A/N: Woot, I'm actually posting another chapter! By the way, the guessing game for the first title is over. "We are supposed to be talking about piratey things" was a really cool title, but alas, I think that it just doesn't give the story a good reputation. Methinks that I needed a smidgeon bit more serious name. But thank you to Delphie, Katie, and TheCap'nOftheBlackPearl, who understood the title, and are now official two star reviewers!!! Congrats!
Delphie- :-D I'm glad you liked it. See your stars, right there? You're wonderful.
Kennyon: I doubt I could live without my ravings about the most interesting things either. Good luck with those angry sailors and their evil attempts to turn those dolphins into circus performers for the French. Darn those sailors.
Katie- Love the listed e-mail addy.
TheCap'nOftheBlackPearl- doesn't writing your name get a little bit old sometimes? I feel your pain, really, I do. You know how when you have to log into anything, they have you use your e-mail address? Well, try typing in whenever you need to log on… Anywhoos, the pirates that don't do anything is my favorite veggie tales song!
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Razz came back not even ten minutes later, since all he did was walk to the end of the dock and drop the body over the side. But before he sent him to the bottom of Davy Jones locker, he searched his pockets, and grabbed anything of value, including a slightly large pouch from around the dead man's neck.
Hunter sat straight up in bed. If he were to correctly interpret this feeling, the man he was chasing, just died. But after a few moments, he realized that what he was seeking was now in the possession of another. He settled down and fall back into a dreamless sleep.
Three fingered Pete helped Jade drag the heavy chest up the stairs and they set it in the hallway between Jade's room and her father's, up against the wall.
"Later I'll empty it into the closet, this is a smart chest for my room, it'll match perfectly." Jade commented as they walked back down the stairs in time to see Razz come back into the room.
"'Ere Jade, dis was on 'im" he said, tossing the pouch to her.
"I'll put it away later." she said, slipping the cord around her neck before she went to make her rounds, filling up the empty mugs around the room.
Jack shook his head to try and clear the cobwebs from his mind. When that didn't work, he flailed his arms in front of his face to knock them down. He only succeeded in knocking himself over.
"You give a wonderful party!" he insisted to the figurehead at the front of the ship, while his head stuck out through the railing around the bow of the ship. "Excellent rum, Love!" he said, raising his bottle to the figurehead, and taking a swig from the bottle.
"After a somewhat lengthy conversation between Jack and his new friend, Cotton walked up behind Jack, with his bird on his shoulder.
Cotton grabbed Jack by the shoulders, and hoisted him to his feet.
While Jack was struggling to keep his balance, the bird squawked, "On yer feet, matey."
Annamaria walked around the side of the ship just in time to see Jack motion to the figurehead, and say, "Where are your manners, you are in the presence of a lady!"
"As the only lady on this ship," Annamaria said, "I'm ordering you to retire to the captains quarters. I'll make sure no one disturbs you until you come out. You are going to have one nasty hangover." She said as she half dragged him to his quarters, pulling the bottle out of his grasp, and setting it on a crate on the way.
"Now, get some rest!" she ordered before shutting the door and walking out across the deck, enjoying the moonlight.
"She's gone!" Jack whispered to himself. "I should go find her, she knows where the rum is!" he snickered as he slipped through the door, letting it shut behind him. He didn't get very fat though, before he stumbled, knocking an empty apple barrel, and himself, overboard.
Hearing the splash, Annamaria and Cotton both rushed to see what had fallen.
"Oh well, we were gonna toss the barrel tomorrow anyway, it was empty. Annamaria said, and they both walked away from the edge, just as Jack's head surfaced.
"Ohhh, 'tis a minute life boat!" Jack said as he climbed inside the barrel, and passed out.
Razz snorted, asleep with his face smushed into the tabletop. He was the last customer in the tavern. Jade poked him on the arm to wake him up, but he didn't move.
"Come on, Razz, I don't wanna haul you out and toss you into the gutter! You know it's closing time." She said, jabbing him in the arm again.
Rachel had been going around the room wiping tables, and when she got to the table Razz was sitting at, she smiled at Jade, then proceeded to wipe off his table, hitting his face with then ends of the cold, wet rag as she swirled it around the table.
"AAAUUUGGGHHH!!!" he awoke with a start.
"Oh, good, you're awake, now you can leave, and let us finish closing!" Jade grinned at her staggering, inebriated friend as he stood.
"Sure!" he said, breathing in her face, and turning towards the door, leaving her standing there, fanning herself, and trying to get the stench away from her.
"G'night, Razz." Rachel bid him as he staggered out into the street.
With a yawn, Rachel shut the door. "Are you as tired as I am?"
With a sleepy smile, Jade answered, "Aye friend, that I am. Let's go get some shut eye."
With a nod, Rachel followed her up the stairs. When they got up there, Jade saw the new chest she had gotten, "I gotta move this outta the hall, or my father will kill me, will you help me?" Jade asked, grabbing a handle.
Rachel followed suit, and grabbed the other handle, and they brought it into Jade's room, and set it on her bed.
"I wonder what it is..." Rachel wondered.
"Ah, the majority of the time, it's just somethin in it to make it heavy for looks. A pirate with a treasure chest is a show off, and most likely flat broke. I have gotten the weirdest things in chests left behind, or something. One time I got one full of fresh bread, an' we served it to the customers for a week."
Rachel laughed, "Well then, I'm curious, lets open it."
"Ah, BILGEWATER!" Jade grumbled, "It's locked!"
"What do you do if it's locked?" Rachel asked her.
"You do this..." she said, taking a hair pin from her hair, and picking the lock. She pulled open the lid, revealing a huge amount or actual real treasure, doubloons, precious gems, decorative golden candlesticks and such.
"Well, that's most definitely a surprise!" said Jade.
"What are you going to do with it?" asked Rachel.
"For now, I'm going to put it under the floorboards in my closet, and use the chest to store clothes in."
With a laugh, Rachel said, "All right, but then we're going to sleep! I'm exhausted."