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*Evil Grin* JK! Anyway I suck at these, so just don't sue me. I'm broke!
Other than that enjoy!
It was a sunny morning; there on the ocean sailed the Black Pearl. On it the crews were busy taking orders from Jack. Christie was still asleep in her cabin not ready to get up. She was never a morning person. She used to be, she was until she turned thirteen, and now with her being fourteen was highly unlikely. Finally, Christie woke up to the sound of seagulls screeching above the Black Pearl. She got up and dressed the beads and bells jingling in her hair, then exited her cabin.
Christie walked on the deck of the Black Pearl, seeing her father at the helm decided to go see what's going on. Halfway to the helm she chose that it would be more enjoyable for her to sneak up and catch him off guard. Silently she moved towards the helm watching her prey concentrating on steering the ship. She had her hand on her sword ready to draw it from its sheath that hang from her brown belt. Nearing her father she slowly drew her sword trying not to make a sound. Then she approached her father and suddenly he whirled around with his sword already drawn and pointing at her neck. She was so surprised that he knew she forgot to point her sword at him. "Knew ye, were coming' from a mile a way." He said grinning at his daughter who was coming out of her shock.
"How?" Christie said flatly. "Well, between when I saw ye come out from the lower deck an' I 'eard you draw yer sword," said Jack, looking at the face his daughter made when she was corrected.
"Well then, since ye already know 'm ready." said Christie lunging at her father who easily dodged. "Yer gonna' have to do better than that, luv," teased Jack advancing upon her. The duel had started, now they were all over the ship. Some of the crew watched as Jack and Christie fought almost neck and neck; Jack with advantage.
Now they were on the deck of the ship lunging at each other. "So, ye want me to stop taking it easy on you," taunted Jack whiled avoiding Christie's sword.
"Fine," said Christie challenging dodging Jack's sword that could have been fatal. At that same moment Jack scratched Christie on her cheek. A small thin red line appeared on Christie's face. She clenched her fists tighter.
Almost like the cut had recharged her she moved forward on Jack like a lion. Every move was now stronger with more force, Jack immediately noticed. Then Christie grabbed a rope and swung up to the helm and did a half dismount while landing. Her father was coming up the stairs, when she then appeared at the top of them. She thought she had Jack cornered, then she came face to face with an all too familiar pistol pointed at her. "Do ye surrender," asked Jack with interest.
"No!" said Christie as she quickly turned her sword around and tripped Jack with the hilt of her sword, causing him to fall and land on his back. When he got up the tables were turned. Now he was on the floor and Christie had pulled out her pistol and aimed it at him. "So do ye surrender?" asked Christie grinning.
"Ye cheated," said Jack with a smile. "Pirate," Christie replied arrogantly. Jack's grin widened with her answer.
"Aye, good form" he said taking Christie's hand to help him up.
"Ye think so," asked Christie overwhelmed.
"Aye, now go down to the galley yer mother's awaitin', an' put a bandage on." Answered Jack still grinning as he watched his daughter walk down the steps on to the lower deck.
Gibbs couldn't hold his laughter any more, "Ha, ha, ha, ha, she's getting good ye better watch out."
"Aye, she's gonna be a handful if she ever meets a boy," said Jack still proud.
Christie walked into the galley. There her mother, Anamaria, was sitting at a table looking at some maps; with Danny glancing over her shoulder. Danny now ten looked more like his mother than his father. Although there were some traits of Jack's in the boy. Danny also had his hair in braids with the strangest things in them, and had a green bandana holding it back. He had deep brown eyes but jet-black hair like his mothers.
"Mornin' mum." said Christie greeting her mother.
"What were ye doin' up on deck," asked Anamaria. Already knowing the answer.
"I just was dueling with dad. You know the usual," responded Christie casually. Then Anamaria noticed the tin line of blood on Christie's cheek.
"Get a bandage, now" commanded Anamaria, with her motherly instincts acting upon the shallow about medium size cut.
"Muuuuuumm?! It's only a small cut. 'M fine. honest!" Christie pleaded with her mother not to make a big deal.
"An' let me guess whose fault it is," retorted Anamaria, eyeing the door to the deck dangerously. Then she stomped up the stairs.
"You're so dead! This is so amusing." Danny laughed. Christie gave him a death glare and snapped "Well, if your enjoying it so much then you must know that when mum's done wit' dad there's no way you can duel wit' him." Danny's face changed from a smug look to terror when the statement dawned on him. Then the both ran up the stairs to try and prevent and thing from happening to their fun for the day.
