In a few days, they were back in Port Royal. Elsa ran up the docks and to the Swann mansion. Jack, on the other hand, made a direct line towards the nearest tavern in the southern part of town.
"Will!" she called, knocking on the door.
She was surprised to see Elizabeth open the door.
"Elsa!" she said, hugging her tightly. "How have you been?"
"Been doin' well, thank you. You?"
"Alright I suppose," Elizabeth sighed.
"Where's Danielle?" Elsa asked looking over Elizabeth's shoulder and into the hall, half expecting to find Danielle running down the stairs.
"Down with her father. The pair are inseparable these days," Elizabeth answered with another sigh. "When you see them, tell them to come home soon!"
"I will. Thank you Elizabeth!"
Elsa ran off towards the blacksmith shop, where she heard the clanking of metal and the symbolic whacking of anvils.
"Turner!" she yelled, opening the door hurriedly. It clunked on something and didn't open fully.
"Jack!" Danielle moaned from behind the door; it had landed on her head. "That was my bloody head, you daft idiot!"
"Oh, WIll, you baby! I need to talk to you."
"Will can I-?"
"Of course!" Will laughed. He was leaning over a "gorgeous", newly made sword.
"Elizabeth told me to ask you to come home!" Elsa laughed, remembering her direction. "I believe she misses you!"
"We have been here for the past few days. We even slept here last night!" Danielle explained.
"Yes," Will groaned, sitting down in an abandoned chair. "There have been so many orders lately." He looked at the girls wearily and then laughed. "Go on you two! I'll go see Elizabeth. Have fun. And be safe," he added in a fatherly tone.
"William, my dear blacksmith, when am I not careful?" Elsa asked.
"You are just like your father," Will mused.
Elsa tipped Jack's hat she was wearing and exited the smithy with Danielle and headed towards the beach.
"There aren't any shady characters around are there, Jack?" Danielle asked, concerned. She was remembering what had happened last time Elsa had visited.
"No no, don't worry Turner," she said. "Even if there were, you know I'd protect you!" They crossed a busy street. "I can't believe you're unarmed, by the way," she added, a bit bewildered why her friend would let herself be caught in broad daylight without a sword.
"This is Port Royal, Jack! Who's gonna kidnap us here?" Danielle asked, somewhat ignorantly.
"I cannot believe you just said that," Elsa gasped. Then she turned around quickly and pulled a surprised, frightened face. "Danielle watch out!" she yelled, tackling her to the ground. Danielle screamed and cowered in fright.
"Ha ha! Gotcha! Just kiddin'! Now come on! I have something to tell you."
Danielle stood up and looked with horror at the pirate in front of her.
"You are really horrible, Sparrow," she thought to herself bitterly.
"I know-I'm really horrible aren't I blacksmith?" Elsa said, reading Danielle's mind.
"How did you-?"
"Pirate."
At the beach, she found a nice patch of sand and sat down. Danielle sat next to her and poked her friend.
"Sorry about that, blacksmith. But I really do have something important to tell you."
"What? What? What?" Danielle questioned, intrigued.
"Erm...Well..." Elsa started off with difficulty. She flushed as she thought of what she was going to tell her best friend.
"Jaaack!" Danielle whined. "Tell me!!!"
"Okay okay." She took a deep breath. "Dominic Andrews."
"Oh. My. God," Danielle said looking at Elsa comically. "A guy!!!"
"I knew you would do that," Elsa groaned, throwing sand on her friend's leg, and eventually burying it with the white stuff. "He kissed me." She winced and shut her eyes, anticipating Danielle's remarks afterward.
"Aiiyeee!!!" Danielle squealed and hugged her friend tightly.
"I don't think you understand," Elsa gasped, trying to breath. "Ow. Andrews is Jack's mortal enemy! His father killed Jack's dad!"
Danielle's face fell at the statement.
"Exactly."
The pair sat in silence a while, watching the waves crash onto the shore.
"Is he cute?" Danielle finally asked.
"Oh, incredibly. Isn't it awful?" Elsa sighed. "Dammit."
"But he kissed you! He can't be all bad."
"Sure. He seems nice enough. He even saved me," Elsa admitted.
"What?!" Danielle shrieked. "Tell!!!"
So Elsa gave an account of that day and how Dominic had caught her as she fell, how she punched him, how his father and Jack had fought and when he had kissed her in the galley.
"Wow," Danielle said simply.
"Yeah...But no. Will, you have to sail with us for the next few weeks," she said, changing the subject quickly. "Jack's fine with it. You just have to ask Will. Please?"
