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Author's Note: Hey! Where's all my crew?! I've only got Kat Maxwell, Anna Mariea, Jane Finch, and I'm adding Milly (Hopefully she wants me to!) I need some guys! If I don't get willing volunteers, I'll be forced to imprison the guys we hang out with on our ship and torture them! Evil laughter Actually, that would be fun!

But, please, PLEASE sign up, I promise this will be hilarious! You'll have fun!

CHAPTER TWO: JACK'S HAT

Jack and Angelina decided that they were going to need a sword smith in this adventure and went to the blacksmith shop again.

Will was working away, when Jack snuck up behind him and hit him with one of Mr. Brown's bottles. Will slumped over and Angelina and Jack stuffed him in a sack. They decided that Will would not stay if Elizabeth wasn't along, so they told her that Will had been kidnapped and put on the Black Pearl. Of course, Elizabeth went running. Once she was on, Jack gave the signal and Angelina pulled the ship out of the harbor.

At sunset, they docked in Tortuga. Both Will and Elizabeth were dragged to the pub. Will was groggy and Elizabeth was fretting about not having any other clothes. And Jack...well Jack was drunk.

"I mean, really, is it so much to ask that you would have let me get another few changes of clothes?"

"Oh please, you're not gonna want to wear that anyway on the ship." Jack said, bouncing his eyebrows.

Elizabeth looked horrified. Angelina pushed Jack back and tried to clear things up, which was becoming increasingly hard because Jack was putting his arm around her and trying to kiss her.

"Elizabeth, what he means is...Jack! Quit it! He means, you're going to want to wear pirate clothes. You'll be able to work better."

"Work?!" If it was possible, Elizabeth was even more horrified.

"What both of them mean," Will put in, glancing at Angelina trying to get Jack under control. "Is that you and I are crew."

"CREW?!" The pub went silent and everyone looked at Elizabeth. She smiled, waved, and everyone went back to their business; Drinkers drinking, bartenders bartending, whores...whoreing.

Elizabeth stormed out the door, Will trailing behind. Angelina looked after them. Jack stole the opportunity and grabbed her...you know where.

"JACK!!!" For the second time, the pub went silent and looked at the table. Jack smiled and waved this time and Angelina pushed past him and left. Jack tried to grab the remaining four mugs of ale and stuff them in his shirt, but only succeeded in breaking them all. He ran after the other three to escape the bartender's wrath.

Jack was swaggering along, drunker than a...well he was really REALLY drunk. He was singing a combination of Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me and a pirate's life is the life for me and people were beginning to stare. Angelina walked embarrassedly along beside him.

"C'mon! You know the words!" Jack prompted. Angelina shook her head.

Then she spotted something running through the crowd. "Jack,"

"Hm?"

"Isn't that your hat running away?"

"What?!" Jack felt his head. "Thatbloodybas'ard!WhenIcatchhimI'mgonna..." Jack ran after it, slurring and swearing all the way. Angelina followed, only caring about Jack's wellbeing and safety. And for a laugh.

Jack caught the person and grabbed his hat. He dropped it when he realized that the thief was a girl of about 17 and he was even more puzzled to find that she kept muttering the word 'hats'.

"Bloodybas'ard!Youstolemehat!"

The girl looked at him and took the hat from his hand and put it on her head defiantly.

"Whyd'youwantmehat?"

"I like hats." She said simply.

By the time Angelina had caught up to them, Jack was welcoming the girl onto his crew. She ran off to get 'some things she needed' and came back with two enormous trunks.

"Whatinbloodyhellisinthose?" Jack asked, swaying.

"Hats." She said simply. Angelina shook her head and Jack beamed.

When all were back on the Pearl and the girl's hats stashed away in the hold, they all cumulated on the deck.

"So what's your name and why did you want to be on the crew? And...why are you obsessed with hats?" Angelina regarded the girl with much curiosity, and a little wariness.

"Well, me name is Jane Finch...and I-"

"Whatinbloodyhelliswithallofthebirdnames?" Jack put in.

Jane ignored him and kept talking. "I want Jack's hat. That's why I'm on the crew." Angelina looked worried. "I was raised to be an actress. I would wear big fancy hats, but I didn't make it and became this." She gestured to herself. "This street waif with an obsession about hats and talents of spitting far, pick pocketing, and looking cute."

