Chapter 4: TORY
I guess I did feel kind of sorry for Will. After all, he went to all that trouble to rescue her, when he could have been killed! Not nice on her part. And he did try to be nice to us.
However, we still had this awful cabin that was about four feet by three feet. Do they expect us to sleep standing up? I am NOT a horse. Will didn't exactly help us with that. He was really nice though. And cute, as Sarina had mentioned to me about one thousand times since he left us five minutes ago.
"He is so cute!" Sarina said for the one thousand and first time. "Did you see his eyes fill up with tears? That's so cute! I feel so bad for him! After all, he did so much for Elizabeth. How could she hurt him like this?!" and on and on.
I ignored her as I moved my hands over the window. It was about one foot by one foot. I pushed on it, testing how strong it was.
"Tory?"
"Yea?" I said pushing harder.
"There is no way we are going to be able to climb out that window, somehow miraculously swing onto the deck, and get off a ship in the middle of the Caribbean Sea. That's only in the movies. And we are not in the movies." Sarina said, then paused. "Are you listening to me?"
"Yea." I said pushing on the wall by the window.
"TORY!" she grabbed me and dragged me away from the window. "We can't escape! Our number one priority is getting them to feed us right now. I'm hungry."
"Alright." I said. I fished around in my pocket. "Aha!" I pulled a squished Milky Way Bar out of my pocket. "Do you want half?"
Sarina looked at it with a disgusted look on her face. "Exactly how old is that thing?" she asked.
I thought for a minute. "Um, the candy people gave it to me for free on back to school night so...." I counted on my fingers. "Only two weeks old."
"ONLY two weeks old?" she asked.
"Hey, at least it's still in the wrapper. But I'll try to find you something else." I fished in my pocket again. My hand beheld another candy wrapper. "Here," I offered her an extremely mashed York Peppermint Patty.
"And how old is that one?" she asked.
"It's from the Academic Skills party."
"TORY! GROSS!! THAT WAS A MONTH AGO!!!!" she wrinkled her nose. "I'll take the Milky Way."
"Your loss," I said, popping the peppermint in my mouth.
"Sick." We sat and ate in silence.
"I'm still hungry," I said.
"You are always hungry. But you're right, we need food. How can we get their attention so they will give us food?" We thought for a minute.
"We can yell." I suggested.
"No, they would probably just ignore us. We have to get Will to come to us somehow. He's the one who can get us food. But how do we get him to come down?" Sarina pondered.
"Rude songs!"
"What?!"
"We will get him to come down by singing a bad song about him! He can't resist coming down to shut us up because he's so modest. And when he comes down, we can get him to give us food."
"Brilliant. Now we have to think of a song."
So we did. (A/N: The song was written by me and Sarina at about 11:00 at night, so it is......interesting, to say the least.) This song is sung in a BAWDY fashion at the top of your lungs!
"Will, oh Will he's so dumb He still likes to suck his thumb He can't tell his head from his bum That's why Will is so darn dumb He has no chance whatever may come He can't even add the easiest sum He's so darn weird, he disgraced his mum That's why Will is so darn dumb
Will, Will he's such a pill His dear old dad was Bootstrap Bill His own fleas he cannot kill Smells like his head is in a dunghill The booze he likes to swill Out of his ears his brain do spill His manly parts are so very lil The desires of women he cannot fill That is the son of Bootstrap Bill
All the women he likes to chase They all leave him in disgrace Cuz he has an ugly dog face Everyone thinks he's a mental case In a freak show he'd win first place The amazing son of a bootlace!
His eyebrow-"
Before we could get to the eyebrow verse, Will burst in the door.
"Why are you singing about me?!" he yelled. We cracked up. He was so mad, and it wasn't even as bad as I wanted it to be (which probably would have been rated R heehee. I am so bad).
"We're hungry. We want food." Sarina said.
"Well did you have to sing a bloody song about me to get it?!?! Now the whole crew's teasin' me! Anyway, I was just about to come down and tell you that you did not have to eat with the crew. Jack and I figured it would probably be safer if we just sent your food down here." Will said. "I was going to bring it to you in a half an hour, but obviously you need it now." I grinned at Sarina. Our plan had worked!
