Here we go, chapter 7. Seven is my lucky number so I hope this chappie goes
okays. I think fluff is gonna be comin in this chapter, had to come sooner
of later didn't it? Okay well please read and review!Thanx!
The moment Elizabeth stepped on to the island she felt like all her worries washed away. Tommorow was distant and far away. For a moment she just stood there, surveying the lush vegetation of the palm tree forest and seeing tiny crabs scuttle away. It was paradise.
"Come on Elizabeth, darling," said Jack holding her hand and leading her into the forest.
"Let me show you around, my island. It's always been mine, come here whenever I had any Brits chasing me or if I just needed me time. It's a nice cozy place."
"It looks amazing. So do you have a shelter here? And food and things?," Elizabeth asked.
"Of course, I do. Plenty of rum to go around ya know."
"Jack, honestly, I'd think you would give up that bad habit!" said Elizabeth pretending to be shocked, but just kidding.
"Rum, is sometimes a man's best friend, my dear Elizabeth. It never hurts ya, says mean things to ya, and makes you feel good, when the women have their moments," replied Jack, with a grin.
"Jack Sparrow!" Elizabeth yelled out, laughing, " You are without a doubt, the rudest pirate on this face of the Caribbean!"
"Not the first time I've been told that before."
"Not the last I'll reckon either."
Then as they walked further into the tangled forest Elizabeth spotted an eerie building skeleton looming out of the darkness. For a moment Elizbeth clutched Jack's sleeve. "Don't worry now darling. Just my cozy little cottage," whispered Jack.
They slowly trudged up the stairs. The house was made out of palm tree leaves and pieces of wood. It had just a small, average sized room, but to Elizabeth it seemed accomadable. Jack then pulled out a cask of rum and a moldy loaf of bread. "Well," Elizabeth said kind of laughing to herself, "that was to expected of you Jack.Then suddenly she had an idea. "Jack, let's go have a for old time's sake fire side romp," said Elizabeth, brightening suddenly.
"That sounds like a fabulous idea," agreed Jack.
Yo-Ho, Yo-Ho a pirates life for me! We pillage, we plunder, we ravage and loot. A Pirates life for me.
The moment Elizabeth stepped on to the island she felt like all her worries washed away. Tommorow was distant and far away. For a moment she just stood there, surveying the lush vegetation of the palm tree forest and seeing tiny crabs scuttle away. It was paradise.
"Come on Elizabeth, darling," said Jack holding her hand and leading her into the forest.
"Let me show you around, my island. It's always been mine, come here whenever I had any Brits chasing me or if I just needed me time. It's a nice cozy place."
"It looks amazing. So do you have a shelter here? And food and things?," Elizabeth asked.
"Of course, I do. Plenty of rum to go around ya know."
"Jack, honestly, I'd think you would give up that bad habit!" said Elizabeth pretending to be shocked, but just kidding.
"Rum, is sometimes a man's best friend, my dear Elizabeth. It never hurts ya, says mean things to ya, and makes you feel good, when the women have their moments," replied Jack, with a grin.
"Jack Sparrow!" Elizabeth yelled out, laughing, " You are without a doubt, the rudest pirate on this face of the Caribbean!"
"Not the first time I've been told that before."
"Not the last I'll reckon either."
Then as they walked further into the tangled forest Elizabeth spotted an eerie building skeleton looming out of the darkness. For a moment Elizbeth clutched Jack's sleeve. "Don't worry now darling. Just my cozy little cottage," whispered Jack.
They slowly trudged up the stairs. The house was made out of palm tree leaves and pieces of wood. It had just a small, average sized room, but to Elizabeth it seemed accomadable. Jack then pulled out a cask of rum and a moldy loaf of bread. "Well," Elizabeth said kind of laughing to herself, "that was to expected of you Jack.Then suddenly she had an idea. "Jack, let's go have a for old time's sake fire side romp," said Elizabeth, brightening suddenly.
"That sounds like a fabulous idea," agreed Jack.
Yo-Ho, Yo-Ho a pirates life for me! We pillage, we plunder, we ravage and loot. A Pirates life for me.