Jack smirked. "You know me too well, love."
The three made their way into the var, it's dim yet lively atmosphere immediately affecting their moods. Stalking straight for the bar counter, Jack spotted the bartender. Through the dim lights, he called out what he wanted.
"3 shots of rum, mate," je smirked, and watched (with a slight manner of shock) as the bartender twirled around, a bright smile on her face. A woman bartender. Never had he heard of such a thing. Not even in Tortuga.
"Alright then," she said cheerfully, laughing at the cooes she was receiving from the regulars at the bar; Jack couldn't stop staring at her. Her hair was jet black and curly, it locks cascading to her mid-back. Her eyes were a deep and golden honey and her skin was olive toned yet paled. Jack watched as she placed three small shot glasses with rum in front of him, and how she brushed a small stray strand of curly hair behind her ear.
The woman turned and began bustling about, serving a ton of very interesting looking men. Almost immediately, Jack realized that he'd lost sight of Will and Adelia. Whipping around, he saw them sitting at a table, being harassed by a couple of drunks. Adelia smacked one of them, and Will's eyes went wide with shock. The two men seemed to decide a fight wasn't worth it, and therefore hastily left the bar.
Jack grinned at his friend fondly. She always knew how to fight for herself. Glancing down, he realized he'd finished his shots. They never do seem to last, do they?, he thought, his eyes scanning for that pretty bartender. Spotting her, he motioned that he would like another row of shots. The woman smiled and quickly finished with her current customers, heading Jack's way. When she filled up his glasses, she began to walk away but he called her back.
"Excuse me, miss. I've a question to ask ye!"
The woman smiled again at him. "What is it you'd like to know, love. I've got to get to my customers," she replied, her accent thick. Jack grinned, his fingers combing his mustache.
"What's a pretty thing like you doin' ownin' a bar?"
"It's my grandfather's bar, I just work here," she answered with a smirk, attending to her other customers. Jack still couldn't take his eyes off of her.
Back at the table, Adelia and Will were busy trying not to talk, and yet they kept sneaking looks at each other.
"Why must we d-" Will began, suddenly interrupted by Adelia.
"I need a man," she murmured, her eyes wide. "I need a man now."
Will had to think for a moment. "Wha-What?!" he asked, his mouth open in shock. He never thought she was....like that.
"No, you fool!" she yelled, slapping him and standing up. Pointing at the table, Will noticed something small and black crawling around. "I don't fancy spiders," Adelia admitted, biting her lip and staring off into space.
Will was confused a moment...spiders? How could a woman who practically grew on a ship fear spiders, especially since any ship was ridden with them?
Will simply grabbed the nearest utensil--Jack's empty shot glass of rum and not-so-gently slammed it down on the helpless arachnid. Jack turned at the noise, and quickly took his shotglass away from Will's fingertips.
"Boy, if ye want a drink, just ask the pretty barmaid," Jack laughed, but then as he took back his rum glass, he noticed the black remains of the dead spider. Jack then looked at Adelia, who was slowly approaching her chair.
"Spider?" Jack asked her, his eyes thoughtful.
Adelia quickly snapped her head to her pirate friend, "Yes, and no thanks to you!" She then turned back to Will, and sent him a look that expressed that she could have kissed him. "Thank you, Mr. Turner."
Will looked dazed; was she actually thanking him?
Noticing this, Jack bit his lip a moment, thinking. "You know what?" he said to Will and Adelia, a quirky smile on his face. "What do you say to a night on the town? I've found myself a potential 'date', if ye catch my drift..." he added, his fingers combing his mustashe, once again. Will fought back a laugh and Adelia rolled her eyes.
"Whose the lucky lass tonight, Captain?" she asked sarcastically. Jack just smiled and excused himself from the table.
Walking to the bar counter, Jack noticed the pretty barmaid preparing to get off of her work shift for the evening. Approaching her, he put on all of his charm, only to have it whisked away again as their eyes met.
"Well, fancy seein' you again." She smiled happily, tugging on her cloak. "Did you need something?" she added at his silence.
"I ..um, I was wondering'...no...I was...hoping you would...join me..and my two friends, over there for a night...on the town?" he asked her, nervous as all hell for reasons he couldn't explain.
"Well, I was jus' about to leave, but I suppose I could make an exception...Mr...?"
"Sparrow. Captain Jack Sparrow," he replied with a hopeful grin. That line always got them.
"Alright, I'll join you, Captain Sparrow, but I do have to be home slightly early."
"Great, great," he responded, "What is you name, lass?"
"Odessa," she answered simply.
Jack turned around and lead her towards where Will and Adelia were standing.
"Is this like a double date?" the woman asked, smiling at them both, turning to look at Jack just as Adelia and Will mouthed their disgust.
"Yes, yes it is," Jack replied, trying hard not to laugh as Adelia just about dropped to the floor. "Let's get goin', then."
The quartet headed down the street and towards the boardwalk where there were a few nice place to dine. Jack surveyed the long-forgotten restaurants with renewed interest, deciding which particular setting was the perfect atmosphere; his pretty escort, Odessa, looked around at the company she had gottn herself into: a rogue pirate, a pretty red-haired young woman, and a young man with looks and a presence that seemed somewhat familiar. She couldn't place exactly what is was, but it was there.
Adelia tried to ignore the rather too-close distance Will Turner was keeping to her side, but found she couldn't. She wanted to snap at him for it, but remembered Jack's earlier lecture; she would at least try to keep the evening pleasant, possibly. That is, if this Will didn't try anything. She only hoped Jack did the same, for the barmaiden didn't seem she would comply any one's wishes such as that.
Will gazed in wonder around curiously. He constantly pondered why Jack had arranged this 'double date'; after all, he had a sister to find! Perphaps he was thinking that this girl had inacquires about a gypsy caravan nearby. He certainly hoped so, anyway.
Jack cheerfully led them into a small Italian-looking café, hoping that they carried some of the famous wine Italy was known for. He had been promised miracle alcohol, after all!
Adelia surveyed the small restaurant, smiling. Italian was her favorite, and she hadn't had any in years, since she'd last been in Italy, 8 years ago with Jack on his Black Pearl.
Suddenly a rather funny prank popped into her all-too-willing mind.
"Oh, Italian," Adelia stated surprised, in mock awe.
"Yes, yes," Jack consoled, "I know it's your favorite."
"Yes, and I haven't had much of it since you dumped me off in England." Adelia wiped away invisible tears, and walked into the restaurant, leaving Jack grinning, Will confused, and the Spaniard shocked.
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Jenmm31--Merry Christmas!
Oh and pples, that last line by Adelia may be confusing, but you'll find out the meaning in later chapters.
Odessa--My fav line is----'"Sparrow. Captain Jack Sparrow," he replied with a hopeful grin. That line always got them.'
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