Chapter 9: A Day Without Rum

We walked towards the Black Pearl, Jacks face still blushing. I had a big smile on my face; him wearing a dress was forever embedded in my mind.

"Ahoy there Jack. We thought we'd find ye here." Said a gray haired pirate.

"Yeah, well let's get out of here, it makes me sad."

"Whaa? Did ye just say ye wanted to leave Tortuga? I usually have to drag ye out of here."

"Lets just get out of here."

"Aye Captain." The man walked away to tell the rest of the crew what was going on.

"So Jack…" I said looking up at him.

"Yes luv?"

"How did we end up switching clothes?"

"I don't remember luv. But I'm dieing without my rum."

"How long has it been?"

"Five minutes."

I busted out laughing, "This is killing you isn't it?" He just stared at me. "Don't worry, I wont be too mean!"

"Jeffrey is going to stay on the other ship. I don't want my crew getting bit."

My eyes got really big, "What? NO! NOT JEFFREY!"

"I don't get rum, you don't get Jeffrey."
"
Oh is that how you want to play?"

He squinted his eyes at me, "I think you know very well."

"OH IT'S ON! YOU ARE GOING TO REGRET IT! YOU WILL!"

"Alright luv."

"I'll be back!" I walked away disappearing into town.

'What is that woman doing' Jack wondered.

15 minutes later I came back to the ship with a wagon of rum. Jack was getting the boat ready; I slowly started to make my way towards him lugging my rum behind me. "Hey Jack, were should I put my stuff?"

"Your wha-" He looked at what I was carrying behind me. His is eyes got really big.

"So Jack, where?"

"Mr. Gibbs, show Miss. Turner her room."

"Aye Jack." He grabbed my arm and directed me to a room. There was a bed in the corner tied to the wall. I guessed it was to keep it from sliding around the room on stormy nights. There was a desk and a small dresser. On the dresser there was a porcelain bowl and pitcher, I assumed it was for washing hands. "This will be your room Miss Turner."

"Please, call me Ula." After that the man left and shut the door. I looked around the room for a place to hide the rum. Even though Jack wouldn't dare drink it under these circumstances I didn't want him taking it from me. I know that he will be thinking 'if I can't have it, ye can't have it.' So where to put it? I walked around the room looking for a good place. I stepped on a floorboard and it moved. "God, this place is a deathtrap! Wait a second..." I reached down and tugged on the floorboard. It came up a little but not enough. I pulled a little harder, finally a nail popped up and the floorboard came up enough for me to hide a few bottles of rum. I fit as many as I could and put the rest in the dresser. I grabbed one bottle and went to go find Jack. I found him leaning sadly against the ships steering wheel. "Hi Jack!" I said waiting for him to look before I took a sip.

He turned around and looked at me, "Oh it's ye."

"Want some ru- oh, oops. I forgot for a minute, YOU CAN'T HAVE ANY!"

"Don't worry luv, I'll get my revenge."

"I'll be waiting." I said walking away taking another sip of rum, err; fine I mean a drink... yeah that's it. OH FINE I CHUGGED THE THING! I heard Jack whimper and I laughed inside my head. I guess I was being a little hard on him. I bet if he had to choose between rum and women, he'd pick rum. After a few bottles of rum my world got a little fuzzy until soon, it felt like I was just floating about the ship with no control. When I finally regained control of myself I was wobbling across the deck. My foot got caught on a little tiny rock and I collapsed onto the deck. I couldn't get back up so I just laid there. A few moments later some fury thing crawled up to me. "Hello Jeffrey! I thought they put you on the other shoop." The animal just stared at me. "Does little Jeffrey want to give me a kiss? Wait, something's different about you... DID YOU DO SOMETHING WITH YOUR HAIR?" Suddenly there was this loud noise. I jumped about a foot, well I would have if I wasn't so drunk. I looked at Jeffrey. "NOOO! JEFFREY! SOMEBODY TOOK YOUR HEAD! JEEEFFFFFREEEYYYY! WHY? WHY MY JEFFREY?" I heard some mumbling, "JEFFREY IS THAT YOU, SPEAK TO ME!" Suddenly I was floating in the air. Then I realized that someone was floating with me. "Jack someone took Jeffrey's head!"

"You're bloody drunk. That was a rat ye lunatic." He opened up a door and threw me into my bed. I slowly floated down to it and hit with a loud bang.

"Owie..." I mumbled. A hand grabbed mine and tied me to the bed. I heard a voice come out of nowhere, "That should keep ye in here." Then I did what drunk people do best; I passed out.

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