What Would You Choose?
wow! thanks ReynSparrow!!! hehe 5 reviews yay!!!! I love you!!!! hehe jkjkjk don't slap me!!! U thank you ALL for reviewing! I swear I was jumping around screaming like a bloody fool. sweatdrop isn't that sad? seeing a high schooler jumping up and down screaming 'reviews! reviews!!!' anyway, is this a disclaimer or not?! I don't own potc, I wish I did, but alas I don't, I also don't own you-insertions, that would be the grace of MrsPitt give her a good amount of reviews so she updates hehehe...and the never-ending-story's plotline of book-insertions belong to...er...well idk who actually but it does!
Chapter Six: Grappling Hook Anyone?
The sun rises through the bars of your cell, you peek out at the gathering citizens and silently pray that Jack wasn't too drunk when he made up his horribly impossible plan. You turn your thoughts to Jack, and his sleeping form. 'Man he's hot' is the first thought that pops into your head. You grin cheekily, there was no point in denying it, you WERE a Pirates of the Caribbean fangirl after all. You inched over to him and slowly traced his outline in midair with your index finger. He had a masculine figure yet he looked slim and trim in that dashing coat and breeches...you sighed.
"Luv, if you want me that bad, I'm not gonna stop ye," Jack spoke as he cracked open an eye-lid, grinning. You immediately back away into the pillar, blushing like mad. He chuckled and shook his head, "Ahh, ol' Jack's still got it." You ignore him and turn the other way while he dusts the hay and dirt off himself as he gets up and walks to the barred windows. He starts to mutter things quietly aloud but you sigh and kick back against the wall.
You find yourself being lugged up the platform to the gallows, Jack in tow mumbling some smart comments at the officer keeping him in check. Trying not to laugh you feel a rope being placed around your neck and look at Jack, this is the first stage of the plan.
You give a large sigh and close your eyes telling yourself you can do this and look to the Governor and say in a very feeble voice, "Governor Swann, you may not know me, but, I am your long lost niece," you give a long sniffle and even shed a small tear. The observers' jaws drop and start to whisper amongst themselves. "My mother-and your wife's sister-died when I was VERY VERY young," you wince realizing how unintelligent those "very"s' sounded. "I only hope that I may rejoin my mother and tell her about all the WONDERFUL times I've had with my uncle..." you trail off about how you both could've spent hours in the parlor drinking tea and chatting about trade domination, if only you hadn't been shipwrecked and dumped onto Tortuga.
Here was the plan: to buy as much time as possible until a miracle occurred. Alright, alright! That wasn't the EXACT plan but it was impossible enough to be a miracle. The real plan was that you'd buy time making up a load of dung about being the governors daughter until Jack's fellow mates arrived. Of course this wasn't going to happen, because how the hell would they know their captain is being hung in the gallows-to dangle over the battlement and drop dead? Exactly, they wouldn't. So you stood there making up a huge deal of lies as well as fake tears and sobs.
Governor Swann on the other hand gave a cringe of guilt and horror every time you finished with an extremely fake snivel. He was about to say something but suddenly there was a large commotion on the edge of the battlement when ten grappling hooks caught onto the ledge and were followed by ten of Jacks crew. Gibbs stepped out on the platform and cut loose the ropes tying you and Jack, "Any of you high-classed dolts try n stop us we'll-we'll-" Gibbs cut off in thought, my, what will they do?
"And we'll jump off the battlement!" Jack says brightly. "Thank yeh," he says and takes his equipment from a nearby redcoat staring blankly at his Commodore who is lost for words at the pace this was going. You don't blame him, first they're about to hand the two most wanted pirates in the Spanish Main, the next second one is blubbering about being the governors niece, and the next, pirates are bombarding the battlement threatening to kill themselves if the red coats try to.
