Disclaimer, I don't own the plot or characters, they belong to Disney,
unless of course you count me, who I think I have the right to own since
I'm pretty sure Disney doesn't own me. But then again maybe this is a
conspiracy against me and really I am own by Disney. Well, never mind....it
doesn't matter anyway cuz if Disney did own me I wouldn't really care cuz
I'm the only me....right?
*****
"Hey Erin, are you ready to go?" called Luke.
I tumbled out of my neighbors house, "Yes, Luke."
"Good," was all my brother could say. He used to love to talk to me but once he moved away and his wife died he'd been really quiet. And he'd been even quieter than usual lately since our house burned and every one but me and him died.
"Luke?" I ventured as I mounted a pony (which is a difficult task to do in a skirt).
"What?"
"Where are we going?"
He sighed, "Tortuga, you really don't belong there but we've got no where else to go."
My heart lifted, "We'll be by the sea?" He nodded, and then mounted his horse.
"Let's get going before its dark," he said as he started to ride away. I followed him quietly.
We rode for hours, past dusk. I sighed to myself, why did he have to be so quiet? I get board when I've got no one to talk to. I started to hum to myself, as I often do when I am board. I went through all the sweet songs my mother taught me first then started to hum some of the more risqué tunes I'd learned from some of the boys at home. I was half way though 'Drunken Mary' when my brother brought us to an abrupt stop.
"There it is," he said, "Tortuga."
And so it was there, at the bottom of the hill. We rode into Tortuga on horse back, and Tortuga was every bit as wonderful as I'd hoped it'd be. There was the ocean, parties, ships, and some pretty cute guys *never mind the fact that most of them were drunk*. I mean, for a town full of drunks, pirates, and an assortment of other, um.....strange folk it wasn't half bad.
We spent the night at one of his friend's houses. And by 'his' I mean Luke's. The evening was actually a bit of a let down. I mean his friends were nice enough and the food was fine but I didn't get to meet any pirates or get kidnapped or anything fun like that. I got to sit safely in a cute little house on the outskirts of Tortuga eating sweet little home cooked meals. It had been an over all a very disappointing week.
That night I woke to the sound of ruffians breaking into Luke's friend's house. I sat up in bed and knew that if I was probably going to get kidnapped (secretly I hoped so) and decided that if I was going to be kidnapped by pirates I might as well be properly dressed.
So when an ugly pirate broke down the door to my room I stood up. "About time you got here. I thought maybe you'd forget and just skip my room all together and that would have been a real shame sinc-"
The man cut me off by slapping my face, hard, "Shut up!" He took the jewelry from my desk and then ran from my room.
"Hey! You forgot to kidnap me!" I yelled, but the pirate was gone. I sat down on the edge of my bed. I swore to myself. It wasn't fair! I wanted to be kidnapped. Why couldn't the stupid pirates understand that and take someone who wanted to go instead of some stupid young girl who was afraid of their stench. I wanted to be a pirate! That would be exciting wouldn't it? Then it hit me, DUH! Why shouldn't I just run away and become a pirate? And why hadn't I thought of that before? Boy was I dumb. So I packed up my stuff and left my room that night. Later I felt guilty for not leaving a note for Luke, but not very guilty.
So that night I wandered the streets and the docks, looking to see if anyone would take me on as part of their crew. I had no luck. So I spent the rest of the night lying under a bridge, listening to the drunken laughter that surrounded me. Needless to say I didn't get much sleep. Boy was I ever in a bad mood the next morning. I was beginning to become so desperate for someone to take me on that I did a really dumb thing. A really really dumb thing. I broke into a ship and hid. I had been reduced to becoming a stowaway. I felt so pathetic.
***** Love it, hate it, REVIEW IT PLEASE!!!!! I realize that it might suck now but I promise it'll get better....* eyes fill up with tears* please, if you must criticize what I write be at least sorta nice. *sniffle* But alas, I must say good bye for now.
P.S. Should I continue this story? Tell me! R & R!
*****
"Hey Erin, are you ready to go?" called Luke.
I tumbled out of my neighbors house, "Yes, Luke."
"Good," was all my brother could say. He used to love to talk to me but once he moved away and his wife died he'd been really quiet. And he'd been even quieter than usual lately since our house burned and every one but me and him died.
"Luke?" I ventured as I mounted a pony (which is a difficult task to do in a skirt).
"What?"
"Where are we going?"
He sighed, "Tortuga, you really don't belong there but we've got no where else to go."
My heart lifted, "We'll be by the sea?" He nodded, and then mounted his horse.
"Let's get going before its dark," he said as he started to ride away. I followed him quietly.
We rode for hours, past dusk. I sighed to myself, why did he have to be so quiet? I get board when I've got no one to talk to. I started to hum to myself, as I often do when I am board. I went through all the sweet songs my mother taught me first then started to hum some of the more risqué tunes I'd learned from some of the boys at home. I was half way though 'Drunken Mary' when my brother brought us to an abrupt stop.
"There it is," he said, "Tortuga."
And so it was there, at the bottom of the hill. We rode into Tortuga on horse back, and Tortuga was every bit as wonderful as I'd hoped it'd be. There was the ocean, parties, ships, and some pretty cute guys *never mind the fact that most of them were drunk*. I mean, for a town full of drunks, pirates, and an assortment of other, um.....strange folk it wasn't half bad.
We spent the night at one of his friend's houses. And by 'his' I mean Luke's. The evening was actually a bit of a let down. I mean his friends were nice enough and the food was fine but I didn't get to meet any pirates or get kidnapped or anything fun like that. I got to sit safely in a cute little house on the outskirts of Tortuga eating sweet little home cooked meals. It had been an over all a very disappointing week.
That night I woke to the sound of ruffians breaking into Luke's friend's house. I sat up in bed and knew that if I was probably going to get kidnapped (secretly I hoped so) and decided that if I was going to be kidnapped by pirates I might as well be properly dressed.
So when an ugly pirate broke down the door to my room I stood up. "About time you got here. I thought maybe you'd forget and just skip my room all together and that would have been a real shame sinc-"
The man cut me off by slapping my face, hard, "Shut up!" He took the jewelry from my desk and then ran from my room.
"Hey! You forgot to kidnap me!" I yelled, but the pirate was gone. I sat down on the edge of my bed. I swore to myself. It wasn't fair! I wanted to be kidnapped. Why couldn't the stupid pirates understand that and take someone who wanted to go instead of some stupid young girl who was afraid of their stench. I wanted to be a pirate! That would be exciting wouldn't it? Then it hit me, DUH! Why shouldn't I just run away and become a pirate? And why hadn't I thought of that before? Boy was I dumb. So I packed up my stuff and left my room that night. Later I felt guilty for not leaving a note for Luke, but not very guilty.
So that night I wandered the streets and the docks, looking to see if anyone would take me on as part of their crew. I had no luck. So I spent the rest of the night lying under a bridge, listening to the drunken laughter that surrounded me. Needless to say I didn't get much sleep. Boy was I ever in a bad mood the next morning. I was beginning to become so desperate for someone to take me on that I did a really dumb thing. A really really dumb thing. I broke into a ship and hid. I had been reduced to becoming a stowaway. I felt so pathetic.
***** Love it, hate it, REVIEW IT PLEASE!!!!! I realize that it might suck now but I promise it'll get better....* eyes fill up with tears* please, if you must criticize what I write be at least sorta nice. *sniffle* But alas, I must say good bye for now.
P.S. Should I continue this story? Tell me! R & R!