I love you all so much, I've decided to update twice in 24 hours. That, and
I'm bored and feel bad because my dog has a UTI. My poor doggie.
Oh, and for the record, Benny & Joon is the best movie EVER. Everybody has to go and watch. Johnny Depp is really, really, REALLY funny.
Kat's interview went very well, and she got free hot chocolate too!
Now for our Jack quote of the day:
"I think we've all reached a very special place. Spiritually... Ecumenically... Grammatically."
Reviewers:
Ginny-Star: I don't know why, but for some reason EVERYTHING I've written lately is sweet. It's sickening.
J. Liha: They DO grow up fast. For the love of all things Deppian and pretty, they're getting MARRIED.
Bratprincess: Don't s'pose you happened to be watching the Simpsons just then?
LuvlyGRLofLIFE: Tissues galore coming at you!
Szhismine: Yeah, I know Thanksgiving is on Monday. I just said that for something to say. I'm weird like that.
*
Captain Jack Sparrow stood at the gallows, hands bound before him, noose secured around his neck. Half-laughing to himself, he searched the crowd. No Will, no Elizabeth, no Jack Junior, and, most of all, no Jade. He supposed it was better that way; he didn't want his daughter to watch him die.
"We are here to witness the execution of Jack Sparrow."
"Captain," Jack muttered, at the same time hearing another voice say the same thing.
"Captain! It's CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow, you ignoramus." Everyone turned to see Jade pushing her way through the crowd. "Would you MOVE? I'm walking here."
Norrington turned to his men. "Hold her back," he ordered.
"Wait!" she said. "Commodore, if you're going to hang my father, you're going to have to hang me as well, savvy?"
And excited murmur swept through the crowd as Norrington considered her words.
"Jade, get out of here right now," her father ordered. "Go back to the Pearl love."
"Father, you are hardly in a position to order me." She turned back to look at Norrington. "Well, Commodore?"
Norrington nodded. "Very well. Hang her as well."
For just a moment, Jade's cool façade seemed to slip. "What? That's not what you were supposed to say."
"Well, it seems we all have some surprises." Jade's arms were bound behind her and the officers pushed her rather roughly to stand beside her father.
"What in the name of the ocean do you think you're doing?" he demanded.
"Would you relax?" she hissed. "I know what I'm doing."
"Now," Norrington said. "Any last words?"
"Oh! Me, me, me!" Jade yelled, jumping up and down and trying to raise her bound arms.
Commodore Norrington rolled his eyes. "Yes?"
"Well, I was just wondering what if feels like to know you had Captain Jack Sparrow in your grasp, uh..."
"Five?" her father offered.
"Thanks very much. "Five times, and yet he managed to escape every single one."
"You are not in any place to be taunting me," Norrington threatened. "And it was only four times."
"Really?" Jade asked. "Are you sure?"
"Yes, I am sure," Norrington answered impatiently.
"Well there was the first time," Jade continued, seemingly oblivious to the Commodore's impatience. "When you didn't even manage to get him to the gallows. Of course, that wasn't entirely your fault, as the gallows had been destroyed. And then the second time when you DID get him in the noose and even hanging, for a short while. Those were both simply AGES ago." Jack frowned at her, but she ignored him. "Before I was born. The world was a far worse place then, of course, because I had yet to be born, as it were."
"That is twice," Norrington said, cutting short her reminiscent ramblings.
"Right. Then, of course, there was the third time, less than a year ago. That time you actually came quite close- you might have killed him if not for the fact that Will has impeccable aim."
Norrington nodded indifferently. Jack watched his daughter carefully, wondering where in the god-forsaken world she was taking this.
"And the fourth time. Closest of all, as it were. You truly thought he was dead. Hell, I truly thought he was dead. Until I realized that he wasn't."
"Which brings us to four. And as there are no more, I-"
"Hold on!" Jade interrupted. "I'm not finished yet. Right, so, where was I? One... Two... Three... Four. Which brings us to the fifth time. Now."
The heads of the townspeople, which had begun to lull, snapped up to the anti-climatic sight of Jade standing there.
"Excuse me?" Norrington said.
"Oh, sorry. I meant NOW." The ropes around her wrists that Jade had been working at all that time fell loose. She winked at the crowd as though sharing an exceptional joke.
Before Norrington had the chance to give an order, the executioner pulled the lever, removing the wooden planks from beneath the Sparrows' feet.
Jack fell, choking as the air was ripped from his lungs. He hung there, struggling desperately for the slightest hint of air in his body. Time had seemed to slow almost to a stop and vaguely, distantly, he could see his daughter. Jade's hands were unbound, and she was trying to slacken the rope above her head- rather unsuccessfully.
"Jack," she managed to choke out, almost inaudibly. "This would classify as something going wrong. Sorry, love. Don't forget me." Her words had no audience; the one to whom they were addressed was not there.
Hanging beside her, Jack Sparrow heard her words but was unable to interpret them through the haze that was rapidly taking over his mind. Dark spots danced before his eyes, steadily covering more of his vision, and his mouth tasted dimly of blood. Then Captain Jack Sparrow, the infamous pirate that feared no one and nothing, was faced with the terrifying thought that the last thing he would ever see was his daughter, hanging by a nooses, struggling for breath, dying before him. And there was nothing he could to stop it.
