Pirates of the Caribbean:
Chapter 11: Nightly adventures
By: Vipera berus
Disclaimer: I still don't own PotC. But I wouldn't mind owning Jack for one night…drools
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Anyway, let's go and see what's going on aboard the Black Pearl…
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"Ahhhh…finally." Tony mused softly as she lay down on the bed and snuggled into the blankets, moaning in comfort. Her bum, back…well, her entire body was aching after those many hours of work she had done, without orders from Jack, aboard the Black Pearl. She was lying on her stomach with her head buried in the big fluffy pillow when she closed her eyes and quickly drifted to sleep, snoring lightly.
The night was dark, illuminated by the half moon and some stars, and the Black Pearl was sailing away from Tortuga's safe waters into dangerous territory where none, not even pirates, were safe from the perilous storms. The wind was howling loudly and it grew stronger and stronger the further they went and the waves hit the sides of the Pearl as they too grew bigger.
Bang!
The door to the Captain's quarters sprung open, but this didn't wake Tony who slept peacefully in Jack's bed, still snoring with her head in the pillow and her body spread over his bed.
Jack Sparrow walked briskly inside his dimly lit cabin but didn't notice that he had company. He placed his hat above his desk, he took swiftly off his coat and threw it on his chair and then he took off his shirt and added it on the chair with the coat. He walked a few steps towards his bed, muttering angrily. The words 'Sorry excuse of a pirate' and 'make her walk the plank' was distinguished. But he stopped.
"Whoa!" he said suddenly. His eyes widening as he saw a woman snoring lightly on his bed! And this was not just any woman but Tony Evans who was sleeping in his bed!
Jack mouthed silently and didn't seem to get a word out of him when he stared at her sleeping form. But when she shifted her position in her sleep with a moan, he seemed to snap out of it and scurried over to the bed and looked down at her with flashing eyes. No one (except whores) is allowed to sleep in his bed without his permission! And least of all Tony Bloody Evans!!!
"What in the bloody hell do ye think ye are doing, Evans?!?!" Jack yelled so loudly that the fish in the sea jumped slightly and swam away in fear.
"Huh?! Who'sattackingus,Daniel?!?" she said drowsily and lifted her head from the pillow quickly. Her hair was tousled and was standing up slightly in strange angles. Her eyes were almost closed but she seemed to be looking around her and searching for a weapon with her hand, which was wandering over the pillows and the bed.
"What the bloody hell do you think you are doing?!" Jack repeated firmly but this wasn't very clever as he stood behind her by the bed and she hadn't yet noticed him. So he was suddenly attacked by a pillow which hit his head and sent him staggering backwards.
Tony was wide awake now and she was sitting up on the bed, looking around her with wide open eyes, the pillow clutched tightly in her hand before she noticed Jack and relaxed, a smirk curving on her lips.
"Oops…False alarm, darling." She said jovially and lay back down on the bed, leaning on her elbows.
Jack groaned and rubbed his head. Wow…she could even make a pillow hit so hard that it felt like he had got a blow from a solid object. He looked up and saw her smirking annoyingly at him, looking very cute with her hair tousled, the slimy git.
"Why did you wake me up? I was just having a very nice – nice…" she trailed off as her eyes wandered down from his face towards his naked chest and abdomen. "Nice!" she repeated though this was directed at his body and she raised her eyebrows sexily.
Jack had seemed to come over the sudden attack from the girl because he remembered what he himself was doing in there. He needed to get some sleep as well and the lass was sleeping in his bed!
"What the hell do ye think yer doing, Evans?!" Jack yelled for the third time since he hadn't got an answer the first two times. He stood by the bed with his hand on his hips and his muscles tensed as he stared at her in fury.
"I'm sleeping, can't ye see!? Well, not anymore since you had to wake me up, you twit!" Tony answered and yawned. "You have a very comfortable bed here, Jack, I have to admit…" she said after a while.
