Oh yay! I've updated the next chapter when I really SHOULD be doing my bio
paper. Never fear, we didn't end it there. That would officially be
classified as cruel.
I'll save you the trouble, and answer right now: No, this is not the last chapter. We will let you know when it is the last chapter. There'll be fireworks and champagne, or at the very least an announcement. Promise.
If any of you are Canadian, and it's coming near you, go see the Just For Laughs Comedy Fest. It is the funniest thing I've been to in awhile.
Oh dear! We're running out of Jack quotes. Well, this one will have to suffice.
"What d'ye say to three shillings and we forget the name?"
Reviewers:
Bratprincess: You'd eat us because we sent Anamaria away? And don't eat me. I'm really not that yummy. Really. My friend has tried before. Chocolate... You have to write more of that. It amuses be beyond belief.
LuvlyGRLofLIFE: Nope, don't worry. It's not the end yet. And sorry for making you wait all week. But it's next to impossible to update during the week. Believe me, I'd far rather be doing this school and homework and all that fun stuff.
Talon: Professor Umbridge scares me man. She's absolutely terrifying, and I want her to DIE. Well, now that I'm done that little rant... Nope, not the end.
Ginny-Star: Well, we thought that, once you'd read about Anamaria, you might be rather... upset. I don't know, I'm just weird about the eating thing. I say that all the time. Like, if I think somebody's going to die in a movie, I'll be like, "Is he going to jump up and eat his face?" Poor you, depriving you of Pirates for weeks and weeks... it's cruel I tell you! CRUEL! And now I've officially seen it eleven times, and Kat's seen it five.
LotRseer3350: Okay, I won't answer it then... Glad you liked the wedding. We were kind of afraid everyone would be disappointed. Well, I was, seeing as how I was the one who wrote it...
Morph: The best wedding ever? Yay! Captain Jack makes a good cleric... minister... thing.
Szhismine: Sorry! But never fear, it's not permanent. Although I really shouldn't be dropping hints like this, so shush. And don't hurt us.
Scarlett Red Rose: We're sooooorry. It was Kat's idea anyway, not mine. *Runs and hides from Kat*
*
They set sail for Port Royal the next day, once the captain had sufficiently recovered from his hangover. He seemed to take longer about it than usual, and would probably have ended up lying on deck until Anamaria changed her mind (at which point he would conveniently recover) if not for Jade.
"Get up," she ordered, lowering her voice just enough to keep his head from exploding. Jack groaned, slinging his right arm, still clutching an empty rum bottle, over his eyes.
"Go 'way," he muttered.
"I know you're not really as bad as you're pretending to be," Jade said, nudging him with her foot.
"Yes I am," he insisted in a whiny voice. "I absolutely refuse to set sail until my head stops pounding and voices start speaking clearly."
"Oh. Well, I just wanted to tell you that Norrington had his men follow us, they've taken over the Pearl, officially renamed and relinquished it to the British Navy, and we're all to be hanged tomorrow."
"He what?" Jack shrieked, leaping to his feet and looking around wildly. He stopped as he caught sight of his daughter smirking at him. "You..."
"So glad to see you're feeling better." Jack leapt at her, but he was still slightly hung-over (or drunk; it's hard to tell with Jack) and she dodged him easily, racing off laughing.
"Bloody children," Jack muttered, before starting with his orders. "Raise anchor! Hoist the mainsail! We're headed for Port Royal!"
*
"Now Jack, be good." Elizabeth fussed over her son to his embarrassment, and the amusement of everyone else. "The last thing I need is to receive word that Jack had you thrown overboard."
"I'll be fine," Jack insisted.
"Of course you will, but make sure you remember to wash behind you ears." As Jack rolled his eyes, Elizabeth winked at Jade, who snorted back laughter.
"What's so funny?" Jack demanded, glaring at her.
"Nothing," Jade said, looking innocent.
"You have a smudge of your face," Elizabeth admonished, trying to wipe the invisible spot off. Jade began to laugh wildly.
"Mother, stop it." Jack wiggled out of her grasp and then stared as he caught the smirk on her face. "You're doing it on purpose!"
Elizabeth laughed, straightening. "Of course. But I do mean it about not being thrown overboard."
"No promises here," Jack Sparrow spoke, holding up his arms.
"Do, and I'll kill you," Jade threatened.
"You're ruining all my fun," he complained.
Norrington cleared his throat impatiently. "We should be returning to Port Royal. I have been gone for nearly a full day. The crew will be expecting my return."
"Like anybody'd be missing you," the captain muttered. But he smiled, if somewhat emptily, and offered his hand to the Commodore. "It was a pleasure," he said through gritted teeth.