"Thank you, Will," I said sweetly. "You are so nice to us. And we really don't think your manly parts are little. But I never know what will come out of my mouth when I am hungry. I'd hope I wouldn't go hungry again."
Will glared at me. "I assure you, you will not go hungry. I will bring down your food soon." He said and then paused. "Wait, you can both come up to dine with Jack and me in his cabin. I'm sure Jack wouldn't mind and you will absolutely be well fed. No more songs though, do you promise?"
"We promise!" Sarina and I chorused.
"All right then. Follow me." Will turned on his heel and walked through the door
"I crossed my fingers," I whispered to Sarina.
"So did I," she said laugh. We snickered all the way to Jack's cabin, with Will glaring all the way.
~*~*~*~*~
Will rapped sharply on the door
"Come in, ye mangy dog! Don't stan' there tappin' away like a pretty maid in spring!" A voice roared from inside. Again, well met, Captain Jack Sparrow.
"Good ter see ya Will. I thought ye'd never show yer pretty face again after that song the girls sang abou' yeh." Jack said, glancing at Will.
"Jack, I've brought the girls to eat with us." Will said quietly. Jack looked up sharply.
"What the bloody 'ell did yeh bring them in here for?" he bellowed.
"They needed better food than the cook would spare for them." Will said.
"And they agreed to stop singin' mean songs abou' yeh." Jack said knowingly. Will blushed. "Arrite, they can eat wi' us." Jack said heavily. Sarina and I grinned. FOOD! YES!
"I don' have enuff chairs, luv, so yeh'll 'ave to kneel." Jack smirked, talking to me. Great, just great.
"It's alright, she can share a chair with me," Sarina said, looking (fakely) innocent. I DID NOT want to share a chair with her. Whenever I do, she always catches me by surprise and pushes me off at some extremely embarrassing moment. And the worst part is, she ALWAYS gets me. It's awful, really. Well, whatever, at least I got warm food, I thought, plunking my butt down on the chair. I hope it's worth it.
TO BE CONTINUED
I guess I did feel kind of sorry for Will. After all, he went to all that trouble to rescue her, when he could have been killed! Not nice on her part. And he did try to be nice to us.
However, we still had this awful cabin that was about four feet by three feet. Do they expect us to sleep standing up? I am NOT a horse. Will didn't exactly help us with that. He was really nice though. And cute, as Sarina had mentioned to me about one thousand times since he left us five minutes ago.
"He is so cute!" Sarina said for the one thousand and first time. "Did you see his eyes fill up with tears? That's so cute! I feel so bad for him! After all, he did so much for Elizabeth. How could she hurt him like this?!" and on and on.
I ignored her as I moved my hands over the window. It was about one foot by one foot. I pushed on it, testing how strong it was.
"Tory?"
"Yea?" I said pushing harder.
"There is no way we are going to be able to climb out that window, somehow miraculously swing onto the deck, and get off a ship in the middle of the Caribbean Sea. That's only in the movies. And we are not in the movies." Sarina said, then paused. "Are you listening to me?"
"Yea." I said pushing on the wall by the window.
"TORY!" she grabbed me and dragged me away from the window. "We can't escape! Our number one priority is getting them to feed us right now. I'm hungry."
"Alright." I said. I fished around in my pocket. "Aha!" I pulled a squished Milky Way Bar out of my pocket. "Do you want half?"
Sarina looked at it with a disgusted look on her face. "Exactly how old is that thing?" she asked.
I thought for a minute. "Um, the candy people gave it to me for free on back to school night so...." I counted on my fingers. "Only two weeks old."
"ONLY two weeks old?" she asked.
"Hey, at least it's still in the wrapper. But I'll try to find you something else." I fished in my pocket again. My hand beheld another candy wrapper. "Here," I offered her an extremely mashed York Peppermint Patty.
"And how old is that one?" she asked.
"It's from the Academic Skills party."
"TORY! GROSS!! THAT WAS A MONTH AGO!!!!" she wrinkled her nose. "I'll take the Milky Way."
"Your loss," I said, popping the peppermint in my mouth.
