Surprises
A stranger came into the bar on a cold days night. He wear a hooded cape, and hand a wooden leg in place of his real leg once was. He sat next to the blacksmith, Mr. Brown in silence.
"Good evening Mr. Brown, aren't you here a little early?" The bartender leaned over the counter.
"Lance Turner is a wonderful worker. You should see the swords he made for Michael Norringhton." Mr. Brown took a sip of his brew.
The stranger turned to face Mr. Brown. "Did you say Lance Turner, would his father by any chance be William Turner?"
Mr. Brown stared the stranger up, and down. "You're new to these parts of the island aren't you mister?"
"Can I get you a drink mister?" The bartender set a glass in front of the stranger.
"Rum." The stranger looked back over at Mr. Brown. "Answer my question, is William Turner the father of the young Turner?"
"Yes he worked under me at one time." Mr. Brown watched as the bartender filled the strangers glass of rum. "You aren't a pirate are you?" He laughed jokingly.
The stranger stared annoyingly at Mr. Brown. "A pirate?" he stomped his pegged leg on the wooden floor. "Do you not like pirates?"
Mr. Brown shook his head nervously. "I don't mind them. In fact Mr. William Turner is half a pirate, and his father-in-law captain of the black pearl."
"Wait, I thought Jack Sparrow won his ship back, didn't he?" The stranger took a drink from his glass.
"That he did." The bartender smiled at the stranger. "Can I put you up for the night, we have empty rooms above."
"Who might Mr. Turners father-in-law be?" The stranger slammed his glass on the bar. "More!"
"Captain Jack Sparrow." Mr. Brown stared at the stranger strangely. "You sure ask a lot about the Turners stranger." He walked away from the bar area and joined another group of people.
"Captain jack Sparrow has arrived!" Jack announced his presence to almost all the ladies he saw on the way to sitting at the bar. "Get me a glass of rum Bartender!"
"Well if isn't Jack Sparrow. You are looking uglier then ever." The stranger scooted to the next barstool closer to Jack.
Jack's face turned pale. "This can't be the ghost of bootstrap Willy come back from his watered grave."
"Captain Jack Sparrow, you should know by now that no man could kill Bootstrap Willy."
Jack screamed when he saw his old shipmate. "You were supposed to be dead."
Bootstrap stared at Jack. "What's this about you being part of my sons family? When did you find your daughter?"
Jack grinned. "Yes, my daughter, and your son are married. They met when William picked her up from the school after her mother died. They fell in love within a week."
"I hear I have a grandson." Bootstrap stared over at Mr. Brown across the room. "That man said that Lance Williams is working in the shop."
"He's just one out of four you got Bootstrap." Jack took stood to his feet. "Why don't you come to the shack I'm living in, and tomorrow we will pay our children a visit?"
"Lead the way." Bootstrap smiled as him, and his old shipmate left the Tavern.
-The Next Day at The Turners House
"Charlene, I don't think your ready to be near your horse yet, not until your sprained arm heals. I still can't believe that Patrick hurt my baby girl." William was brushing his horse in the stables with his daughter.
Charlene rolled her eyes. "Dad I could right black Pearl, but if you prefer me right Harlem the stallion, I will ride him."
"You are not riding either one of your horses until your arm is healed." William went over to Harlem's stall. I remember I bought Harlem for your brother as a surprise because I thought he would get jealous that you had a horse when you were six, and he didn't. Then when I found out he didn't like horses I tried putting him up for sale, but a certain little girl said that she needed two horses." He sat on a bench inside the stables next to where his daughter was sitting. "Why did you need two..."
"Mr., and Miss Turner my dad examined your horse black pearl this morning. She's going to have a colt." Brendan walked over to Black Pearl
William stared at his daughter. "Your going to have three horses, that is going to be a bigger responsibility my dear daughter."
"Did Brendan just answer your question about me needing two horses?" Charlene placed a hand on both cheeks, and stared her father in the eye. "Like you, and mom said, I was very bright for a six year old. I think we should give Harlem to Thomas when he turns five, and the baby horse will be Zoey's when she turns five."
"You don't mind taking care of both of them till then?" William kissed his daughters cheek.
"All I really do is ride the horses, and comb them Brendan and his father do the major feeding, and cleaning of their stalls" Charlene walked over into Black pearls stalls. "You're going to be a wonderful mommy, you know that Black Pearl."
Black Pearl nudged gently at Charlene's sprained arm, which was in a sling.
"Charlene kissed black pearl between her eyes, as she hugged around the mare's nose with her good arm. "I'm okay. I wish I could ride you, but my dad says I can't." she tuned her gaze over to where her dad was sitting still on the bench. "Dad do you love me?"
William walked over next to where Brendan, and his daughter were standing by the mare. "What do you want missy?"
"How about you, and me ride Black Pearl together daddy?" Charlene whispered something into black pearls ear. "She likes you a lot daddy."
