Disclaimer: I don't own PotC. God, I don't even own a house. Or my clothes. But Aha. I do own my underware XD (thank god)*cough cough* im wearing a swimsuit *cough cough* Hehe. I guess you get the point. The only thing I am gaining is nice reviews and a boosted ego LMAO.
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Reviewers:
Orli*n*Keira: Bah. NZ is a hole in most places. They only show off the scenic areas. Gah. I was thinking what you said about the nice scenery as we were driving through Onehunga. Industrial town, God damned ugly. Hehe. But in places like Taranaki it's real cool. National Park is SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO cool! Hehe. And you kept your promise! First review! Woot.
Kingleby: LOL. More ORS (obsessive Rum syndrome) from Jack in this chapter, XD, and im not sure about the Jack/Ana Romance......Im trying to keep them all IC. I think, I will add just a little bit, ya kno, flirting and stuff. But definatly NO kids. It isn't Jack to be tied down, ya kno......
Lemluvspirates: All in good time, LOL, I have the perfect time for them to discuss. *shhhhh*
Enchanted Dreamer: Thanks ^^
Orlandolover 31: Hehe, I don't need luck, im goooood, LOL- total Rip off Little Nicky.
But thanks so much for the review!!
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Hehe, onto the next chapter. Sorry if I take awhile to update, but I have my NCEA exams to worry about- Good practice for English! I can speel now XD.
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Jack cursed as he cut through the surrounding bush on his own, throwing a slight temper tantrum. The sooner he found Will and Elizabeth, the sooner he would be able to get back to the Pearl, and back to his Rum. Pushing himself through a tiny gap in the bushes, he managed to tumble head first into a small, sunny clearing on the other side. His bandana sunk over his eyes, and the cloth round his waist was half tangled in the bushes, along with nearly all of his hair.
"Bloody hell," he swore, yanking his matted hair from the reach of the branches, not even wincing as he tore some of it out. He blindly tightened the cloth from his waist, and dusted himself off, before he pulled his bandana up over his eyes so he could see again. The first thing he did see, was Will and Elizabeth, lying in a hammock, watching him in amusement, both trying to stifle their laughter.
"So," he asked, "Enjoying the show?" he inquired, in his usual antic. This pushed Elizabeth over the edge, and she burst out laughing, lying back against her husband, who was smiling in amusement. Jack, however seemed oblivious to her, instead taking a look around. He whistled in approval.
"Well, you certainly have privacy, that's for sure," he commented, then turned to Will.
"Now what's all this about you throwing my Rum into the sea?" he asked sternly, "Im guessing it was you, since young Elizabeth here knows better than to do that,"
"Jack, you gave us half a bottle," Will said incrediously, shifting from the hammock, and jumping to the ground, "You must have hundreds more on board the ship," he helped Elizabeth down, lowering her carefully to the ground.
"Of course I do!" Jack exclaimed, "but that still leaves us with the problem of you tossing half a bottle of perfectly good Rum into the ocean,"
"Jack," Elizabeth interjected, "We'll buy you another bottle."
"Another bottle!?" Both Will and Jack asked stimiltaneously. Elizabeth turned to Will, laying a hand on his chest.
"Another bottle," she said firmly, looking him in the eye. He sighed, and she turned back to Jack, who looked extremely happy.
"Savvy?" She asked.
"Savvy!" he grinned.
"Right, now how bout be get you and yer lass off this island, and back home to Port Royale?" Jack
asked happily.
"Actually," Will slid his arms around Elizabeth, gently drawing her close, "I wouldn't mind to stay here," he raised an eyebrow to Jack, smiling, and kissed Elizabeth on the cheek.
"Im not entirely sure that is a good idea," Jack stated in mock sternness, "Before you know it, you won't have one little William, or Elizabeth running underfoot, you'll have five," he wandered off.
"Jack! Are you implying that we-" Elizabeth was cut off by Will, who caressed her cheek, and when she turned to look at him, he shook his head.
"Of course I am love, it's the hard truth with men around," Jack wandered over to their packs, and pulled out an apple, taking a bite.
"Im afraid they just want want want," he smirked.
"And what does that make you?" Elizabeth raised an eyebrow.
"It makes me Captain Jack Sparrow darling," he grinned at her, and winked at Will, who just smiled as the Captain slung a pack over his shoulder.
"Now if you will excuse me, Mrs Turner, I believe we have a boat to catch," he said as he disappeared into the bushes.
Will nuzzled against Elizabeth's neck, kissing her jaw.
"I take it you haven't learnt not to argue with him," he whispered in her ear, "He always wins."
He then drew away from her, and grabbed the other pack, and they went after Jack.
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"We're nearing the port Cap'in," Mr Gibbs approached Jack, four days later, "We should make good time and be there by the late morning,"
"That's good," Jack replied, somewhat sadly, "Though I'll miss having them on board," he said.
"I know what you mean," Mr Gibbs agreed, "You will go back to harassing the crew again, instead of them,"
"Aye," Jack agreed, looking downcast.
"And you won't have an excuse to drown yourself in Rum every night," He continued.
"Aye," Jack said sadly.
"Wait a moment, I don't need an excuse to drink myself to death," Jack raised his hand, "You're forgetting one very important thing mate, Im Captain Jack Sparrow."
"Aye, that ye are," Gibbs grinned, "Ye're the captain, and a good one at that,"
"That's a good enough reason to drink for me," Jack said, "Anna-Maria, the Rum, if you will?"
The female pirate glared at him, but nonetheless, collected the Rum, shoving it to them.
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Woot. Yet another forced chapter. I just know the next one is going to be easy to write though, so I will try to make it longer, and better. And with more Jack acting as Jack humour. Which surprisingly, Isn't that difficult- Thanks to whoever it was/ the people who keep telling me I get him spot on, just like the real Jack, (Cough cough * Orli*n*keira cough cough* )
Helps a lot, LOL. Im kinda drifting away from him again though, I need to watch the trailer again before I do the next chapter.
And I decided this will be Part two of a three part Series. Had to put this happenings in a new story. Forgot to mention it last chapter, but after this one, there will be another story called 'Sailing Quicksilver'- Part three of me lil series. This won't so much be around sailing and Piracy, but Jack and Anna-Maria will be making many appearances.............. Oh, and to Orli*n*Keira, 'Sailing Quicksilver' will be much to your liking I think ;)
And im going to post another W/E story like within a couple of days so keep an eye out.
R/R much appreciated. Flames are a waste of time to both you and me, so to anyone stating that I am wasting your time, I will give you my phone, and you can go call someone who gives a toss. It's really not advantaging you in any way, so don't like, don't read.