When they reached the helm of the Pearl, Anamaria had already found Jack. They were arguing loudly over the subject of Jack and Christie's duel. "You could 'ave hurt her, Jack Sparrow!" shouted Anamaria.
"Captain, Captain Jack Sparrow!" retorted Jack out of habit. Anamaria stared treacherously at her husband. "Sorry luv, it's a habit," Jack pleaded, trying to calm down his furious wife. If it was one thing that Christie had inherited from her mother it was her temper.
"Well, I guess this is too?" Anamaria replied angrily. *Smack* the crew made a low "Oooohh" as if they felt Jack's pain and looked away from the scene. And with that Anamaria left the helm returning to her cabin to cool off.
"Are ye alright?" asked Danny helping his father recover. "Not sure if I deserved that," replied Jack still bent over from his wife's slap. "Sorry, Dad." Said Christie slowly approaching her father. "It's ok luv. Yer mum just doesn't understand that ye gota get used ta scrapes and cut's like that. It's better to get used te 'em, then get one in a duel and just stop." replied Jack now back to normal. "Well, then 'ow 'bout if ye take on me. I can fight, at least better than she can." challenged Danny. Before Jack could say anything, Christie had already hit Danny in the head. "Oops, sorry 'bout that. Like ye said I can't fight.," retorted Christie with a broad grin on her face. "Yeah, well let's 'ave it, then come on I could take ya!" shouted Danny ready for a fight. In less than a second, Christie had her sword out of its sheath. Before anything happened Jack intervened. He knew at least someone would get killed, if not badly injured.
"Break it up, ye two." barked Jack. "Yer, mum is mad enough." Jack separated his children. Then Christie walked down to the bow of the ship, staring out at the immense blue ocean. Seeing this calmed her senses, she knew she could beat Danny while even playing fair. If only her father would let her she would teach Danny a lesson.
Back at the helm, Jack gave Danny a look over to see if the impact and done any damage besides hurt. "Ow!" Said Danny at the touch of Jack's hand. " 'Old still, I'm jus' checking yer head." Jack said calming him down. Christie had hit Danny hard; Jack knew when he had heard the sound of impact.
"Could've taken 'er." snapped Danny.
"Maybe, maybe not. She 'as more experience." Jack acknowledged not to sure of his son's confidence. *They'll have to square wit' it someday!* thought Jack to himself. With that Jack returned to steering the Pearl, while singing his favorite song.
It was a sunny morning; there on the ocean sailed the Black Pearl. On it the crews were busy taking orders from Jack. Christie was still asleep in her cabin not ready to get up. She was never a morning person. She used to be, she was until she turned thirteen, and now with her being fourteen was highly unlikely. Finally, Christie woke up to the sound of seagulls screeching above the Black Pearl. She got up and dressed the beads and bells jingling in her hair, then exited her cabin.
Christie walked on the deck of the Black Pearl, seeing her father at the helm decided to go see what's going on. Halfway to the helm she chose that it would be more enjoyable for her to sneak up and catch him off guard. Silently she moved towards the helm watching her prey concentrating on steering the ship. She had her hand on her sword ready to draw it from its sheath that hang from her brown belt. Nearing her father she slowly drew her sword trying not to make a sound. Then she approached her father and suddenly he whirled around with his sword already drawn and pointing at her neck. She was so surprised that he knew she forgot to point her sword at him. "Knew ye, were coming' from a mile a way." He said grinning at his daughter who was coming out of her shock.
"How?" Christie said flatly. "Well, between when I saw ye come out from the lower deck an' I 'eard you draw yer sword," said Jack, looking at the face his daughter made when she was corrected.
"Well then, since ye already know 'm ready." said Christie lunging at her father who easily dodged. "Yer gonna' have to do better than that, luv," teased Jack advancing upon her. The duel had started, now they were all over the ship. Some of the crew watched as Jack and Christie fought almost neck and neck; Jack with advantage.
Now they were on the deck of the ship lunging at each other. "So, ye want me to stop taking it easy on you," taunted Jack whiled avoiding Christie's sword.
"Fine," said Christie challenging dodging Jack's sword that could have been fatal. At that same moment Jack scratched Christie on her cheek. A small thin red line appeared on Christie's face. She clenched her fists tighter.
Almost like the cut had recharged her she moved forward on Jack like a lion. Every move was now stronger with more force, Jack immediately noticed. Then Christie grabbed a rope and swung up to the helm and did a half dismount while landing. Her father was coming up the stairs, when she then appeared at the top of them. She thought she had Jack cornered, then she came face to face with an all too familiar pistol pointed at her. "Do ye surrender," asked Jack with interest.