Black Pearl softly nudged Williams shoulder, and stomped her feet excitedly.
William looked at Brendan. "Go tend to the other horses, my daughter, and I am going to ride Black Pearl around the gardens."
After they got on the horse they took off through the gardens, and into the front.
"Dad, look, Grandpa has a friend with him." Charlene stared at the guys pegged leg. What's wrong with?"
William covered his daughter's mouth before she could finish her question. He slowed down the mare as he saw Jack, and the other man draw close. "Hello jack, who's your friend?" he continued to stare at the man.
"They once called me Bootstrap Willy." Bootstrap stared up at William, and the girl. "This must be one of the four grandchildren I have."
"What's he talking about daddy, is this man my ..." Charlene stared at her grandpa jack confused.
William covered his daughter mouth once again. "Know Charlene, my dads dead." He kicked Black Pearl lightly on the side, causing her to take off.
"You have to be patient with your son. You were dead as far as he knew. Why aren't you dead?" Jack turned to face Bootstrap.
Crystal opened the door. "Dad was William just riding by with Charlene on the horse?"
"Come here dear, I want you to meet your father-in-law. This is William Turner Sr. you could call him bootstrap so there won't be any confusion." Jack took a hold of his daughter's hand as he led Bootstrap to the door.
"I will leave that to your decision sir." Crystal opened the door wider, so the two fathers could enter. "Go have a seat in the parlor Mr. Turner Sr." she grabbed her dads hand, and lead him out in the back to the stables where Charlene, and William were getting Black pearl back into the stall. "William I thought your father was dead."
William stared at jack. "So did I, where has he been if not dead Jack?"
"He was in London trying to find you, and when he couldn't reach you, he came back here where he had heard I was located." Jack went over to where Charlene was. "How's the arm, I heard what happened."
"When I was captured on the Black Pearl, those two dumb pirates said they blew my father up with his bootstraps still on." William sat on the bench, and stared at where jack was standing.
"Pirates always say anything to make our victims scared, and to make themselves seem more remarkable." Jack rolled his eyes.
"What happened to him then, with his..." William stopped when he felt soft hands covering his mouth.
"Dad, don't you think these are questions you should be asking your father? Instead of grandpa."
William kissed his daughters fore head. "You are absolutely right." He took a hold of both his wife, and daughter's hand. Then the four of them went into the house.
(I'm getting really into writing this story. Please R&R if you like.)
A stranger came into the bar on a cold days night. He wear a hooded cape, and hand a wooden leg in place of his real leg once was. He sat next to the blacksmith, Mr. Brown in silence.
"Good evening Mr. Brown, aren't you here a little early?" The bartender leaned over the counter.
"Lance Turner is a wonderful worker. You should see the swords he made for Michael Norringhton." Mr. Brown took a sip of his brew.
The stranger turned to face Mr. Brown. "Did you say Lance Turner, would his father by any chance be William Turner?"
Mr. Brown stared the stranger up, and down. "You're new to these parts of the island aren't you mister?"
"Can I get you a drink mister?" The bartender set a glass in front of the stranger.
"Rum." The stranger looked back over at Mr. Brown. "Answer my question, is William Turner the father of the young Turner?"
"Yes he worked under me at one time." Mr. Brown watched as the bartender filled the strangers glass of rum. "You aren't a pirate are you?" He laughed jokingly.
The stranger stared annoyingly at Mr. Brown. "A pirate?" he stomped his pegged leg on the wooden floor. "Do you not like pirates?"
Mr. Brown shook his head nervously. "I don't mind them. In fact Mr. William Turner is half a pirate, and his father-in-law captain of the black pearl."
"Wait, I thought Jack Sparrow won his ship back, didn't he?" The stranger took a drink from his glass.
"That he did." The bartender smiled at the stranger. "Can I put you up for the night, we have empty rooms above."
"Who might Mr. Turners father-in-law be?" The stranger slammed his glass on the bar. "More!"
"Captain Jack Sparrow." Mr. Brown stared at the stranger strangely. "You sure ask a lot about the Turners stranger." He walked away from the bar area and joined another group of people.
"Captain jack Sparrow has arrived!" Jack announced his presence to almost all the ladies he saw on the way to sitting at the bar. "Get me a glass of rum Bartender!"
"Well if isn't Jack Sparrow. You are looking uglier then ever." The stranger scooted to the next barstool closer to Jack.
Jack's face turned pale. "This can't be the ghost of bootstrap Willy come back from his watered grave."
"Captain Jack Sparrow, you should know by now that no man could kill Bootstrap Willy."
Jack screamed when he saw his old shipmate. "You were supposed to be dead."
Bootstrap stared at Jack. "What's this about you being part of my sons family? When did you find your daughter?"
Jack grinned. "Yes, my daughter, and your son are married. They met when William picked her up from the school after her mother died. They fell in love within a week."
