Chapter 6, not going to be as exciting as the former chapters. But I had fun writing it, hope you have at least as much fun reading it. I'm starting on chapter 7 right now, and I'll try to put it up by tomorrow because I won't have access to a computer until Monday.
Are you all going to miss me? –wink wink-
Disclaimer:
-grumbles- my partner in crime says she has too much homework to do some plotting with me, so we still don't own POTC. I think I'll ask my boyfriend to help…
A few hours later, everybody is loaded into a little rowing boat. Ilona has been drinking from the wine... so she's acting pretty funny now.
"....gently down the stweam...mellily, mellily..-hiccup- life is zjus' a dweam" Wheeeeej... I like boats.. I like water...Hey.. that's Barbossa... I like him too.
It seems like we're rowing into a big dark cave now.. I'm not sure I like that. Dark caves contain spiders.. And I definitely do NOT like spiders ! Their icky and yucky and have eight legs and some sort of sticky stuff coming from their bottoms..
Suddenly everything starts spinning and the floor jumps onto my nose.. Oh no.. that isn't right. Floors usually don't jump on people noses. Hmm… it appears I'm horizontally… I think I fell down. –Looking into the eyes of some dead person.. a dead person who has been dead for quite a long time now- : "Hello.. I don't think we've met before.. are you a friend of Ragetti's?"
Next thing I know, I'm flying through the air..-translated from drunk Lona language: she has been picked up by a very big, very strong, very non-attractive pirate- Only to be dropped in freezing cold water.. "Aaaargh.. Okay, Okay, I'm sober already!" Soaking wet and cold to the bone I walk on, my mouth drops open as I witness the giant heap of gold coins. In the middle of it all stands the stone chest of Cortez.
Barbossa drags me and Liz up to the chest and starts his boring speech. I'm just observing everything, there.. in a little crack in the wall I can see a faint glitter of gold. Probably Jacks teeth –Giggle- Oeh Boy... I think the alcohol isn't entirely gone yet. "..Who's blood must yet be repaid?" "THEIRS!!" Yupz..ours..wait...what?? "OURS? What do I've got to do with it?".
Barbossa grabs our hands: "By blood begun.. By blood undone" "No no no no no, I don't wanna, can't you just kill me? That'll leave a scar for sure. OW!" Great.. now I've got a cut in my hand.. and it's bleeding like a pig: "You (think really nasty and mean word here)! You ing cut me!!" Barbossa grins very evil now: "Well… I couldn't be sure of you telling the truth, perhaps you are Turners child" He drops the coin into the chest and closes his eyes. –Snigger- "Are you in for a surprise"-giggle-
A silence. One of those silences in which crickets normally would tsjirp. (Crickets do tsjirp.. right? I mean.. right?) But then again, crickets don't live in caves. Koehler opens his eyes: "Did it work?" "I dun feel no different yet!" "How can we tell?" Oh.. this is a fun part! Happily jumping up and down I start tugging Barbossa's sleeve: "Ow.. please, may I? Please? I promise I'll be a good girl from now on.. just let me use the gun, please…?" –Big sweet blue eyes- Barbossa laughs almost hysterically: "Ye must be out of yer mind, missy. Do you really think that I'm handing over me pistol to YOU?" He draws his gun, and shoots the bald guy with the icky yellow eyes. "Drat.. party pooper" Pouting I sit down on the chest.
"You're not dead" "Well.. technically, if you're a walking skeleton, most people would say that you're dead, so that means that.." "SHUT UP!" Barbossa yells at me. " He shot me!" Somewhere I hear water splashing, this would mean that Will is taking a swim by now. "You, maid, are you the child of William Turner?" Elizabeth looks at Barbossa: "No" SMACK, Barbossa hits her and she falls down the gold pile. What a wussy.
Then I see another odd thing, Barbossa didn't hit her with the medallion. That thing is still in the chest. While hoping that nobody sees me, I carefully steal the medallion out of the chest. Hmm… does this mean I will turn into a dead non-dead person too? Cool!
"Let's spill all her blood… just in case" Phew, they're not referring to their anymore.
At this time Barbossa finally notices that Lizzie isn't lying unconscious down the hill anymore. "The girl! She took the medallion! Find her!" As everybody starts running around, looking for her, they seem to have forgotten about me. So I start to creep to the exit –Click- Hmm.. that sounds like a gun.. "You ain't goin' nowhere dearie" Blasted pirate! "I, erhm… was looking for my contact lens?" –Big innocent smile-. "The oars have gone missing" "Find 'em!!" What's with all the yelling? Jeez.. it's not as if they actually need the boats… they can cross water much faster.. just walk through it.
"Ey.. you're s'posed to be dead!" the bald pirate says. Jack looks a bit fuzzy: "Am I not?" he turns around and waddles back, were he meats another dozen of his old crewmates. All eager to say hi.
Ilona still is a little bit tipsy from all that wine, have you noticed? She's much more happy when she's drunk and less cranky.. As for the situation she's in now.. well.. At least she's back on The Black Pearl again..
"Correct me if I'm wrong, but you want me to be left on an island, watching you sail away with my ship, with nothing but a name and your word it's the one I need?"
-Grin from me- "Nah, whatever gave you that idea? He is gonna sail away on hís ship, shouting the name to you, while you're standing on a little island. That way it's much more fun. I like fun you know.." "Will you stop saying what I want to say before I can even say it?" Jack cries out in utter frustration.
"Will you be quiet? I'm trying to negotiate here. As I was saying, and since we didn't betray any one, unlike yourself, it seems to me that we are most trustworthy"
Jack moans and lets his head rest in the palms of his hands. What did I do? "Sir, we're gaining on the Interceptor".
-Pets monkey- Nice monkey, good monkey. So.. another chapter finished. This one a bit boring though. Probably because I'm surrounded by boredom (I'm at work)
If anyone wants to have a role in my fic, please notify me.. I love making up characters!
Pirate blondie= I want to wish you a happy birthday! Mine isn't due for another 2 months yet. So silly, I'm 18, and I still don't have a drivers license –starts sobbing-
Well.. as a gift from me: A little role in the next chapter. ;-)