About 6-7 years later
~Chris~
Today's the day! I woke up and stretched and yawned, for today was a big day. Dad's gonna take me into town. A real town, not like Tortuga, which I think I was in as a baby, but not sure and was only in when we refilled supplies. I was going to go to a real town!
"Onto the shore I go, I go! Onto the shore I go! To meet and greet the proper folk onto the shore I'll go!" I sang as I dressed in my semi boyish gear. I buckled a belt and continued to sing.
"I go to see where food is made and where a sword is forged. It will be a prim and proper town..." I ran up onto the deck out of the hold to witness the sunrise. I loved the sunrise!
"Onto the shore I go, I go! Onto the shore I go! Listen all ye sea creature, I'm going onto the shore!" I sang as loudly as I could.
"Aren't we up a little early young lady?" a voice asked. I turned around to see Sinal, who was a good sailor. He stretched as he looked at me oddly.
"Why would I want to sleep in? Daddy's promised to take me to shore today to see a real town! I see the shore!" I said, looking out once again at the sea. It was only a short distance away, I thought.
"Well then, you'd better wake up the Captain. He probably needs to be woken up after he worked so hard last night," he joked and I nodded.
"Yes sir! Onto shore I go, I go! Onto shore I go!" I sang as I headed down to Dad's cabin. To shore!
Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean, there, happy?
~Jack~
"Daddy, wake up!" a little voice yelled into my ear. I opened one eye.
"Not so loud little one, what, trying to wake the dead?" I asked, giving a big yawn and looking at the little child propped up next to my bed.
"No, well, you seemed dead. Did it bring you back? C'mon, get up and let's get ready! I hope you remember what day it is Captain!" she said lovingly.
"The day you get your own boat and I don't have to listen to you sing anymore? Nah, I believe this is the promised day, isn't it?" I asked, sitting up and embracing her in my arms. It hasn't been too hard to raise a girl, yet. She's kind and sweet, and I like her singing. It sounds like her mother's voice almost to exactness. She had her mother's eyes, which I was proud of; although I knew that nose of hers was mine. She also had her mother's hair color, with but a hint of mine. She looked so much like her mother did, and I told her everyday, I think.
"Well, are you gonna get up and get dressed or go into town with me shirtless?" she asked, jumping out of my arms, giggling.
"Go eat while I get dressed love, I'll join you in a minute. Is everyone up yet?" I asked.
"Nah," she said, "You tired them out last night repairing the sails!"
"Well, go sing into their ears and wake them up, got it?" I asked.
"Okay, what do you want me to sing?" she asked.
"Be creative!" I said. She ran out of the room skipping and singing 'A Pirates Life for Me' one of my personal favorites. That's going to wake them up. I threw back the covers and pulled on a pair of my pants, lying nearby. I fished out a shirt and got properly dressed. I smiled, I actually was proud I had a daughter. She had my temperament and made sure everyone did their jobs. If there ever was a mutiny aboard this ship ever again, she'd probably be the one to lead it or stop it. She was like her mother, everyone worked harder in her presence. I laughed to myself; she was going to be a fine pirate! Next on the list, finding a crew and a ship for her...
~Chris~
I got everyone up easily enough. It was quite nice to be able to tease Mr. Gibbs, just every once in a while, about the fact I was bad luck. I got to help our chef cook and I set the tables myself, which is one thing I do well. Everyone appreciates whatever help I give because I know what I'm doing and I can do it fairly well. I got everyone seated and chef began to set out plates. I went to dad, 'cause we ate together in our own place. I saw lots of food set out, and dad was already sitting.
"I wondered when you were going to get here," he said, and smiled. I grinned and sat in a chair across from his.
"Well, I had to make fun of Mr. Gibbs, you know, just one more time," I said.
"Don't do that, you torment him enough with your presence, what more torture you could have in mind for the poor guy?" he said, cocking an eyebrow as he began to dish up food. I put a bit of food on my plate and began to eat too.
"Nothing more!" I said before biting down.
"Well, eat up; if we're going to a proper town you'll need your strength. And then I want you to go put on that little dress you hate. It'll be a shame if you are found out to be a girl the hard way and I get caught. Then what sort of a pirate would I be known as if I was caught because my own daughter didn't act as a girl?" he asked.
"Aww, not again! I hate that dress. Lemme be a boy for today! I wanna go see a blacksmith and you said they don't allow girls in there!" I complained.
"Put on that dress and that's the last I'll hear of it lass!" he said, purely enjoying the fact of this torment, I could tell.
"And what if I don't?" I asked.
"Well, let's see; is there a punishment suitable enough for you? I guess, it would be... we won't go into town for... a year!" he decided.
"Aww," I said, "Fine, I'll put it own, but I won't act entirely lady like!"
"I'll not take someone who can't act like a lady when they should!" he said.
"It might be better for me to just stay, wouldn't it?" I asked.
"Well, no, I'd be very bored because of what I was going to show you are all stuff I have seen before," he said.
"Have you put on weight?" I asked, tiring of the topic.
"I eat the same things you eat," he said.
"Uh, uh, I ate some new things, like fruits!" I exclaimed and he glared at me.
"Maybe I don't feel like going ashore today," he said, trying to goad me into something.
"Maybe I don't feel like doing anything today either," I said, and he muttered something unintelligible.
"What was that?" I asked.
"Never mind, go get ready, we're going ashore today, and let's not let anything stop us. Remember the dress has to be clean enough too!" he said, and I growled a bit at him. He was such a... dang, I loved him anyways. Dear old dad! I ate up and headed to get ready.
"To town, to town, to town we go! Old little town that I never shall know! To visit, to see for the very first time, an' old and proper town for the very first time!"