The wheel's in Norrington's head click away and he smiles. "Gentlemen, and I suppose Miss," he snorts at you, "you are all forgetting that this is a hundred foot drop and-" before Norrington can finish his long and probably very dull speech Jack interrupts,
"Norrington dear, I do believe this is yet another day you have failed to capture Captain Jack Sparrow-" and he is about to grab a grappling hook and jump off with you in his arms when you poke him in the ribs and point to yourself. "Ah right, and Captain Charon-" and soon your feet leave the solid ground of the battlement and you are looking up at the redcoats getting smaller and smaller and then, you hit the water.
After cleaning out the last of the fish in your boots, you saunter over to Gibbs and the crew. "Phew, thank you so much mates. Ye saved me-I mean the Charon so much. I owe ye," you say, wondering if pirates ever say things like this to one another after getting their arses saved by another crew.
Gibbs claps a hand over your shoulder and grins, "Charon, anything for a friend of Jack," he says heartily and walks away to the kitchen to fetch an apple of some sort.
Annamaria sighs and pulls you aside. "Mate, there's something you've got to know...your ship...well...they left. Said they couldn't take waiting no more, and to meet you in Tortuga," she says apologetically. Your hopes sink as you hear this. 'Great, now how the hell am I going to get somewhere I've seen in movies but not in real-well-er-fake life...' you ponder these thoughts and shift your weight from foot to foot.
Jack soon comes over to you and Annamaria. "Well, what's all the glum for, mates?" He says cheerily to you and Anna. She explains the predicament you have and then quietly excuses herself to get an apple to eat. "Ah, well that can be taken care of easily! We're headin' there after tomorrow, we'll give yeh a lift," he says smiling, and then walks away to his quarters.
Your smiling a stupid cheesy smile even as you sleep in the crews cabin, you have a life, an adventurous one at that, friends, perhaps a new cutie in your life, and a piece of parchment clutched in your hand that had yours as well as Jack's name on it.
Okay that's the end of this chappie. I know it's short and the escape was pretty lame but hehe what can I say I'm a geek and I really had no clue what sort of brilliant idea to come up with. w please leave me a comment if you feel that I am becoming rusty n need a kick in the arse-or you could just review and tell me something sweet n savvy hehe okok I'm pushing it. Later's me mates!
wow! thanks ReynSparrow!!! hehe 5 reviews yay!!!! I love you!!!! hehe jkjkjk don't slap me!!! U thank you ALL for reviewing! I swear I was jumping around screaming like a bloody fool. sweatdrop isn't that sad? seeing a high schooler jumping up and down screaming 'reviews! reviews!!!' anyway, is this a disclaimer or not?! I don't own potc, I wish I did, but alas I don't, I also don't own you-insertions, that would be the grace of MrsPitt give her a good amount of reviews so she updates hehehe...and the never-ending-story's plotline of book-insertions belong to...er...well idk who actually but it does!
Chapter Six: Grappling Hook Anyone?
The sun rises through the bars of your cell, you peek out at the gathering citizens and silently pray that Jack wasn't too drunk when he made up his horribly impossible plan. You turn your thoughts to Jack, and his sleeping form. 'Man he's hot' is the first thought that pops into your head. You grin cheekily, there was no point in denying it, you WERE a Pirates of the Caribbean fangirl after all. You inched over to him and slowly traced his outline in midair with your index finger. He had a masculine figure yet he looked slim and trim in that dashing coat and breeches...you sighed.
"Luv, if you want me that bad, I'm not gonna stop ye," Jack spoke as he cracked open an eye-lid, grinning. You immediately back away into the pillar, blushing like mad. He chuckled and shook his head, "Ahh, ol' Jack's still got it." You ignore him and turn the other way while he dusts the hay and dirt off himself as he gets up and walks to the barred windows. He starts to mutter things quietly aloud but you sigh and kick back against the wall.
You find yourself being lugged up the platform to the gallows, Jack in tow mumbling some smart comments at the officer keeping him in check. Trying not to laugh you feel a rope being placed around your neck and look at Jack, this is the first stage of the plan.
