Jacklyn smiled as she walked up decks, but as she reached the top a sudden sickliness over came her. She ran to the side of the boat and threw up as the whole crew began laughing and clapping as she discovered the meaning of seasickness.

"Jacklyn," Jack said, walking up behind her. "When I feed ye, I don't intend for you to toss it overboard."

"Really?" Jacklyn said standing up and giving him a look of anger and torment with her now red eye. She then stood up straight and heaved over so that she vomited all over the front of Jack.

"Jacklyn!!" Jack began. "Look what you've done! Now I'll have to wash these! And goodness knows how long that'll take."

"Well, now at least I'm not tossing your food overboard." Jacklyn said. "And besides it would do ye good to get that cleaned. You look like a rodent."

"Rodent?" Jack said, insulted. "If I was a rodent, which I'm not, That would make you a rodent's daughter."

"Yes," Jacklyn began. "But I'd be the well groomed rodent."

"Good for you."

"Why did you bring me aboard if you were just going to insult me and be sarcastic?"

"I've been asking myself the same thing."

"You're a lunatic!" Jacklyn then started to walk off again, but stopped. There was a fly hovering near by. She jumped up and whacked with both hands, killing it instantly.

"What was that?" Jack said, amazed.

"Nothing." Jacklyn said. "Just a trick I learned from a few friends."

"You mean," Jack said with a grin on his face. "That you can just get up and kill a fly at you ledger?"

"Leisure." Jacklyn said.

"What?"

"You said ledger, the word is leisure."

"Right, right. Anyway, you can kill a fly at your leisure?"

"Yes, why can't you?"

"Because I already have a hobby."

"What's that?"

"Well, I'm a captain, of course."

"That's no hobby. That's a profession."

"No it isn't. With a profession one must be professional."

"Well, you seemed pretty professional a while ago."

"That's just good acting."

"Ha! Anyone who dresses like that surely cannot act."

"Shows what you know. Someday there will be a play all about pirates in the Caribbean."

"That sound so interesting."

"Thank you."

"Your welcome, even though I was lying."

"I know your still angry about the whole me tearing you from your family foundation, so I'll let you have some time to get over it."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome... Times up."

Jacklyn just glared at him, as if he were fly now. Then she pounced on him and started tickling him in exactly the right spot. Jack began to giggle uncontrollably and the whole crew stopped and took notice. There he was, the bravest most eccentric pirate captain on the seas being tickled by his daughter. And he was giggling like a little child! When he noticed everyone staring, he realized this would be a spot on his reputation if he didn't prove he was in control. So he the grabbed his daughter by her long black mane and looked her in the eye.

"How do you know me ticklish spot, daughter dear?" Jack said in a fake pleasant voice "Did that bloody mum of yours let the parrot out of the cage?"

"No," Jacklyn said with a grin still plastered on her face. "I'm just ticklish there, so I wondered if maybe you were too. And you are, allot." "Really?" Jack said, he then threw his reputation to the wind and jumped on Jacklyn's back and started to tickle her ravenously while yelling "I got you Jacklyn, luv!" Jacklyn liked seeing her father like this. It was fun for her and she could tell Jack liked it too. Plus, it reminded her of Port Royal and her friends back home. Suddenly she felt homesick. What timing! Jack noticed almost instantly when Jacklyn became upset, even though she thought she hid it well.

"Jacklyn?" Jack said as he got off her and stopped tickling her. "Are you alright?"

"Yes," Jacklyn said giving him a quick smile. "Thank you for making me laugh. But right now I think I'll go unpack." She then walked below decks slowly.

"I'll never understand her." Jack said.

"And they'll never understand you." Gibbs said from behind him.

"What do you mean?" Jack snipped, he was startled by Gibbs, and that was unusual.

"I mean, your whole crew just saw you tickling and giggling. Look around you, they're still staring." Gibbs said, "That's not normal, or even your kind of normal."

"I know, Mr. Gibbs." Jack said "But for some odd reason I want Jacklyn to be happy. Did you see the look on her face? She was happy. I sorry if that seemed strange, but I am slightly odd so you should be used to it."

"Yes sir," Gibbs said, "But I do fear you may be going soft."

"Soft?" Jack said worriedly. "Can a man not laugh without it becoming a mutiny!"

"Jack," Gibbs said. "Calm down, you know we would never mutiny. We just want to make sure we're sailing under the colors of a madman, not a soft one."

"Don't worry." Jack said. "I'm neither."

"Whatever you say." Gibbs said "and also, you weren't laughing. You were giggling like a little girl."

"I was giggling with a little girl." Jack said.

Hello again, sorry this chapter's kind of corny but I'm trying. Thanks for the reveiws!! That's what keeps me going. Anyway, enjoy. Ciao!

Jacklyn A. Sparrow