Thank you for all the reviews. 12 already! drifts off into another world, grinning like an idiot
I put in whose POV (for all of you who, like me, can't tell head from tail of these abreviations, that means Point Of View. everyone applauds. Author blushes bright red.) it was, because it seems to be a bit confusing without it.
I might not update for a while because I've got a correspondant coming... So kind of imagine the next bit...! (Just joking, you don't have to! Everyone groans Well, I thought you might not realise...!)
This is the last episode' on the island (well for the moment), so buckle your seat belts, hold tight, we're off to Tortuga!!
Oh yeah, disclaimer. I wish, not likely. Don't own nothing. (Wow, good joke, eh?) Okay, don't own PotC, do please note that do own Fen.
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Chapter 4 : The Sparrow
It had taken longer than Jack had estimated to get out. Put it down to the oars breaking, to Fen losing her temper ot to the total lack of wind, the fact rested that the sun was in its prime and they were not a hundred yards off shore. Hence the slightly... what shall we call them... tense' feelings.(Fen)
Blast these damn oars... Go in, for godness sake, go somewhere... she muttered, yanking on the foresaid oars. Second pair at that; first had snapped - Jack had been a bit groggy waking up that morning and had, consequently, trod on them. Twirphead. She looked up and found him staring irritatedly at her.
she asked.
You're rowing wrong. Yev gotta actually have some ressemblance to a rythm. He stated. Up, push, down, pull... Up, push, down,pull... Up... He repeated, motioning the movement to follow.
(Jack)
Fen looked at him and for a minute Jack wondered whether 'he' was going to lose it again like last night and try to batter him to smitherins, like the tree. But all he' did was lay his' oars gently down on the raft. He frowned. What was this about? But he' carried on moving and leant forward until his' face was inches away from Jack's own. He could smell his companion's breath. Grassy. Weird, why grass? He looked at his' mouth. It was rather difficult actually. You had to kind of crane your your eyes around and twist your neck at the same time, but he was well rewarded. The lad chewed grass! Fancy that! Chewing grass! Better to swig rum, much better - there were germs all over grass - you never knew what you could catch. Whereas rum... A fancy talker would compare it to an elixir, sweet and pure, but he, Jack, would simply compare it to the sea, to the ocean, to freedom...
Seeing Jack drift away to his own world, Fen said, slowly so as to articulate every syllable, I - un - der - stand - you. I - she pointed to herself, am - not - stupid.
Jack followed her lead and leant in even closer, so that there noses practically touched. Neither am I. He grinned and made to move away. That had shut him up! But Fen's forearm came flying up, fist curled and struck the side of Jack's head with a whack.
he yelled, surprised. He clutched his head with one hand. Fen smiled satisfacly, replying, Oh yeah?
He fumbled with his belt, found his pistol and brought it like lightning to Fen's head. he retorted. Keeping the pistol steadily in place, he massaged his temple, opening and closing his mouth.
There was silence for a few seconds. Only the gentle lapping of the ocean could be heard. Are you going to lower that gun? Fen asked, raising her eyebrows.
He looked up, paused, then said, You know what, I don't think I am going to! He went back to his massaging.
That was a sharp blow. Maybe he' wasn't that much of a eunuch after all. Didn't half hurt.
(Fen)
Fen waited a couple of minutes. She glanced around. The thing she should really do she knew was to knock the gun out of his hand and force him to take her to Tortuga and to hand over his ship. But really, she could do with having him on her side. Willingly. She only had to look at the sail he'd come up with to see it was better to be with him than against him. Even if he was half mad and seemed to act on the spur of the moment. Hmmm... Maybe it would be worth swallowing some of her pride. Just until she had enough to go on her own way...
She looked up at him. Gosh he was funny like that. His face really did contort sometimes. It was like a big blackboard with all his feelings written on them. She felt her mouth twitching for the first time in ages. Then she sighed. How was she supposed to clearly decide about what to do when she had a distraction like that in front of her? He was an obnoxious drunkard who got all boastful about a ship no one had ever heard of. Well... she hadn't. But she had been stranded on an island away from all civilisation for her entire life. Good point. The Black Pearl... It did seem familiar somehow... Impossible.
