A/N: Yes, I have short chapters. –Distributes plushies- Watch out, the Lupeias ones bite. Hard.

Disclaimer: I no own Jack, Will (Thank God), Norrington (Dammit!), ect. I do own Alice. I also have the habit of naming all my OC females Alice. O-o What, will all the dudes be named Mark? …They will be now. Heh.


Alice hummed to herself as she dodged pirates and screaming colonists. Life was looking up. She was no longer trapped in a jail cell.

The fact that she was humming 'TROGDOR' didn't really occur to her, but the author likes to appreciate irony. Wheee, irony. Irony was the only tool of writing the Author could name. Besides onamonapiea. Which she can't really spell. Oh well.

Anyway, Will was in a fight with that creepy little bomb-dude, and Alice noted that Creepy Little Bomb-Dude (CLBD, let's call him. Or Clyde. Yep. Clyde.) Will got bonked on the head and passed out- wimp- and Alice moved on. Chickens and screaming people everywhere. Sheesh. Alice was going to go stark raving mad if this went on much longer. She decided to spin around in circles. Oh, now she was dizzy. Wow. Pretty colors…

Alice passed out. Man, she's even wimpier than Will.

Hours passed, the chaos died, Will woke up.

Alice jumped awake when a chicken pecked her forehead. Stupid chicken! …Whoa, where was she? Oh, yeah. Pirates. Caribbean. Nasty smell. She got up in time to see Will run off to save Jack. Oh, joy.

What Alice wouldn't give for a nice, warm, bath…and a toothbrush.

Maybe some mints? Her mouth tasted like something died in it. She wandered down to the docks to wait for Jack and Will. She'd just have to hitch a ride with them, then.

She started singing 'Sensitive to Bees'.

Alice waited at the dock for awhile until a softly chattering Jack led Will up.

Jack did a double take. "You're that bint from the jail cell!"

"Oh, someone's smart." Alice said sarcastically.

"What are you doin' over here?" He asked.

"Waiting for you." She said brightly.

"...Why d'you want to be doing that?" He was quite confused.

"You're not a very good pirate, are you?" She asked simply.

"O'course I am! I'm Captain Jack Sparrow!"


A/N: You know the drill.