"I hear I have a grandson." Bootstrap stared over at Mr. Brown across the room. "That man said that Lance Williams is working in the shop."
"He's just one out of four you got Bootstrap." Jack took stood to his feet. "Why don't you come to the shack I'm living in, and tomorrow we will pay our children a visit?"
"Lead the way." Bootstrap smiled as him, and his old shipmate left the Tavern.
-The Next Day at The Turners House
"Charlene, I don't think your ready to be near your horse yet, not until your sprained arm heals. I still can't believe that Patrick hurt my baby girl." William was brushing his horse in the stables with his daughter.
Charlene rolled her eyes. "Dad I could right black Pearl, but if you prefer me right Harlem the stallion, I will ride him."
"You are not riding either one of your horses until your arm is healed." William went over to Harlem's stall. I remember I bought Harlem for your brother as a surprise because I thought he would get jealous that you had a horse when you were six, and he didn't. Then when I found out he didn't like horses I tried putting him up for sale, but a certain little girl said that she needed two horses." He sat on a bench inside the stables next to where his daughter was sitting. "Why did you need two..."
"Mr., and Miss Turner my dad examined your horse black pearl this morning. She's going to have a colt." Brendan walked over to Black Pearl
William stared at his daughter. "Your going to have three horses, that is going to be a bigger responsibility my dear daughter."
"Did Brendan just answer your question about me needing two horses?" Charlene placed a hand on both cheeks, and stared her father in the eye. "Like you, and mom said, I was very bright for a six year old. I think we should give Harlem to Thomas when he turns five, and the baby horse will be Zoey's when she turns five."
"You don't mind taking care of both of them till then?" William kissed his daughters cheek.
"All I really do is ride the horses, and comb them Brendan and his father do the major feeding, and cleaning of their stalls" Charlene walked over into Black pearls stalls. "You're going to be a wonderful mommy, you know that Black Pearl."
Black Pearl nudged gently at Charlene's sprained arm, which was in a sling.
"Charlene kissed black pearl between her eyes, as she hugged around the mare's nose with her good arm. "I'm okay. I wish I could ride you, but my dad says I can't." she tuned her gaze over to where her dad was sitting still on the bench. "Dad do you love me?"
William walked over next to where Brendan, and his daughter were standing by the mare. "What do you want missy?"
"How about you, and me ride Black Pearl together daddy?" Charlene whispered something into black pearls ear. "She likes you a lot daddy."
Black Pearl softly nudged Williams shoulder, and stomped her feet excitedly.
William looked at Brendan. "Go tend to the other horses, my daughter, and I am going to ride Black Pearl around the gardens."
After they got on the horse they took off through the gardens, and into the front.
"Dad, look, Grandpa has a friend with him." Charlene stared at the guys pegged leg. What's wrong with?"
William covered his daughter's mouth before she could finish her question. He slowed down the mare as he saw Jack, and the other man draw close. "Hello jack, who's your friend?" he continued to stare at the man.
"They once called me Bootstrap Willy." Bootstrap stared up at William, and the girl. "This must be one of the four grandchildren I have."
"What's he talking about daddy, is this man my ..." Charlene stared at her grandpa jack confused.
William covered his daughter mouth once again. "Know Charlene, my dads dead." He kicked Black Pearl lightly on the side, causing her to take off.
"You have to be patient with your son. You were dead as far as he knew. Why aren't you dead?" Jack turned to face Bootstrap.
Crystal opened the door. "Dad was William just riding by with Charlene on the horse?"
"Come here dear, I want you to meet your father-in-law. This is William Turner Sr. you could call him bootstrap so there won't be any confusion." Jack took a hold of his daughter's hand as he led Bootstrap to the door.
"I will leave that to your decision sir." Crystal opened the door wider, so the two fathers could enter. "Go have a seat in the parlor Mr. Turner Sr." she grabbed her dads hand, and lead him out in the back to the stables where Charlene, and William were getting Black pearl back into the stall. "William I thought your father was dead."
William stared at jack. "So did I, where has he been if not dead Jack?"
"He was in London trying to find you, and when he couldn't reach you, he came back here where he had heard I was located." Jack went over to where Charlene was. "How's the arm, I heard what happened."
"When I was captured on the Black Pearl, those two dumb pirates said they blew my father up with his bootstraps still on." William sat on the bench, and stared at where jack was standing.
"Pirates always say anything to make our victims scared, and to make themselves seem more remarkable." Jack rolled his eyes.
"What happened to him then, with his..." William stopped when he felt soft hands covering his mouth.
"Dad, don't you think these are questions you should be asking your father? Instead of grandpa."
William kissed his daughters fore head. "You are absolutely right." He took a hold of both his wife, and daughter's hand. Then the four of them went into the house.
(I'm getting really into writing this story. Please R&R if you like.)