But he had some charm to him she supposed - in his own way. Just go with it Fen, she thought all of a sudden, it isn't going to kill you. If he tries anything funny, kill him. She relaxed. At least she knew which direction she ws going in now; she'd ease off a bit until they got to Tortuga and then see from there.
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They both kept quiet for the couple of minutes that followed. Jack was totally engrossed in soothing his pain - but managed, of course, to keep the pistol dead straight ahead - and Fen who was trying to ease up' a little waited patiently for him to do something. Waited patiently. Very patiently. Extremely patiently. More patiently than anyone else in the...
She burst out, would you mind moving this blasted gun because we're being washed back to shore. As if to prove her words, they came to a stop with a sudden thud.
Jack straightened out, standing up and put his free hand back to his side. He looked into the distant for a few seconds then turned to face her. One, it's Captain Jack Sparrow an' two, I'm not goin' teh spend the rest of this journey at yer feet. So yer better jus' drop yer fancy ways or I'll pull the trigger, savvy?
What? I didn't... He gave her a meaningful look.
She took a couple of deep breaths. If he hadn't even noticed her effort then she wasn't going to keep it up.
Very well, sir, but I am not accustomed, sir, to calling people Captain, sir, when they have no ship, sir. So unless, sir, you can point out your ship, sir, then I am afraid, sir that I can not call you Captain, SIR! Fen stood in front of him, chin up, panting softly.
Jack smirked. Well luv', all I can say is that luv', if yer've got a problem wiv' callin' me Captain, you shouldn't ve excepted teh be part of me crew. Cos' luv' yer goin' teh be callin' me it pretty often, LUV' He grinned. Beautifully. Fen wouldn't have been able to repress her own grinning if she hadn't seen, shining in his eyes, a look of triumph.
But that still leaves one detail, sir, she replied, making sure the sir' came out loud and clear. And that is, her voice trembled with the effort of keeping her temper, that you have no ship.
(Jack)
No ship?! Yer call the Black Pearl no ship?! Jack stared at him' incredously. Surely not!
Well I don't see it. He' said quietly. Blimey, when he' spoke quietly like that it was even worse then when he' yelled.
Tha' would probably because it isn't here. It's in Tortuga. Waitin' fer me. Jack answered and hoped with everything he had that Anamaria was waiting for him. It was her he had entrusted the Pearl to after all. But he had been away for a long time and that Captain' he'd come with. Jack shivered. Well he'd been a sly one. It wouldn't have suprised Jack if he'd put the rumour out that he was dead.
So for the moment you have no ship then, it seems. Well, like I said before, I cannot call someone captain if he has no ship.
Breath in, breath out, breath in, breath out, she repeated to herself.
If it's so important fer you to have teh actually see the ship... Jack kicked Fen right behind his knees so they buckled then gave way. He pinned him down with his left hand and with his right he took out his dagger. Then carved The Sparrow crudely onto the side of the raft.
He smiled or rather he opened his mouth, showed his teeth and probably had the intention of smiling, but what finished by coming out was a pretty sarcastic remark.
Tha' good enough?
(Fen)
Fen smirked. If that was the best he could do...! Why yes, CAPTAIN.
She saw Jack shoot her a murderous look. But he didn't say anything - probably had decided, like her that they'd better start cooperating if they even wanted to leave the island.
He let her go slowly, inching back as though he was a hair's breadth away from sending a bullet through her head and said, through clenched teeth, Time to get to work, I think. And with that he turned, once again, his back on her and they got to work'.
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Hours later they were both pulling on their set of oars and pouring with sweat. There still wasn't any wind. But at least they'd worked out that they shouldn't attempt a conversation. Just put their backs into it and get on rowing...
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Well that's the end of this chapter. sighs of relief come from all around No-ones forcing you to read it you know. author gets a bit touchy...
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