You give a large sigh and close your eyes telling yourself you can do this and look to the Governor and say in a very feeble voice, "Governor Swann, you may not know me, but, I am your long lost niece," you give a long sniffle and even shed a small tear. The observers' jaws drop and start to whisper amongst themselves. "My mother-and your wife's sister-died when I was VERY VERY young," you wince realizing how unintelligent those "very"s' sounded. "I only hope that I may rejoin my mother and tell her about all the WONDERFUL times I've had with my uncle..." you trail off about how you both could've spent hours in the parlor drinking tea and chatting about trade domination, if only you hadn't been shipwrecked and dumped onto Tortuga.
Here was the plan: to buy as much time as possible until a miracle occurred. Alright, alright! That wasn't the EXACT plan but it was impossible enough to be a miracle. The real plan was that you'd buy time making up a load of dung about being the governors daughter until Jack's fellow mates arrived. Of course this wasn't going to happen, because how the hell would they know their captain is being hung in the gallows-to dangle over the battlement and drop dead? Exactly, they wouldn't. So you stood there making up a huge deal of lies as well as fake tears and sobs.
Governor Swann on the other hand gave a cringe of guilt and horror every time you finished with an extremely fake snivel. He was about to say something but suddenly there was a large commotion on the edge of the battlement when ten grappling hooks caught onto the ledge and were followed by ten of Jacks crew. Gibbs stepped out on the platform and cut loose the ropes tying you and Jack, "Any of you high-classed dolts try n stop us we'll-we'll-" Gibbs cut off in thought, my, what will they do?
"And we'll jump off the battlement!" Jack says brightly. "Thank yeh," he says and takes his equipment from a nearby redcoat staring blankly at his Commodore who is lost for words at the pace this was going. You don't blame him, first they're about to hand the two most wanted pirates in the Spanish Main, the next second one is blubbering about being the governors niece, and the next, pirates are bombarding the battlement threatening to kill themselves if the red coats try to.
The wheel's in Norrington's head click away and he smiles. "Gentlemen, and I suppose Miss," he snorts at you, "you are all forgetting that this is a hundred foot drop and-" before Norrington can finish his long and probably very dull speech Jack interrupts,
"Norrington dear, I do believe this is yet another day you have failed to capture Captain Jack Sparrow-" and he is about to grab a grappling hook and jump off with you in his arms when you poke him in the ribs and point to yourself. "Ah right, and Captain Charon-" and soon your feet leave the solid ground of the battlement and you are looking up at the redcoats getting smaller and smaller and then, you hit the water.
After cleaning out the last of the fish in your boots, you saunter over to Gibbs and the crew. "Phew, thank you so much mates. Ye saved me-I mean the Charon so much. I owe ye," you say, wondering if pirates ever say things like this to one another after getting their arses saved by another crew.
Gibbs claps a hand over your shoulder and grins, "Charon, anything for a friend of Jack," he says heartily and walks away to the kitchen to fetch an apple of some sort.
Annamaria sighs and pulls you aside. "Mate, there's something you've got to know...your ship...well...they left. Said they couldn't take waiting no more, and to meet you in Tortuga," she says apologetically. Your hopes sink as you hear this. 'Great, now how the hell am I going to get somewhere I've seen in movies but not in real-well-er-fake life...' you ponder these thoughts and shift your weight from foot to foot.
Jack soon comes over to you and Annamaria. "Well, what's all the glum for, mates?" He says cheerily to you and Anna. She explains the predicament you have and then quietly excuses herself to get an apple to eat. "Ah, well that can be taken care of easily! We're headin' there after tomorrow, we'll give yeh a lift," he says smiling, and then walks away to his quarters.
Your smiling a stupid cheesy smile even as you sleep in the crews cabin, you have a life, an adventurous one at that, friends, perhaps a new cutie in your life, and a piece of parchment clutched in your hand that had yours as well as Jack's name on it.
Okay that's the end of this chappie. I know it's short and the escape was pretty lame but hehe what can I say I'm a geek and I really had no clue what sort of brilliant idea to come up with. w please leave me a comment if you feel that I am becoming rusty n need a kick in the arse-or you could just review and tell me something sweet n savvy hehe okok I'm pushing it. Later's me mates!