"Did I give ye permission to sleep in my comfortable bed, lass?" Jack asked angrily, ignoring her earlier comment.
Tony placed a finger on her chin and was looking like she was deep in thought for a while until she answered; "Nope, but you didn't forbid me either." Said Tony cheerfully and took her finger away from her chin. She was still lying on his bed, leaning on her elbows, looking smug and Jack was still standing with his hands on his hips, looking angry.
"Aye, bu' now I am forbidding ye to sleep in me bed again, Evans, or there will be a price to pay." Jack said coldly. Tony pouted.
"Aww, c'mon, Jack! Just a few more hours! Please?" Tony pleaded and hugged a pillow. "See, I said please and I never say please to ye so you should let me sleep in your bed for a few more hours because I said please, alright, Captain?" she explained eagerly, nodding her head.
"Where am I gonna sleep then?" Jack asked her.
"Well, hmm…you could sleep with the crew!" Tony said, a small smirk on her lips. Jack reddened of anger.
"That's where ye're s'posed to sleep, Tony." Jack said sternly with flashing eyes. Tony must've noticed that he was soon about to explode in anger as she gulped and pursed her lips. "Now, get out of here!!!" he yelled and made Tony and the fish in the sea jump.
"I say please again if you let me sleep here!" Tony asked sweetly but Jack took a firm grip of her upper arm and dragged her up from his bed, pushing her towards the door of his cabin. "I thought you liked having a woman in yer bed, you pansy!" Tony said hotly as Jack continued to push her towards the door. She did everything to prevent him from throwing her out into the corridor.
"I do! But to tell ye the truth, I'd rather sleep with a sea monster than sleep with you, Evans!" Jack replied and kicked the door open, shoving Tony into the corridor.
"Ouch, that hurt, my love." Tony said sarcastically and placed a hand on her heart. " But I could go and fetch you a sea monster if you like! We have one aboard actually, she goes by the name of –" the door banged shut in front of her face. " – Anamaria!" she finished her sentence to the wooden door and heard Jack mutter angrily from his cabin. "Stupid blighter!" she cursed and kicked his door, only to get an ache in her toe. "Ouch…"
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"Would you just shut the hell up, Gibbsy!" Tony whispered harshly to the snoring lump in the bed above her two hours later. She was now lying in a little cabin on a very small and uncomfortable bed since Jack had thrown her out of his living quarters. There was three other pirates in that small cabin, Gibbs, Anamaria (yes, they hated each other) and Duncan, a man who was almost deaf. The three of them were sleeping and Gibbs was snoring so loudly she couldn't even close her eyes and try to sleep. This had been going on for two hours, since she found an empty cot in their cabin, and she hadn't even had one minute of sleep.
Jack's bed had been so comfortable. The bed she was now sleeping in was hard and lumpy and the pillow was too flat. Jack's bed was perfect…maybe she could steal it and bring it back to the cabin she was now in? No, no…Jack would throw her over board before she could say 'Davey Jones's Locker'. Damn Gibbs and his loud snores, even Anamaria was tolerable when she was asleep and didn't open her mouth.
Another line of loud snores came from the bed above her and the lump, which was Gibbs sleeping chubby form, moved slightly making the whole bed creak and Tony lifted her hands to cover her face in case it would break and Gibbs would land on her. He continued snoring again and Tony decided that she would NOT take that for long…
She kicked the lump with her foot and Gibbs stopped snoring for a while, he muttered something and changed his sleeping position once again with a creak of the bed before he continued snoring.
"Arrrr…" Tony growled through gritted teeth. She threw the blanket off her body and jumped up off her bed and exited the cabin as loudly as she could, banging the door shut behind her, hoping that Gibbs or at least Anamaria would wake up.
"Blimey what noise…can't keep his snores to himself, that fat arse pirate..." Tony muttered angrily as she made her way to the deck, thumping her feet to the floor as loudly as she could. If she wasn't allowed to sleep, then no one else wasn't either! "Grrrr…" she murmured as she came out to the moon lit deck.