Oh, and for the record, Benny & Joon is the best movie EVER. Everybody has to go and watch. Johnny Depp is really, really, REALLY funny.
Kat's interview went very well, and she got free hot chocolate too!
Now for our Jack quote of the day:
"I think we've all reached a very special place. Spiritually... Ecumenically... Grammatically."
Reviewers:
Ginny-Star: I don't know why, but for some reason EVERYTHING I've written lately is sweet. It's sickening.
J. Liha: They DO grow up fast. For the love of all things Deppian and pretty, they're getting MARRIED.
Bratprincess: Don't s'pose you happened to be watching the Simpsons just then?
LuvlyGRLofLIFE: Tissues galore coming at you!
Szhismine: Yeah, I know Thanksgiving is on Monday. I just said that for something to say. I'm weird like that.
*
Captain Jack Sparrow stood at the gallows, hands bound before him, noose secured around his neck. Half-laughing to himself, he searched the crowd. No Will, no Elizabeth, no Jack Junior, and, most of all, no Jade. He supposed it was better that way; he didn't want his daughter to watch him die.
"We are here to witness the execution of Jack Sparrow."
"Captain," Jack muttered, at the same time hearing another voice say the same thing.
"Captain! It's CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow, you ignoramus." Everyone turned to see Jade pushing her way through the crowd. "Would you MOVE? I'm walking here."
Norrington turned to his men. "Hold her back," he ordered.
"Wait!" she said. "Commodore, if you're going to hang my father, you're going to have to hang me as well, savvy?"
And excited murmur swept through the crowd as Norrington considered her words.
"Jade, get out of here right now," her father ordered. "Go back to the Pearl love."
"Father, you are hardly in a position to order me." She turned back to look at Norrington. "Well, Commodore?"
Norrington nodded. "Very well. Hang her as well."
For just a moment, Jade's cool façade seemed to slip. "What? That's not what you were supposed to say."
"Well, it seems we all have some surprises." Jade's arms were bound behind her and the officers pushed her rather roughly to stand beside her father.
"What in the name of the ocean do you think you're doing?" he demanded.
"Would you relax?" she hissed. "I know what I'm doing."
"Now," Norrington said. "Any last words?"
"Oh! Me, me, me!" Jade yelled, jumping up and down and trying to raise her bound arms.
Commodore Norrington rolled his eyes. "Yes?"
"Well, I was just wondering what if feels like to know you had Captain Jack Sparrow in your grasp, uh..."
"Five?" her father offered.
"Thanks very much. "Five times, and yet he managed to escape every single one."
"You are not in any place to be taunting me," Norrington threatened. "And it was only four times."
"Really?" Jade asked. "Are you sure?"
"Yes, I am sure," Norrington answered impatiently.
"Well there was the first time," Jade continued, seemingly oblivious to the Commodore's impatience. "When you didn't even manage to get him to the gallows. Of course, that wasn't entirely your fault, as the gallows had been destroyed. And then the second time when you DID get him in the noose and even hanging, for a short while. Those were both simply AGES ago." Jack frowned at her, but she ignored him. "Before I was born. The world was a far worse place then, of course, because I had yet to be born, as it were."
"That is twice," Norrington said, cutting short her reminiscent ramblings.
"Right. Then, of course, there was the third time, less than a year ago. That time you actually came quite close- you might have killed him if not for the fact that Will has impeccable aim."
Norrington nodded indifferently. Jack watched his daughter carefully, wondering where in the god-forsaken world she was taking this.
"And the fourth time. Closest of all, as it were. You truly thought he was dead. Hell, I truly thought he was dead. Until I realized that he wasn't."
"Which brings us to four. And as there are no more, I-"
"Hold on!" Jade interrupted. "I'm not finished yet. Right, so, where was I? One... Two... Three... Four. Which brings us to the fifth time. Now."
The heads of the townspeople, which had begun to lull, snapped up to the anti-climatic sight of Jade standing there.
"Excuse me?" Norrington said.
"Oh, sorry. I meant NOW." The ropes around her wrists that Jade had been working at all that time fell loose. She winked at the crowd as though sharing an exceptional joke.
Before Norrington had the chance to give an order, the executioner pulled the lever, removing the wooden planks from beneath the Sparrows' feet.
Jack fell, choking as the air was ripped from his lungs. He hung there, struggling desperately for the slightest hint of air in his body. Time had seemed to slow almost to a stop and vaguely, distantly, he could see his daughter. Jade's hands were unbound, and she was trying to slacken the rope above her head- rather unsuccessfully.
"Jack," she managed to choke out, almost inaudibly. "This would classify as something going wrong. Sorry, love. Don't forget me." Her words had no audience; the one to whom they were addressed was not there.
Hanging beside her, Jack Sparrow heard her words but was unable to interpret them through the haze that was rapidly taking over his mind. Dark spots danced before his eyes, steadily covering more of his vision, and his mouth tasted dimly of blood. Then Captain Jack Sparrow, the infamous pirate that feared no one and nothing, was faced with the terrifying thought that the last thing he would ever see was his daughter, hanging by a nooses, struggling for breath, dying before him. And there was nothing he could to stop it.