"Hell yeah, you freak!" Danielle screamed. "That will be so crazy!"
Elsa laughed and laid back on the sand. "Thank goodness. I could use another woman on the ship. Apart from Ana. Ha ha."
Danielle laid beside her and said, "I also have something to tell you..."
"What? Oh no!" Elsa took three short, theatrical gasps. "You have met a man, too, haven't you?!"
"Guilty," Danielle sighed.
"Who?"
"Don't kill me...But James Norrington the second!"
"Oh my gaw! His son! Okay, okay. Kiss?"
"Not yet. And I hate you! You've been kissed before me!" Danielle laughed.
"Whatever, woman!" Elsa punched her friend. "Sorry!" she apologized as Danielle winced and whimpered in pain. "Used to socking pirates. Don't hate me."
Danielle dismissed the act with a wave of her hand.
"So what's this Jimmy like?"
"Oh my God! The opposite of Norrington!"
"Thank God! But does this mean you can give up your obsession with Jack?" Elsa asked, elbowing her.
"Oh, I'll always think Jack is hot-"
"Yeah yeah," Elsa said, waving her hands in front of her.
"-but Jimmy is so...I don't know! I think I'm in love."
"Ah, amore..." Elsa sighed romantically. "I hate it."
They laughed and got up.
"Come Watson! We must seek out Will and ask for his approval so you can come with me!"
"Chuppy-squee!" Danielle squealed in a high pitched voice.
"Oh God," Elsa slapped herself. "That damned word that has no meaning."
As they walked down the street, Elsa spotted Commodore Norrington inspecting the cannons of the battlements. She nudged Danielle and motioned towards him.
"What?" Danielle asked. "What?!"
Elsa began walking over to the Commodore.
"What are you doin' you idiot?" Danielle hissed a her.
Elsa walked up behind the unsuspecting Norrington and tapped him on the shoulder.
"Commodore Norrington!" she greeted happily.
He looked open-mouthed at her for a moment, then reached for his sword.
"Sparrow!" he growled. This was his moment! He could finally arrest one of the infamous Sparrows, and without interference from those blasted Turners.
"How are you Commodore? I haven't seen you in ages!" Elsa went on, as calm as ever.
"I'm lovely, Miss Sparrow, but I'm afraid you aren't," he smirked.
"Oh?" She raised her eyebrows. "And why is that?"
"Oh, Commodore Norrington!" Danielle exclaimed, understanding what Elsa was doing. "Good afternoon!" She linked arms with Elsa and smiled.
Realizing he had been tricked by two teenage girls, her replied stiffly, "Good afternoon, Miss Turner."
Danielle eyed Norrington's hand tensed on the hilt of his sword.
"Nothing wrong is there?" she asked, pretending ignorance.
"Nothing at all, Miss. Good day." He nodded curtly and stalked off.
Elsa and Danielle had to contain their fit of giggles until Norrington was safely out of ear shot. Then they had to lean against a near by wall to keep from collapsing.
"Are you insane?!" Danielle laughed.
"Yes I am! Man, I could have been seriously arrested for that!" she laughed. "And then hanged." She stopped laughing and gulped. "Damn."
The two shared blank expressions for a while...then laughed even harder.
"You're an idiot!"
"I know, I know! And so are you! Now off to ask Will and Liz if you can come with me!"
Once back at the mansion, Danielle approached Will carefully.
"Will?" she asked timidly.
"Yes, Danielle?"
"Elsa invited me on the Pearl when she and Jack leave again. Can I go?"
"It's fine with me," WIll said. "You'll have to ask Elizabeth, though."
"Uh oh..." Elsa muttered.
Elizabeth didn't like the thought of her daughter 'alone' on a pirate ship. Too dangerous as she thought.
"Come on, we'll try," Danielle led Elsa up the stairs and to Elizabeth's room.
"Elizabeth?" Elsa called from behind the door.
"Yes? Elsa? Come in!" Elizabeth answered. She was sitting on her bed, looking at her extensive dress collection. "Oh, Danielle you would look lovely in this dress!" she said, delighted, holding up a mint green dress to Danielle.
"It's gorgeous!" Danielle said, trying to sound cheerful. In actuality, she hated the dress. But anything to make Elizabeth happy before she asked for something.
"I have a question Elizabeth," Danielle asked, laying down the dress carefully.
"Yes?"
"Jack and Elsa have asked me to join them on the Pearl for a while. Not for too long, just a little while. So...can I?"
Elizabeth sat still and silent for a while, fingering the mint dress's material.
