Disclaimer: Don't own 'em...unfortunately
I'm so sorry everyone! Wouldn't you know the one chapter I write a cliffhanger for takes two weeks to write. Oh well sorry again! Please keep reviewing! We'll finally get some excitement next chapter!
~*~
"Gillette?"
Jack couldn't believe it. That brown-nosing. smug-smirking, pirate-loathing little weasel was Elizabeth's husband to be? Well, this made finding Norrington all the more urgent. Gillette walked around Jack and offered his arm to Elizabeth, who took it a little less than enthusiastically.
"Commodore good morning ! If you don't' mind me saying so, you look quite dashing in that wig." Gillette said. Having Elizabeth next to him seemed to give him a cocky sort of confidence.
Jack worked to keep down his breakfast, and tried to nod and not look disgusted at the same time, which proved to be incredibly difficult.
"Well, this is interesting." was all he managed to choke out.
Luckily, Jack was spared from trying to make further conversation by one of his officers.
"Sir, it's time for the ceremony to begin. If you'll follow me..."Officer Groves gestured towards the north end of the fort, and Jack nodded curtly. As he followed the young officer he decided he liked him. If he never found Norrington and had to be bloody Commodore forever, he decided he'd promote him. Perhaps Lieutenant...
~*~
Jack followed Officer Groves to a platform at the font of the fort where Governor Swan was waiting, wig slightly askew.
"Ah there you are Commodore! We've been waiting for you!"
Jack furrowed his brow at the grinning Governor." Who has?"
Governor Swann gestured out to a sea of redcoats, rifles at the ready, eagerly awaiting orders. "Attention!" officer Groves shouted to the soldiers who snapped to attention. He then turned and said quietly to Jack, "They're all yours sir."
Jack stared at the huge mass of rifles and red uniforms, and tried to keep his hands down and his fingers still by clasping his hands firmly behind his back. Usually in this situation Jack would be wracking his brain for a brilliant escape attempt (just as any sensible pirate would), but they wanted him to order these men around? Though Jack was an expert in many fields, namely ships, women, and fine rum, he never had the desire to learn about the British Royal Navy. However, he did know that they did seem to enjoy being bossed around, and in a situation such as this, they liked nothing more then being paraded about by their leader.
"Nothing too difficult Jack." The pirate captain thought to himself," Just shout out some orders."
~*~
Will raced to the fort on the back of the swift black horse. He wasn't sure why he was racing; the only news he had to tell Jack was that no one had heard of Norrington. He felt a strange sort of urgency as he got closer to the fort. Almost as though something was about to happen.
When Will reached the fort, he very nearly fell right off the horse. The entire navy of Port Royal was balancing carefully on one foot while trying (with very little success) to spin their rifles without accidentally killing anyone. Up on the platform, basking in the chaos, stood Jack with a manic grin on his face.
Will groaned inwardly and thought to himself, "You didn't have to act like Norrington Jack, but you at least could have tried not to act like yourself."
Jack looked up from the mass of confused men to see Will. He then told the men to stop and turned and whispered something into Gillette's ear, who's face suddenly looked very uncomfortable. He then swaggered up to Will, grin slowly fading as he saw Will's expression.
Before Will could say anything, Jack explained with a simple shrug and, "Pirate"
Will sighed and decided it wasn't worth it to argue. "Jack I've been all over Port Royal, and no one has heard of James Norrington."
"He's not in Port Royal?"
"He may not be in the Caribbean, as far as we know."
Realization suddenly seemed to hit Jack. "You -you mean I'm going to be stuck as Commodore?!"
Suddenly from behind then, Gillette started singing, in a high wavery voice, Port Royal's brand new anthem.
Will buried his face in his hands mumbling, "God help us all"
~*~ Next chapter: Will hears of Elizabeth's husband-to-be, and we learn the fate of the Pearl!
I'm so sorry everyone! Wouldn't you know the one chapter I write a cliffhanger for takes two weeks to write. Oh well sorry again! Please keep reviewing! We'll finally get some excitement next chapter!
~*~
"Gillette?"
Jack couldn't believe it. That brown-nosing. smug-smirking, pirate-loathing little weasel was Elizabeth's husband to be? Well, this made finding Norrington all the more urgent. Gillette walked around Jack and offered his arm to Elizabeth, who took it a little less than enthusiastically.
"Commodore good morning ! If you don't' mind me saying so, you look quite dashing in that wig." Gillette said. Having Elizabeth next to him seemed to give him a cocky sort of confidence.
Jack worked to keep down his breakfast, and tried to nod and not look disgusted at the same time, which proved to be incredibly difficult.
"Well, this is interesting." was all he managed to choke out.
Luckily, Jack was spared from trying to make further conversation by one of his officers.
"Sir, it's time for the ceremony to begin. If you'll follow me..."Officer Groves gestured towards the north end of the fort, and Jack nodded curtly. As he followed the young officer he decided he liked him. If he never found Norrington and had to be bloody Commodore forever, he decided he'd promote him. Perhaps Lieutenant...
~*~
Jack followed Officer Groves to a platform at the font of the fort where Governor Swan was waiting, wig slightly askew.
"Ah there you are Commodore! We've been waiting for you!"
Jack furrowed his brow at the grinning Governor." Who has?"
Governor Swann gestured out to a sea of redcoats, rifles at the ready, eagerly awaiting orders. "Attention!" officer Groves shouted to the soldiers who snapped to attention. He then turned and said quietly to Jack, "They're all yours sir."
Jack stared at the huge mass of rifles and red uniforms, and tried to keep his hands down and his fingers still by clasping his hands firmly behind his back. Usually in this situation Jack would be wracking his brain for a brilliant escape attempt (just as any sensible pirate would), but they wanted him to order these men around? Though Jack was an expert in many fields, namely ships, women, and fine rum, he never had the desire to learn about the British Royal Navy. However, he did know that they did seem to enjoy being bossed around, and in a situation such as this, they liked nothing more then being paraded about by their leader.
"Nothing too difficult Jack." The pirate captain thought to himself," Just shout out some orders."
~*~
Will raced to the fort on the back of the swift black horse. He wasn't sure why he was racing; the only news he had to tell Jack was that no one had heard of Norrington. He felt a strange sort of urgency as he got closer to the fort. Almost as though something was about to happen.
When Will reached the fort, he very nearly fell right off the horse. The entire navy of Port Royal was balancing carefully on one foot while trying (with very little success) to spin their rifles without accidentally killing anyone. Up on the platform, basking in the chaos, stood Jack with a manic grin on his face.
Will groaned inwardly and thought to himself, "You didn't have to act like Norrington Jack, but you at least could have tried not to act like yourself."
Jack looked up from the mass of confused men to see Will. He then told the men to stop and turned and whispered something into Gillette's ear, who's face suddenly looked very uncomfortable. He then swaggered up to Will, grin slowly fading as he saw Will's expression.
Before Will could say anything, Jack explained with a simple shrug and, "Pirate"
Will sighed and decided it wasn't worth it to argue. "Jack I've been all over Port Royal, and no one has heard of James Norrington."
"He's not in Port Royal?"
"He may not be in the Caribbean, as far as we know."
Realization suddenly seemed to hit Jack. "You -you mean I'm going to be stuck as Commodore?!"
Suddenly from behind then, Gillette started singing, in a high wavery voice, Port Royal's brand new anthem.
Will buried his face in his hands mumbling, "God help us all"
~*~ Next chapter: Will hears of Elizabeth's husband-to-be, and we learn the fate of the Pearl!