"No!" said Christie as she quickly turned her sword around and tripped Jack with the hilt of her sword, causing him to fall and land on his back. When he got up the tables were turned. Now he was on the floor and Christie had pulled out her pistol and aimed it at him. "So do ye surrender?" asked Christie grinning.
"Ye cheated," said Jack with a smile. "Pirate," Christie replied arrogantly. Jack's grin widened with her answer.
"Aye, good form" he said taking Christie's hand to help him up.
"Ye think so," asked Christie overwhelmed.
"Aye, now go down to the galley yer mother's awaitin', an' put a bandage on." Answered Jack still grinning as he watched his daughter walk down the steps on to the lower deck.
Gibbs couldn't hold his laughter any more, "Ha, ha, ha, ha, she's getting good ye better watch out."
"Aye, she's gonna be a handful if she ever meets a boy," said Jack still proud.
Christie walked into the galley. There her mother, Anamaria, was sitting at a table looking at some maps; with Danny glancing over her shoulder. Danny now ten looked more like his mother than his father. Although there were some traits of Jack's in the boy. Danny also had his hair in braids with the strangest things in them, and had a green bandana holding it back. He had deep brown eyes but jet-black hair like his mothers.
"Mornin' mum." said Christie greeting her mother.
"What were ye doin' up on deck," asked Anamaria. Already knowing the answer.
"I just was dueling with dad. You know the usual," responded Christie casually. Then Anamaria noticed the tin line of blood on Christie's cheek.
"Get a bandage, now" commanded Anamaria, with her motherly instincts acting upon the shallow about medium size cut.
"Muuuuuumm?! It's only a small cut. 'M fine. honest!" Christie pleaded with her mother not to make a big deal.
"An' let me guess whose fault it is," retorted Anamaria, eyeing the door to the deck dangerously. Then she stomped up the stairs.
"You're so dead! This is so amusing." Danny laughed. Christie gave him a death glare and snapped "Well, if your enjoying it so much then you must know that when mum's done wit' dad there's no way you can duel wit' him." Danny's face changed from a smug look to terror when the statement dawned on him. Then the both ran up the stairs to try and prevent and thing from happening to their fun for the day.
When they reached the helm of the Pearl, Anamaria had already found Jack. They were arguing loudly over the subject of Jack and Christie's duel. "You could 'ave hurt her, Jack Sparrow!" shouted Anamaria.
"Captain, Captain Jack Sparrow!" retorted Jack out of habit. Anamaria stared treacherously at her husband. "Sorry luv, it's a habit," Jack pleaded, trying to calm down his furious wife. If it was one thing that Christie had inherited from her mother it was her temper.
"Well, I guess this is too?" Anamaria replied angrily. *Smack* the crew made a low "Oooohh" as if they felt Jack's pain and looked away from the scene. And with that Anamaria left the helm returning to her cabin to cool off.
"Are ye alright?" asked Danny helping his father recover. "Not sure if I deserved that," replied Jack still bent over from his wife's slap. "Sorry, Dad." Said Christie slowly approaching her father. "It's ok luv. Yer mum just doesn't understand that ye gota get used ta scrapes and cut's like that. It's better to get used te 'em, then get one in a duel and just stop." replied Jack now back to normal. "Well, then 'ow 'bout if ye take on me. I can fight, at least better than she can." challenged Danny. Before Jack could say anything, Christie had already hit Danny in the head. "Oops, sorry 'bout that. Like ye said I can't fight.," retorted Christie with a broad grin on her face. "Yeah, well let's 'ave it, then come on I could take ya!" shouted Danny ready for a fight. In less than a second, Christie had her sword out of its sheath. Before anything happened Jack intervened. He knew at least someone would get killed, if not badly injured.
"Break it up, ye two." barked Jack. "Yer, mum is mad enough." Jack separated his children. Then Christie walked down to the bow of the ship, staring out at the immense blue ocean. Seeing this calmed her senses, she knew she could beat Danny while even playing fair. If only her father would let her she would teach Danny a lesson.
Back at the helm, Jack gave Danny a look over to see if the impact and done any damage besides hurt. "Ow!" Said Danny at the touch of Jack's hand. " 'Old still, I'm jus' checking yer head." Jack said calming him down. Christie had hit Danny hard; Jack knew when he had heard the sound of impact.
"Could've taken 'er." snapped Danny.
"Maybe, maybe not. She 'as more experience." Jack acknowledged not to sure of his son's confidence. *They'll have to square wit' it someday!* thought Jack to himself. With that Jack returned to steering the Pearl, while singing his favorite song.