Finally, after an agonizingly long wait-it seemed-Elizabeth nodded and said, "I think it would be good for you to have a change of scenery. And a pirate ship is the biggest change you can get."
"Really?"
"Mm-hmm," she said happily.
"Oh thank you Elizabeth!"
Both Danielle and Elsa hugged her and left to pack some things for Danielle.
After dinner, Elsa headed back to the Pearl while Danielle helped Will with his last order.
As she wandered down the many streets, she got caught in a particularly large group of town's folk. As she broke through the people, she ran right into a young man. He looked somehow familiar...but who was he?
"I'm sorry," Elsa apologized. She tried to continue on her way, but the person caught up to her.
"Are you Elsa Sparrow?" he asked.
"I could be, depending on who's asking," she said, continuing to walk away.
"Really? So you're the pirate my father's been trying to hang for all these years?"
"Ah," Elsa said, realizing who the man was. "James Norrington the second, I presume?"
"Indeed. But call me Jimmy, please; I don't want to be mistaken for my father. But I've heard stories about you!"
"That's interesting. From who?" Elsa asked, but could easily guess.
"Danielle Turner. She says you two are the best of friends."
Elsa nodded.
"Amazing!"
"Well, Jim-if I may call you that, mate-I've heard a lot about you as well."
"Really? From who?" he asked cautiously.
"A young woman. We could be called the best of friends," she smiled smugly.
"D-Danielle?" he stuttered.
Elsa winked. "She fancies you, you know," she whispered in his ear.
Jimmy turned red.
"R-r-really?" he asked amazed.
"Mm-hmm."
"Wow. I fancy her as well," he admitted.
"Ah, the British," Elsa thought. "Well, you should tell her my good man!"
"You think I should?"
The two had been walking together out of Port Royal, and had reached the docks by this time.
"Jim!" she said, taking hold of his shoulders and shaking him. "Jim, Jim, Jimmy-Jim, Jimmy-Jim, Jim! You have to tell her!"
"You're right! I will!"
"Now go out there and get her!" she said, giving him a push towards the town.
"Thanks, Elsa!" he said, shaking her hand. "Thanks very much!" He ran off into the town.
"Wow...weirdo. Perfect for my Will-o!" Elsa laughed and headed on to the deck of the Pearl.
Jack was standing at the stern of the ship, looking confused.
"Who was that?" he asked, staring off into Port Royal.
"Danielle's lover," Elsa sighed. Jack looked at her with wide eyes. "No, no! I don't mean 'lover', I mean friend! Good friend!" she tried to cover up. "Trust me, I know these things." She patted him on the shoulder and walked off into her cabin, leaving him even more confused.
Later that night, though, Elsa was walking back to the Swann mansion and, as she passed by a dark alley, she heard a familiar voice. Elsa flattened herself against the wall and remained absolutely silent and still, not daring to breath.
The voice was speaking in a low tone, and she couldn't make out what it was saying, but she knew who it was.
"Will, what are you doing?" Elsa thought.
As she tried to figure out who Danielle could be talking to, a lower voice entered the conversation.
"Jimmy?" Elsa thought.
The two were speaking louder now, and Elsa could understand their words.
"Jimmy, I really shouldn't be out. Dad'll kill me-"
"What do you think my father would do if he knew where I was? Besides, I had to see you again."
There was a pause.
"Oh, this is good," Elsa giggled. "I'll have to kill her for this when I get the chance."
"You wanted to talk to me?" Danielle whispered.
"Oh, I know where this is going!" Elsa thought excitedly. "Kiss her, Jimmy, kiss her!"
"No...I just wanted to do this," came Jimmy's reply.
A sudden movement and then silence.
"Good boy, Jim! Now I've got to get outta here before Danielle finds me out!" Elsa quietly slipped away from the alleyway and up to the house. She didn't go in though, in fear of landing Danielle in hot water. So she calmly sat at the beginning of the walk, hiding herself in the shadow. Finally, there were cautious footsteps down the road.
"Cautious, but still far too loud," thought Elsa. "I will have to reprimand her."
As Danielle neared the walk, Elsa positioned her foot in just the right place and inevitably, Turner, being the klutzo that she was known to be, tripped over it and fell to the ground beside the pirate.
"And how are you this fine evening, Miss Turner?" Elsa said, smiling. "Not up to anything are we?"
"How did you know?" Danielle hissed, hoping her fall didn't wake anyone.
"My dear blacksmith, I know everything!" Elsa said smugly. "So...Jimmy," Elsa started. She couldn't see her face, but she knew Danielle was beginning to blush. "Is he a good kisser?"