"I'd say the same," Norrington answered, gripping the pirate's hand as though trying to break it.
"Right, well." Jack tore his hand away, sending Norrington death glares. "Get off my ship. We're headed to Ireland for the winter, and have to get going to beat the fall storms."
"Ireland?" Elizabeth repeated. "For the winter?"
"Worry not, darling. I fully intend to return for the birth of your babe in seven months time," Jack assured her. Elizabeth didn't look completely convinced.
"They'll be fine, love," Will promised. "Jack knows what he's doing. And Jack's quite the young man. They'll be fine."
"Alright," she sighed. Will led her to the boat taking them, along with the governor and commodore, to shore. As the Pearl sailed away, they waved until there was nothing left to wave to.
*
They reached Tortuga that night. Jack, not even leaving his cabin, refused to go ashore, insisting that they had to get going straight away.
Anamaria, having already said good-bye to the crew, was standing on deck with Jade, Turner and Gibbs.
"I should be on my way then," she said. "Tell your father adieu for me."
"Oh, for the love of the ocean," Jade cried in exasperation, walking off. "Wait right there," she called back.
Jack was sitting, drinking rum with his feet propped up on the table when Jade stormed in.
"This is ridiculous," she announced. "Anamaria is your best friend and the best damned first mate you're ever likely to come by. And you're going to sit here like an ass without saying good bye and make her feel awful."
"She should feel awful," Jack retorted. "What kind of a first mate leaves?"
"The kind that sailed unquestioningly with you- and believe me, there's a lot to question there- for seventeen years, and to whom you owe a debt bigger than your head!" Jack stared at her blankly until she slapped him across the face.
"Bloody hell! That really hurt!"
"Yes. I was hoping it would knock some sense into you. Somebody needs to."
When Jack didn't answer, Jade stormed out of the cabin, muttering to herself.
"My father, is an idiot," she announced, returning to the deck. "But he will miss you, Ana, even if he's a prick about it. We all will."
Anamaria smiled at her. "I know. Thank you. Take care of yourself, Jade. Don't let the men get to you too much." Jade snorted as Anamaria reconsidered her words. "I take that back. Try not to corrupt the men too much."
Jade laughed as the woman got into the small boat. "I'll do my best. No promises though." They watched Anamaria row off for a few moments and then, mostly to irritate her father, Jade took control of the ship and they set sail.
I'll save you the trouble, and answer right now: No, this is not the last chapter. We will let you know when it is the last chapter. There'll be fireworks and champagne, or at the very least an announcement. Promise.
If any of you are Canadian, and it's coming near you, go see the Just For Laughs Comedy Fest. It is the funniest thing I've been to in awhile.
Oh dear! We're running out of Jack quotes. Well, this one will have to suffice.
"What d'ye say to three shillings and we forget the name?"
Reviewers:
Bratprincess: You'd eat us because we sent Anamaria away? And don't eat me. I'm really not that yummy. Really. My friend has tried before. Chocolate... You have to write more of that. It amuses be beyond belief.
LuvlyGRLofLIFE: Nope, don't worry. It's not the end yet. And sorry for making you wait all week. But it's next to impossible to update during the week. Believe me, I'd far rather be doing this school and homework and all that fun stuff.
Talon: Professor Umbridge scares me man. She's absolutely terrifying, and I want her to DIE. Well, now that I'm done that little rant... Nope, not the end.
Ginny-Star: Well, we thought that, once you'd read about Anamaria, you might be rather... upset. I don't know, I'm just weird about the eating thing. I say that all the time. Like, if I think somebody's going to die in a movie, I'll be like, "Is he going to jump up and eat his face?" Poor you, depriving you of Pirates for weeks and weeks... it's cruel I tell you! CRUEL! And now I've officially seen it eleven times, and Kat's seen it five.
LotRseer3350: Okay, I won't answer it then... Glad you liked the wedding. We were kind of afraid everyone would be disappointed. Well, I was, seeing as how I was the one who wrote it...
Morph: The best wedding ever? Yay! Captain Jack makes a good cleric... minister... thing.
Szhismine: Sorry! But never fear, it's not permanent. Although I really shouldn't be dropping hints like this, so shush. And don't hurt us.
Scarlett Red Rose: We're sooooorry. It was Kat's idea anyway, not mine. *Runs and hides from Kat*
*
They set sail for Port Royal the next day, once the captain had sufficiently recovered from his hangover. He seemed to take longer about it than usual, and would probably have ended up lying on deck until Anamaria changed her mind (at which point he would conveniently recover) if not for Jade.