"Sick." We sat and ate in silence.
"I'm still hungry," I said.
"You are always hungry. But you're right, we need food. How can we get their attention so they will give us food?" We thought for a minute.
"We can yell." I suggested.
"No, they would probably just ignore us. We have to get Will to come to us somehow. He's the one who can get us food. But how do we get him to come down?" Sarina pondered.
"Rude songs!"
"What?!"
"We will get him to come down by singing a bad song about him! He can't resist coming down to shut us up because he's so modest. And when he comes down, we can get him to give us food."
"Brilliant. Now we have to think of a song."
So we did. (A/N: The song was written by me and Sarina at about 11:00 at night, so it is......interesting, to say the least.) This song is sung in a BAWDY fashion at the top of your lungs!
"Will, oh Will he's so dumb He still likes to suck his thumb He can't tell his head from his bum That's why Will is so darn dumb He has no chance whatever may come He can't even add the easiest sum He's so darn weird, he disgraced his mum That's why Will is so darn dumb
Will, Will he's such a pill His dear old dad was Bootstrap Bill His own fleas he cannot kill Smells like his head is in a dunghill The booze he likes to swill Out of his ears his brain do spill His manly parts are so very lil The desires of women he cannot fill That is the son of Bootstrap Bill
All the women he likes to chase They all leave him in disgrace Cuz he has an ugly dog face Everyone thinks he's a mental case In a freak show he'd win first place The amazing son of a bootlace!
His eyebrow-"
Before we could get to the eyebrow verse, Will burst in the door.
"Why are you singing about me?!" he yelled. We cracked up. He was so mad, and it wasn't even as bad as I wanted it to be (which probably would have been rated R heehee. I am so bad).
"We're hungry. We want food." Sarina said.
"Well did you have to sing a bloody song about me to get it?!?! Now the whole crew's teasin' me! Anyway, I was just about to come down and tell you that you did not have to eat with the crew. Jack and I figured it would probably be safer if we just sent your food down here." Will said. "I was going to bring it to you in a half an hour, but obviously you need it now." I grinned at Sarina. Our plan had worked!
"Thank you, Will," I said sweetly. "You are so nice to us. And we really don't think your manly parts are little. But I never know what will come out of my mouth when I am hungry. I'd hope I wouldn't go hungry again."
Will glared at me. "I assure you, you will not go hungry. I will bring down your food soon." He said and then paused. "Wait, you can both come up to dine with Jack and me in his cabin. I'm sure Jack wouldn't mind and you will absolutely be well fed. No more songs though, do you promise?"
"We promise!" Sarina and I chorused.
"All right then. Follow me." Will turned on his heel and walked through the door
"I crossed my fingers," I whispered to Sarina.
"So did I," she said laugh. We snickered all the way to Jack's cabin, with Will glaring all the way.
~*~*~*~*~
Will rapped sharply on the door
"Come in, ye mangy dog! Don't stan' there tappin' away like a pretty maid in spring!" A voice roared from inside. Again, well met, Captain Jack Sparrow.
"Good ter see ya Will. I thought ye'd never show yer pretty face again after that song the girls sang abou' yeh." Jack said, glancing at Will.
"Jack, I've brought the girls to eat with us." Will said quietly. Jack looked up sharply.
"What the bloody 'ell did yeh bring them in here for?" he bellowed.
"They needed better food than the cook would spare for them." Will said.
"And they agreed to stop singin' mean songs abou' yeh." Jack said knowingly. Will blushed. "Arrite, they can eat wi' us." Jack said heavily. Sarina and I grinned. FOOD! YES!
"I don' have enuff chairs, luv, so yeh'll 'ave to kneel." Jack smirked, talking to me. Great, just great.
"It's alright, she can share a chair with me," Sarina said, looking (fakely) innocent. I DID NOT want to share a chair with her. Whenever I do, she always catches me by surprise and pushes me off at some extremely embarrassing moment. And the worst part is, she ALWAYS gets me. It's awful, really. Well, whatever, at least I got warm food, I thought, plunking my butt down on the chair. I hope it's worth it.
TO BE CONTINUED