A few pirates were awake and working in night shifts, each and one of them looking at her with raised eyebrows, probably wondering what the hell the noise she made was about. She stopped in her tracks and glared at them all with flashing eyes.
"What're ye staring at, ye ugly scoundrels?!" she spat.
"So it was our dear Miss Evans who was having bad dreams, perhaps? Or what was all that noise about?" a voice said from the helm and Tony whipped around, glaring at the fully clothed Captain of the Black Pearl who stood there smirking at her. Smirking at her! How dares he?! Grr…
She snorted. "I thought ye were safely tucked under covers by now, since it's too late for scared little boys like Captain Jack Sparrow to be awake." she retorted with a frown. The pirates made low 'oooh' sounds and chuckled at her words. Tony raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms over her chest.
"I couldn't sleep." He answered casually leaning on the railing and looked down at her. "But it seems tha' Tony 'Sharp-Tongue' Evans had to come running back to Daddy after she awoke to a horrible nightmare all alone." Jack replied evilly and the pirates laughed. Tony shook her head and sighed.
"Jack, Jack, Jack, you could give Gibbs a cabin of his own, since no one can stand his snoring, savvy? That's why I couldn't sleep." Tony said, sounding casual as well before her mouth curved into an evil smirk. "Hmm…I can't help but remember how the pansy Jack chucked me out of his cabin, clearly saying he preferred sea monsters in his bed instead of women." She spoke calmly and the pirates laughed again.
"Ah, he said that he preferred sea monsters instead of Tony Evans and you can't call her a woman when she doesn't belong to that category, does she?" Jack retorted and the pirates chuckled.
Tony didn't answer and she was blushing, but no one could see it because it was so dark now. She stayed silent and glared at a smirking Jack. The remaining crew seemed to think her speechlessness was funny because they sniggered some more, thinking that she was out of replies by now.
She was out of replies. She couldn't think of a witty remark since he hit a sore spot once again. She didn't want to show that to him. She stood silent for a long, long time until the crew thought that the fun was over and they returned to what they were doing before…
Tony started to walk back below with her head slightly bent down.
"Where are ye going?" Jack called after her from the helm.
"I'm going to go to you cabin and take my map back, destroying everything that comes in my way, Captain." She spat while she walked briskly towards Jack's quarters with her eyebrows lowered. She heard Jack hurry down from the helm and after her.
Tony kicked the door open to the cabin and walked inside, her eyes searching for her map frantically. There! It lay neatly on the desk, looking quite unharmed as well. She went forward and reached for it but a hand caught her wrist and she looked up at Jack, who was looking at her ready to strike if necessary.
"Didn't we agree it was mine?" he said and a gold teeth flashed in the candle light.
"No. We didn't agree to anything, maybe you did. It's still mine and it'll always be mine, savvy?" Tony said coldly and reached for her cutlass with the other hand but Jack caught her wrist in a swift move. He held her both wrists tightly between their chests. Tony's breath quickened when anger started to boil inside her.
"You are a guest aboard me ship with my conditions, and I still have the power to dismiss you off this ship, love." Jack said dangerously and moved closer to her. Tony didn't move or say anything. "I've said it to ye before; if ye behave, I'm quite sure no harm will come to ye, but if this is how you're going to behave for the rest of this trip, I have no use fer you, savvy? I might as well make ye shark bait." He whispered with that low, dangerous tone and glared at her icily.
"How do I know for sure you're not going throw me off board when I'm sleeping?" she asked quietly with narrowed eyes and felt his hot breath tickle her face. She didn't realise how close they were standing. Their bodies were almost touching.
"I could've done tha' earlier today if I'd wanted to, Evans." Said Jack with a smirk, remembering how sweet she looked with her hair tousled after her nap.