"Get up," she ordered, lowering her voice just enough to keep his head from exploding. Jack groaned, slinging his right arm, still clutching an empty rum bottle, over his eyes.
"Go 'way," he muttered.
"I know you're not really as bad as you're pretending to be," Jade said, nudging him with her foot.
"Yes I am," he insisted in a whiny voice. "I absolutely refuse to set sail until my head stops pounding and voices start speaking clearly."
"Oh. Well, I just wanted to tell you that Norrington had his men follow us, they've taken over the Pearl, officially renamed and relinquished it to the British Navy, and we're all to be hanged tomorrow."
"He what?" Jack shrieked, leaping to his feet and looking around wildly. He stopped as he caught sight of his daughter smirking at him. "You..."
"So glad to see you're feeling better." Jack leapt at her, but he was still slightly hung-over (or drunk; it's hard to tell with Jack) and she dodged him easily, racing off laughing.
"Bloody children," Jack muttered, before starting with his orders. "Raise anchor! Hoist the mainsail! We're headed for Port Royal!"
*
"Now Jack, be good." Elizabeth fussed over her son to his embarrassment, and the amusement of everyone else. "The last thing I need is to receive word that Jack had you thrown overboard."
"I'll be fine," Jack insisted.
"Of course you will, but make sure you remember to wash behind you ears." As Jack rolled his eyes, Elizabeth winked at Jade, who snorted back laughter.
"What's so funny?" Jack demanded, glaring at her.
"Nothing," Jade said, looking innocent.
"You have a smudge of your face," Elizabeth admonished, trying to wipe the invisible spot off. Jade began to laugh wildly.
"Mother, stop it." Jack wiggled out of her grasp and then stared as he caught the smirk on her face. "You're doing it on purpose!"
Elizabeth laughed, straightening. "Of course. But I do mean it about not being thrown overboard."
"No promises here," Jack Sparrow spoke, holding up his arms.
"Do, and I'll kill you," Jade threatened.
"You're ruining all my fun," he complained.
Norrington cleared his throat impatiently. "We should be returning to Port Royal. I have been gone for nearly a full day. The crew will be expecting my return."
"Like anybody'd be missing you," the captain muttered. But he smiled, if somewhat emptily, and offered his hand to the Commodore. "It was a pleasure," he said through gritted teeth.
"I'd say the same," Norrington answered, gripping the pirate's hand as though trying to break it.
"Right, well." Jack tore his hand away, sending Norrington death glares. "Get off my ship. We're headed to Ireland for the winter, and have to get going to beat the fall storms."
"Ireland?" Elizabeth repeated. "For the winter?"
"Worry not, darling. I fully intend to return for the birth of your babe in seven months time," Jack assured her. Elizabeth didn't look completely convinced.
"They'll be fine, love," Will promised. "Jack knows what he's doing. And Jack's quite the young man. They'll be fine."
"Alright," she sighed. Will led her to the boat taking them, along with the governor and commodore, to shore. As the Pearl sailed away, they waved until there was nothing left to wave to.
*
They reached Tortuga that night. Jack, not even leaving his cabin, refused to go ashore, insisting that they had to get going straight away.
Anamaria, having already said good-bye to the crew, was standing on deck with Jade, Turner and Gibbs.
"I should be on my way then," she said. "Tell your father adieu for me."
"Oh, for the love of the ocean," Jade cried in exasperation, walking off. "Wait right there," she called back.
Jack was sitting, drinking rum with his feet propped up on the table when Jade stormed in.
"This is ridiculous," she announced. "Anamaria is your best friend and the best damned first mate you're ever likely to come by. And you're going to sit here like an ass without saying good bye and make her feel awful."
"She should feel awful," Jack retorted. "What kind of a first mate leaves?"
"The kind that sailed unquestioningly with you- and believe me, there's a lot to question there- for seventeen years, and to whom you owe a debt bigger than your head!" Jack stared at her blankly until she slapped him across the face.
"Bloody hell! That really hurt!"
"Yes. I was hoping it would knock some sense into you. Somebody needs to."
When Jack didn't answer, Jade stormed out of the cabin, muttering to herself.
"My father, is an idiot," she announced, returning to the deck. "But he will miss you, Ana, even if he's a prick about it. We all will."
Anamaria smiled at her. "I know. Thank you. Take care of yourself, Jade. Don't let the men get to you too much." Jade snorted as Anamaria reconsidered her words. "I take that back. Try not to corrupt the men too much."
Jade laughed as the woman got into the small boat. "I'll do my best. No promises though." They watched Anamaria row off for a few moments and then, mostly to irritate her father, Jade took control of the ship and they set sail.