Danielle's mouth fell open. "How did you know!?" she almost yelled.
"Oy...Is he?"
"Yes, if you must know! Geez!"
Elsa laughed, lying back against a tree casually. "I heard the lovely things he said. He's a real poet. 'You wanted to talk to me?' 'No...just do this.'" she burst out laughing. "That was hilarious! I almost died!"
"Shut up Jack! But it was so...I'm lost for words," she sighed.
"Well, good. Now what are we going to do about this? I presume they don't know you're out?" Danielle shook her head. "You idiot. Okay, let's see." Elsa thought. "I've got it! Please tell me your bedroom door on the deck is open? Or at least unlocked?"
"Yeah...Why?" Danielle said suspiciously.
"Brilliant!" She pulled a whip from her belt. "These are very handy, you know. Everyone should have a collection!" she smiled.
She stood up and walked under Danielle's second floor bedroom.
"Let me think," Elsa began. Then she spotted a tall tree. But no foot hold until six feet up. "Last time I did this, I split my lip!" she whispered as she, with a sharp upward motion of her wrist, successfully wrapped the whip around the tree's branch. Then she took hold of the whip and climbed up the tree trunk.
At the top she said, "Well that was fun. Come on blacksmith!" she hissed looking down.
All this time, Danielle had been dreaming about kissing Jimmy again. Elsa sensed this, sighed, and threw a branch down on top of her head.
"Ow!"
"Ssh!" Elsa thought. "What an imbecile," she muttered. "Why Lord? Is this all I get to work with?"
"Coming, coming! Hold on! I don't climb trees a lot, you damned hobbit!" she said exasperated, and pulled herself up to the branch where Elsa was standing.
"One: I know I'm damned; two: I'm quite proud of my "hobbitness", thank you; and three:" she paused. "If you don't want us to get caught, stop thinking about Jimmy for one moment!"
Elsa turned from the red-faced Turner and studied their position.
"Simple! Now we jump up to your lovely posh deck. It's not a hobbit's length up!" she said happily.
"'Hobbit's length'? Who the hell says that?" Danielle asked.
"Me o'course!" Elsa said, pulling herself up to the deck and retreating into Danielle's room as if they had just been through the easiest task of their lives.
When Danielle-finally-appeared in the room, Elsa was standing in front of the closet, examining her friend's dress collection.
"I never thought I'd see the day. I used to wear more dresses than you!" Elsa laughed.
"Oh, grr," Danielle responded childishly.
"Oh Will, 'tis nothin' to be ashamed of. It's good to be girly!" Elsa stifled a laugh.
Danielle picked up a pillow and whacked the pirate on the head.
"Bloody hell!" Elsa growled, retrieving her own pillow. "En guard!" she said in a French accent. She whacked Danielle on the side.
"You are so dead, pirate!" Whack.
"Damn you!" Hit. Hit. Whack.
"That was my head!" Whack, whack, whack.
"What on Earth is going on in here!?" interrupted Elizabeth. Will came in after her.
The girls looked shamefully at her and dropped the pillows instantly.
"We're so sorry Elizabeth!" Elsa said.
"Just having some fun..." Danielle tried.
"And we just got carried away," Elsa added.
"Oh, did you?" Will laughed.
"Are you encouraging this?" Elizabeth snapped at him.
"Oh, Elizabeth. They're just girls!"
Unexpectedly, Elizabeth absently took up a pillow and whacked Will upside the head with it.
"You know, you're right! This is fun!" Elizabeth giggled.
Elsa and Danielle looked at her in amazement.
Then Will grabbed his own pillow and hit Elizabeth. She screamed and hit him back!
Then all four of them started hitting each other with their pillows! Soon, it was complete chaos. And eventually, even the governor himself burs into the room, clutching his own pillow.
"What in Heaven's-!" he started, but Elizabeth, who was aiming for Will, struck her father in the face with her pillow. Everyone stopped dead.
"I'm sorry, Father," she giggled, trying to apologize.
"What is the meaning of this?" he asked.
"Fun," Danielle tried.
"Fun?" he mocked. "What could possibly be fun about this?" he asked, hitting Will spontaneously over the head. Will fell to the floor from the sudden force. The governor burst out laughing as Will tried to get up with Elizabeth's help.
"You have a strong arm, Governor," Will groaned, trying his best to be cheerful.
Then Elsa whacked Danielle over her head, and everything started again. Now everyone was hitting each other with pillows-including the governor!
The group didn't stop their pillow fight until well after two in the morning, and then everyone had to trudge off to their bedroom's before they fell over from exhaustion and soreness.