Tony snorted. "Then why didn't you?" she snapped, her eyes moved down from his eyes to his smooth chest which was slightly exposed under his shirt which had the few first buttons unbuttoned. Damn, what a distraction… she thought annoyed.
"Well, I have my reasons…and maybe I'll find some kind of use of ye after all, love, who knows what we might find out?" Jack said seductively, loosing the grip of her wrists, as his eyes too were wandering places. She was still wearing his clothes, which was fine by him, if you thought about her looks. Nothing to complain about them either…oh, no, Jack was not going soft, don't you even dare to think about that. He hated her, oh yes…but why did he hate her?
The candles that lit up the cabin, were illuminating Jack's face and somehow it made him even more handsome in Tony's opinion. He let go of her hands and looked down at her petite figure.
"Rum?" Jack asked, offering a bottle of rum he had somehow conjured into his hand. He held it in front of her face as he smirked at her from behind it.
"Thanks…" she muttered and took it wearily. Tony stepped back and now really noticed how close they had been standing. She shook her head and sat down on his bed, opening the bottle and taking a quick chug. The liquid ran down her throat, making her feel relaxed once again.
"It's been a long day, love…" Jack mused as he took a seat beside her on the bed with a bottle of rum in his hand as well.
"Aye…It has." She answered with a yawn. "Especially when ye 'ave to work yer arse off to please somebody…" she added with one cocked eyebrow.
"And ye are one hard worker, Evans." Jack commented swiftly. Tony turned to look at him with a smirk on her face.
"Was that a compliment I heard, mister Sparrow?" she asked teasingly, taking a sip of her rum.
"Aye…might be." Jack answered and drank from his bottle. Tony blushed slightly but hid by taking a rather long chug of her bottle and looking ahead.
They sat in silence for a long while, both drinking their rums, bottle after bottle after bottle while the Black Pearl sailed forward carried by the strong wind.
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"That's the Black Pearl, isn't it?"
Two set of eyes looked at the horizon where a black ship with the windows alight and slightly illuminated by the moon and the stars above, sailed steadily forward in the strong wind.
"Aye, Capt'n. And the Captain of that ship is no one less than the infamous Jack Sparrow, escaped the noose in Port Royal once, he did." Came the answer. The Captain smirked. "It was with him she was arguing that night in the alleyway, Captain."
"Hmm…partners in crime then?" the Captain said chuckling.
"Aye, ye could say tha'." Cam the answed.
"So Evans have found herself a man. How sweet is that?" the Captain mocked and laughed evilly. The first mate smirked devilishly.
"Very." The first mate answered in disgust. "Evans and Sparrow. Two famous pirates."
"Aye…" the Captain mused. "Are ye sure the map is aboard that ship?" he asked, pointing one finger at the dark figure of the Black Pearl.
"Pretty sure. I saw her sneak aboard early this morning." The first mate answered.
"A sneaking slimy snake she is." The Captain spat.
"I couldn't agree more…"
"Well, you just wait, Evans, I'm coming to get you back…" The Captain said with narrowed eyes, staring intently at the alight windows where a drunk Tony Evans and tipsy Jack Sparrow where coming along somewhat better than before.
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"I've never liked the windows in your cabin, Sparrow!" Tony slurred as she stood by one particularly dirty window, the rum spilling out from the bottle onto her shirt. "They're too small and too dirty!" she continued leaning closer and wiping one finger along the glass.
Jack took a chug of his rum and looked at her drunken figure as she stood by the window. She was swaying slightly. He himself was lying on his bed on his back, with one arm bent behind his head and the other holding a bottle to his chest.
"Look! Ye really should do something about this!" she said with a giggle and swayed forward to him with her finger in the air. When she stopped by the bed, towering over him she placed her finger on his cheek and as she drew it, it left a dark line of dirt on his cheek. "See? At least my windows aboard the Serpent were big and they let the sunshine through, unlike yours." Tony slurred and then suddenly she fell on his stomach, the rum spilling out on his chest. "Oops…" she whispered but didn't move.