Today's the day! I woke up and stretched and yawned, for today was a big day. Dad's gonna take me into town. A real town, not like Tortuga, which I think I was in as a baby, but not sure and was only in when we refilled supplies. I was going to go to a real town!
"Onto the shore I go, I go! Onto the shore I go! To meet and greet the proper folk onto the shore I'll go!" I sang as I dressed in my semi boyish gear. I buckled a belt and continued to sing.
"I go to see where food is made and where a sword is forged. It will be a prim and proper town..." I ran up onto the deck out of the hold to witness the sunrise. I loved the sunrise!
"Onto the shore I go, I go! Onto the shore I go! Listen all ye sea creature, I'm going onto the shore!" I sang as loudly as I could.
"Aren't we up a little early young lady?" a voice asked. I turned around to see Sinal, who was a good sailor. He stretched as he looked at me oddly.
"Why would I want to sleep in? Daddy's promised to take me to shore today to see a real town! I see the shore!" I said, looking out once again at the sea. It was only a short distance away, I thought.
"Well then, you'd better wake up the Captain. He probably needs to be woken up after he worked so hard last night," he joked and I nodded.
"Yes sir! Onto shore I go, I go! Onto shore I go!" I sang as I headed down to Dad's cabin. To shore!
Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean, there, happy?
~Jack~
"Daddy, wake up!" a little voice yelled into my ear. I opened one eye.
"Not so loud little one, what, trying to wake the dead?" I asked, giving a big yawn and looking at the little child propped up next to my bed.
"No, well, you seemed dead. Did it bring you back? C'mon, get up and let's get ready! I hope you remember what day it is Captain!" she said lovingly.
"The day you get your own boat and I don't have to listen to you sing anymore? Nah, I believe this is the promised day, isn't it?" I asked, sitting up and embracing her in my arms. It hasn't been too hard to raise a girl, yet. She's kind and sweet, and I like her singing. It sounds like her mother's voice almost to exactness. She had her mother's eyes, which I was proud of; although I knew that nose of hers was mine. She also had her mother's hair color, with but a hint of mine. She looked so much like her mother did, and I told her everyday, I think.
"Well, are you gonna get up and get dressed or go into town with me shirtless?" she asked, jumping out of my arms, giggling.
"Go eat while I get dressed love, I'll join you in a minute. Is everyone up yet?" I asked.
"Nah," she said, "You tired them out last night repairing the sails!"
"Well, go sing into their ears and wake them up, got it?" I asked.
"Okay, what do you want me to sing?" she asked.
"Be creative!" I said. She ran out of the room skipping and singing 'A Pirates Life for Me' one of my personal favorites. That's going to wake them up. I threw back the covers and pulled on a pair of my pants, lying nearby. I fished out a shirt and got properly dressed. I smiled, I actually was proud I had a daughter. She had my temperament and made sure everyone did their jobs. If there ever was a mutiny aboard this ship ever again, she'd probably be the one to lead it or stop it. She was like her mother, everyone worked harder in her presence. I laughed to myself; she was going to be a fine pirate! Next on the list, finding a crew and a ship for her...
~Chris~
I got everyone up easily enough. It was quite nice to be able to tease Mr. Gibbs, just every once in a while, about the fact I was bad luck. I got to help our chef cook and I set the tables myself, which is one thing I do well. Everyone appreciates whatever help I give because I know what I'm doing and I can do it fairly well. I got everyone seated and chef began to set out plates. I went to dad, 'cause we ate together in our own place. I saw lots of food set out, and dad was already sitting.
"I wondered when you were going to get here," he said, and smiled. I grinned and sat in a chair across from his.
"Well, I had to make fun of Mr. Gibbs, you know, just one more time," I said.
"Don't do that, you torment him enough with your presence, what more torture you could have in mind for the poor guy?" he said, cocking an eyebrow as he began to dish up food. I put a bit of food on my plate and began to eat too.
"Nothing more!" I said before biting down.
"Well, eat up; if we're going to a proper town you'll need your strength. And then I want you to go put on that little dress you hate. It'll be a shame if you are found out to be a girl the hard way and I get caught. Then what sort of a pirate would I be known as if I was caught because my own daughter didn't act as a girl?" he asked.
"Aww, not again! I hate that dress. Lemme be a boy for today! I wanna go see a blacksmith and you said they don't allow girls in there!" I complained.
"Put on that dress and that's the last I'll hear of it lass!" he said, purely enjoying the fact of this torment, I could tell.
"And what if I don't?" I asked.
"Well, let's see; is there a punishment suitable enough for you? I guess, it would be... we won't go into town for... a year!" he decided.
"Aww," I said, "Fine, I'll put it own, but I won't act entirely lady like!"
"I'll not take someone who can't act like a lady when they should!" he said.
"It might be better for me to just stay, wouldn't it?" I asked.
"Well, no, I'd be very bored because of what I was going to show you are all stuff I have seen before," he said.
"Have you put on weight?" I asked, tiring of the topic.
"I eat the same things you eat," he said.
"Uh, uh, I ate some new things, like fruits!" I exclaimed and he glared at me.
"Maybe I don't feel like going ashore today," he said, trying to goad me into something.
"Maybe I don't feel like doing anything today either," I said, and he muttered something unintelligible.
"What was that?" I asked.
"Never mind, go get ready, we're going ashore today, and let's not let anything stop us. Remember the dress has to be clean enough too!" he said, and I growled a bit at him. He was such a... dang, I loved him anyways. Dear old dad! I ate up and headed to get ready.
"To town, to town, to town we go! Old little town that I never shall know! To visit, to see for the very first time, an' old and proper town for the very first time!"