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That evening, Ana and Rachel quietly entered their soon-to-be step-father's study. He was looking over some papers, as he had been all day. They stood noiselessly by the door until he noticed them.
He looked over, having finally realized he was no longer alone. He set the papers down and gazed at the two girls in front of him. "Ana, Rachel," he acknowledged them. He looked at their outfits. "You two are actually looking quite nice this evening," he commented. The girls had made sure to dress properly for two reasons. One, they and their mother were going to a party that night for a friend of their's, and two, they had some major sucking up to do.
"Thank you," Ana said. "I would firstly like to apologize for my outbursts a day ago. I was entirely out of place." He nodded, looking from her to her sister.
"And we would like to ask you for a favor," Rachel added, smiling slightly. He nodded again, turned to actually face them and stand up.
"I figured there was a catch," he said, examining them both. "What is it you want?"
Ana almost chocked at his rude tone. "We would like to ask you to send a ship to a man," Rachel said, making sure she un-noticeably hit her sister to keep her from blowing it.
He cocked his head and put his hands in his pockets. "You ask me to give a ship to an unknown man freely?"
Rachel shook her head as Ana cleared her throat. "No, sir, we ask that you give a ship freely to a poor merchant man. We heard talk of him down at the docks from the harbor master," Ana said.
"He said to another man that he was poor, and his wife is near death back in Port Royale. He managed to get the medicine for her, but his ship was pillaged by a band of pirates, and they sent him out into the sea with only his clothes, the medicine which they did not know he had, and a small rowboat with no oars," Rachel added.
"We want him to get home to his wife, and only you can give him a ship and crew to get him there."
He shook his head. "And I suppose he cannot barder a ride off on another man's ship, hm? He needs his own?"
Rachel kept herself from rolling her eyes while Ana explained. "Mr. Culter, sir. There are no other ships, or boats even, in the harbor as of now. And if he doesn't leave soon, he'll not get to his wife in time."
"Please, do this for us, father," Rachel said, painfully getting the word 'father' to come out.
Shocked by what she called him, he just stared at them both. Ana smiled quickly in the silence as Rachel gazed back at him. He
He nodded slowly. "Al-alright. I shall send him a ship in the morning."
The girls thanked him and curtsied as they left the study. As soon as they had the door shut and they were halfway down the hall, they broke out into laughter.
"I can't believe you called him father!" Ana laughed. She was holding her side as they made their way to the stairs.
"It worked though. Besides, it's not like I meant it. It was only to get him to say yes. Now, tomorrow is a new day," she started.
"For we shall see our father that day," Ana finshed as they smiled politely to their mother, who awaited them at the bottom of the stairs.
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okay, kinda short, I know, but I'm sorry. I needed to get something out to get me out of my mental POTC block. and no, trust me, watching the movie didn't help much. so, now that guard is almost over and I got another chapter out, I should be good from here on out. hope you like it.
--renee--
That evening, Ana and Rachel quietly entered their soon-to-be step-father's study. He was looking over some papers, as he had been all day. They stood noiselessly by the door until he noticed them.
He looked over, having finally realized he was no longer alone. He set the papers down and gazed at the two girls in front of him. "Ana, Rachel," he acknowledged them. He looked at their outfits. "You two are actually looking quite nice this evening," he commented. The girls had made sure to dress properly for two reasons. One, they and their mother were going to a party that night for a friend of their's, and two, they had some major sucking up to do.
"Thank you," Ana said. "I would firstly like to apologize for my outbursts a day ago. I was entirely out of place." He nodded, looking from her to her sister.
"And we would like to ask you for a favor," Rachel added, smiling slightly. He nodded again, turned to actually face them and stand up.
"I figured there was a catch," he said, examining them both. "What is it you want?"
Ana almost chocked at his rude tone. "We would like to ask you to send a ship to a man," Rachel said, making sure she un-noticeably hit her sister to keep her from blowing it.
He cocked his head and put his hands in his pockets. "You ask me to give a ship to an unknown man freely?"
Rachel shook her head as Ana cleared her throat. "No, sir, we ask that you give a ship freely to a poor merchant man. We heard talk of him down at the docks from the harbor master," Ana said.
"He said to another man that he was poor, and his wife is near death back in Port Royale. He managed to get the medicine for her, but his ship was pillaged by a band of pirates, and they sent him out into the sea with only his clothes, the medicine which they did not know he had, and a small rowboat with no oars," Rachel added.
"We want him to get home to his wife, and only you can give him a ship and crew to get him there."
He shook his head. "And I suppose he cannot barder a ride off on another man's ship, hm? He needs his own?"
Rachel kept herself from rolling her eyes while Ana explained. "Mr. Culter, sir. There are no other ships, or boats even, in the harbor as of now. And if he doesn't leave soon, he'll not get to his wife in time."
"Please, do this for us, father," Rachel said, painfully getting the word 'father' to come out.
Shocked by what she called him, he just stared at them both. Ana smiled quickly in the silence as Rachel gazed back at him. He
He nodded slowly. "Al-alright. I shall send him a ship in the morning."
The girls thanked him and curtsied as they left the study. As soon as they had the door shut and they were halfway down the hall, they broke out into laughter.
"I can't believe you called him father!" Ana laughed. She was holding her side as they made their way to the stairs.
"It worked though. Besides, it's not like I meant it. It was only to get him to say yes. Now, tomorrow is a new day," she started.
"For we shall see our father that day," Ana finshed as they smiled politely to their mother, who awaited them at the bottom of the stairs.
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okay, kinda short, I know, but I'm sorry. I needed to get something out to get me out of my mental POTC block. and no, trust me, watching the movie didn't help much. so, now that guard is almost over and I got another chapter out, I should be good from here on out. hope you like it.
--renee--