Jack looked at her and somewhere in his foggy mind he couldn't find one reason why he hated her so much.
Tony bit her lower lip in a smirk and climbed over him to the empty space on the bed beside him. She lay down on her back as well and stared at the ceiling.
"Yes…the windows were much, much bigger…hic…and not with that much dirt either, you know." Tony slurred and hiccuped. Jack turned his head to look at her.
"Tell me 'bout yer ship, love." He asked her quietly. Tony turned her head to look at him too and they stared at each other.
"There's not much to…hic…tell, y'know. It's gone…" she whispered sadly, her eyes started to glitter but she didn't cry. Jack didn't quite understand what she meant.
"What do ye mean by gone?" he asked with raised eyebrows and took a sip of his rum.
"Me lovely Serpent is…hic…gone and she'll never be back." Tony slurred, not understanding or realising she was telling Jack something she wouldn't have done if she was being sober.
"Gone?" he still didn't understand.
"Bottom of the Davey Jones's Locker with me crew. But I'll get my revenge on that bastard even if I don't 'ave me ship anymore!" Tony said sternly and took a large chug, emptying her bottle. She threw it to the floor to join her earlier bottles and she took another one, this being a whole bottle with rum.
Jack stared at her. Now he understood why she was being so touchy about the subject of her ship when she was sober, anyone would be if they had lost their ship. But what revenge was she talking about? And who was 'that bastard'? Wasn't her ship called the Serpent's Revenge? Something in that name made Jack believe she had a reason for naming it that way…
"Why do we hate each other so much, Jack?" Tony asked suddenly so that Jack snapped out of his thoughts.
"I don't know, Evans. Ye tell me that." Jack said, glancing at her and taking a sip again. Tony drained her bottle quite quickly.
"Well…hic…we're both very competitive, so I guess we're trying to out do each other all the time…hic…and you're trying to prove everyone that you're better than me, but we both know that I'm always…hic…going to be the best, Sparrow, where ever we may be and whatever we are doing!" she said and laughed heartily, spilling some rum over her bosom, soaking her shirt.
And that little spill of her rum on her bosom, caught Jack's whole attention, being a man, obviously. She was still laughing but somehow he hadn't understood what she had just said, he was just staring at her strangely. The fabric of her shirt was soaked and he could see the perfect form of her breasts through the wet shirt. He had never thought it before but knew it was true when he thought her sexy and he really wanted her that moment. If he could only make her scream his name in pleasure…He had to change his position slightly that she wouldn't notice his arousal. How the hell did she do that?! One minute he was hating her, the next he wanted to shag her…what was coming over him?
"Hey! Are ye still here, Captain?" Tony asked, waving a hand in front of his unfocused face which was staring at too creepy places.
"Huh? Wha' didja say?" Jack snapped out of his thoughts and brought his gaze to her face. She was looking at him suspiciously. She has a good reason for that too, he thought guiltily. No, wait! Why should he feel guilty? He was a perverse pirate, screw what she thought! When Jack Sparrow gets a good looking lass in his bed (forget what he said earlier about her not belonging to the 'woman category'! She was very much a woman now, a gorgeous one at that!), then there's nothing that stops him from doing what ever he pleases with her! Ha!
"I asked if ye're still…hic…on the earth, you idiot, you seem somewhat…hic… distracted." Tony said firmly a playful smirk on her lips before she drained her rum in one go, the empty bottle in her hand which hanged loosely over the edge of the bed.
"I'm still here, love, as ye can very well see." Jack answered hoarsely taking a chug of his bottle. "Or are ye going blind?" he asked with a smirk.