"Lookingcutecanbeagoodthing." Jack said. Then he edged closer and said, "Y'knowyouareprettycute..." Jane looked scared, but then grabbed Jack's hat and stuffed it onto her head instead. "Hey!Whyd'youwantmehat,bich?" Jane looked insulted.

"Don't mind him. He gets this way when he's drunk. Try having him grab your ass in a pub. I'm used to it. You learn to ignore it."

"Anyou..." slurred Jack. "Quittryin'torui...roo...screwupallmefun."

"He's very...demanding." Jane mouthed to Angelina.

"You have no idea." Angelina mouthed back.

This was the beginning of a beautiful friendship between Angelina and Jane.

All of a sudden there was a crash from the other side of the deck and Elizabeth screamed and hid behind Will. "Pirates!"

"Elizabeth, we are pirates."

"Arrg! Where be the captain of this ship?" A girl climbed over the side of the ship and walked menacingly down the deck.

Elizabeth was almost frantic with terror, she pointed to Jack.

The girl took one look at the drunken fool and said, "Where be the first mate, then?"

Angelina stepped forward and glowered at the girl. "I'm right here."

"YOU?" the girl yelled. "A girl as a first mate?!" She started laughing. "Is there something there?" She gestured between Jack and Angelina. "Women can only be captains or damsels!"

"Who says?"

"Have you ever heard of a girl first mate unless she's with the captain?"

"Are you calling me a SLUT?!"

"I wasn't, but come ta think of it..."

"That's it!" Angelina drew her sword and charged at the girl.

The girl stepped to the side and Angelina went hurtling by. She looked back and said, "Ya know, you're as bad as he is?"

Jane stepped between the bloodthirsty Angelina and the girl and tried to make peace. She put on a Shakespearean accent and said, "Gentle Angelina, put thy rapier up!"

The girl started cracking up. Angelina saw this as a let down in the girl's guard and she charged.

It was Will that finally pulled the girls apart. "Who are you?" he asked the girl as he struggled to restrain Angelina.

The girl studied her sword nonchalantly and answered arrogantly "Kat Maxwell." She looked to see the reactions on everyone's faces. They were blank. Kat acted like they should be running in terror. No one moved. "Hellooo, I said I'm KAT MAXWELL."

"So?" Jane said.

"So?! SO?! I'm the most dreaded pirate in the Caribbean!"

A look of recognition dawned on Jack's face. "You-You'rethat...that..." Kat cocked her head, questioningly. "Youlookfamiliar...haveIthreatenedyoubefore?"

"No."

"Oh.Bedded,then?"

"NO!!"

"Hm,narrowsthatdownquiteabitthen.Howaboutsaved?"

"No."

"Seenatall?"

"No. No one sees when Kat Maxwell causes trouble."

"I'm seeing her now," Angelina whispered to Jane.

"What?"

"Nothing."

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Kat Maxwell made herself comfortable on the Pearl until finally, people accepted that she was on their voyage with them and she wasn't all that bad if one didn't get her angry. She and Angelina even began to get along and became very good friends.

"So I've noticed that Jane is obsessed with hats." Kat was very irritated with Jane and her showgirl attitude and the fact that she would break into a song at any minute. "What be your obsession?"

Angelina shrugged.

"Not even one thing?"

"Well, there are a couple of teeny things..."

"Yes?"

"Well, Jack. Don't tell him that or he'll think I'm encouraging him to hit on me. And...Cher."

"What?"

"Not what, who."

"Who's Cher?"

Angelina's jaw dropped. "You haven't heard of CHER?!"

"Nope."

"Ya know...Gypsies, tramps, and thieves, we heard it from the people in the town..." Kat stared blankly. "Uh...how about Bang, bang! You shot me down! Bang, bang! I hit the ground! Bang, bang! That awful sound! Bang, bang! My baby shot me down..."

"I'd like to shoot you down right now."

"Fine. I can tell when Cher's not wanted."

"Good. We're on the same page."

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The next day, Jane was assigned to be the watch out. She climbed the rigging carrying a flu brush and wearing black with black makeup smudged on her face. She was singing. "Chim Chimeny, Chim Chimeny, chim chim cher-ee, a sweep is as lucky as lucky can be... Chim Chimeny chim chim cher-ee chim cher-ooooooooo!"

"Cher-oo!" A voice called. A girl swung down from the folds of the sails.

Jane screamed and almost fell out of the rigging.

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