A/N: 'allo everyone. 'Ow are ye teday? Good I 'ope. As usual, all spelling
mistakes and grammatical errors are intentional. Reviewers are lovely thin-
people are they not? Thank you all reviewers. All people reading this are
welcome to review. In fact, you are asked to review. It is your job to
review. Anyway, 'ere's the next chapter. Sorry about the shortness, but I
had a bad day. I got dumped.. Poor me.. Ah well, must not burden down the
nice potential reviewers with my personal problems.
Votes on Jack/Sylver pairing: Three for, Zero against.
I'll also be featuring cameo appearances. You want a whole chapter with you in it, you review and tell me what you look like, your age and your personality quirks and I'll put you in. Even if Sylver or Anamaria robs you, at least it'll be a cameo, yea or nay?
The mailing list is still here and taking requests so.. Review, ask, leave email address, I email whenever new chapter is up.
"I'm sleeping where?"
"WHAT?!?" I shrieked, angry with Captain Sparrow once again. "I'm not gonna share a cabin wit' ye fer the whole v- v-"
"Voyage?" I heard his voice suggest calmly.
"Yeah, that too," I said.
"Ye were fine with it yesterday."
"I was workin' then. I ain't workin' evry nigh' on this 'ere ship."
"Ah.. But on this 'ere ship," he said, imitating me, "I 'appen te be the Captain. An' we 'appen te 'ave no space left. Anamaria's got the only single bunk an' it ain't big enough fer both of ye. I 'appen te be the only one on this 'ere ship with space left."
"I 'ate ye, ye damnable cap'n."
"Ah, love, d'ye really mean that?"
"Yes, I do mean that," I snapped, not wanting to play any word games with Sparrow.
"I'm 'urt love," he said, widening his eyes comically. "I thought ye loved me." I glared at him. "Fine, darlin', 'ere's yer money. Two gold pieces since yer the best I've 'ad in a bit. Now, off we go. Te me cabin!"
Votes on Jack/Sylver pairing: Three for, Zero against.
I'll also be featuring cameo appearances. You want a whole chapter with you in it, you review and tell me what you look like, your age and your personality quirks and I'll put you in. Even if Sylver or Anamaria robs you, at least it'll be a cameo, yea or nay?
The mailing list is still here and taking requests so.. Review, ask, leave email address, I email whenever new chapter is up.
"I'm sleeping where?"
"WHAT?!?" I shrieked, angry with Captain Sparrow once again. "I'm not gonna share a cabin wit' ye fer the whole v- v-"
"Voyage?" I heard his voice suggest calmly.
"Yeah, that too," I said.
"Ye were fine with it yesterday."
"I was workin' then. I ain't workin' evry nigh' on this 'ere ship."
"Ah.. But on this 'ere ship," he said, imitating me, "I 'appen te be the Captain. An' we 'appen te 'ave no space left. Anamaria's got the only single bunk an' it ain't big enough fer both of ye. I 'appen te be the only one on this 'ere ship with space left."
"I 'ate ye, ye damnable cap'n."
"Ah, love, d'ye really mean that?"
"Yes, I do mean that," I snapped, not wanting to play any word games with Sparrow.
"I'm 'urt love," he said, widening his eyes comically. "I thought ye loved me." I glared at him. "Fine, darlin', 'ere's yer money. Two gold pieces since yer the best I've 'ad in a bit. Now, off we go. Te me cabin!"