Tony turned herself around so that she was lying on her stomach (hiding her wet bosom from Jack) and she gazed into his deep eyes, that captivated her once again. "If I were blind, I wouldn't have…hic…noticed how handsome ye are, Jack." she said softly and then seemed to catch what she had just said because she clapped a hand on her mouth. She removed it quickly and said; "But I am not saying I fancy ye, Sparrow, because I couldn't hate you more, but what I mean is…hic…is that ye 'ave quite a body, I'm not going to deny that true fact,…hic…yet your evil nature and your bad temper is really…hic…counting off some points, savvy?" she slurred grinning.
"Aye, I savvy ye." Jack answered but something in his smirk told her that he had something wicked in his mind. "There's nothing to complain 'bout ye either, Evans." He commented.
She said nothing while she blushed and a wavy string of her hair fell in front of her face. She blew it upwards away from her face and giggled.
"You know what, Sparrow?"
"What?"
"About my map and the Treasure…hic…I have to say that I have been quite generous with ye, y'know, giving ye the map…hic…and letting ye go after it – " she was cut off by Jack.
"Ah, bu' I did take ye with me, didn't I?" Jack said with raised eyebrows.
"Aye…bu' still, I don't understand…hic…why you're being so hostile with me." Tony said pouting. Jack narrowed his eyes, but not in anger.
"Am I being hostile now, love?"
"No…but…but…" she fell silent. "Ye did kidnap me, though." she pointed out when the subject popped into her mind.
"And ye did fool me an' me crew, didn't ya?" Jack asked, knowing the answer.
"Aye…bu' it wouldn't 'ave happened if ye hadn't…hic…kidnapped me, darling!" Tony said with a smirk, knowing that she had won. Jack shook his head and said nothing.
"Ye're such a whiner…" Jack muttered.
"Can ye guess what I'm thinking now…hic?" Tony asked with a smirk and twinkling eyes. Jack studied her face for a little while.
"Nope. Ye can show me, though." He said seductively and winked, thinking of completely other things than what she was thinking. Her eyes widened and she slapped him playfully with a laugh.
"You perverse! I was thinking of no…hic…such things, you filthy arse!" Tony yelled grinning and then she quickly snatched his rum bottle and drained it, while Jack looked at her pouting. Then she threw the empty bottle over her shoulder and it landed with a clatter on the floor behind the bed.
"I said that ye can tell me wha' ye were thinking, Evans! Nuthin' else!" Jack said innocently and held his hands up.
"Yeah right! How come I…hic…heard ye say show, huh?" Tony argued with her eyebrows lowered.
"Ye heard me wrong, love! I said nothing like that! Plus ye're the drunken one so ye must've heard wrong." Jack said evilly.
"I am not drunk…hic…you ugly sea-turtle!"
"Ugly?"
Tony blushed and turned he head away from him, saying nothing. But Jack cupped her cheek and turned her face to look at him again. Their eyes met and she was melting once again under his intense gaze. Yes, I would fancy him very much if he weren't such an idiot…Tony thought.
"Ye see, Evans, we're already getting along. It's just ye who's always being such a sorry excuse of a pirate tha' ye 'ave teh start a fight." Jack said leaning closer. Tony giggled in her drunken state.
"We sound just like a married couple, Jackie, and we're only getting along because we're drunk, ye blighter." Tony said sarcastically before she hiccuped once again. "If we weren't drunk, we'd be fighting and taunting each other!" she said and shook her head. "But ye know…hic…I would fancy ye very much if ye weren't being such an arse…hic…all the time. I mean it..." and she leaned forward and gave him a small kiss on his cheek before she passed out, her head resting on his chest.
"I knew ye liked me, love…" Jack mused before he too fell asleep, his arms around her petite figure and he started dreaming of a naked Tony…
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Hopefully they weren't too much out of character, yet they were drunk so you can imagine Tony doing stupid stuff and telling stuff she shouldn't…that's what I've done at least…hehe…
Ok, next chapter up quite soon, I guess. I'll write as often as I have the time and when the sun is not shining. (If the sun is shining, I'll be out sunbathing!) :)
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