Chapter 17: An Unpleasant Encounter
"This… this is land. IT DOES EXIST." I shouted as I hugged the earth.
"Aye, so it does." Jack 'agreed', looking at me like I was a lunatic.
"I love you dirt." Jack grabbed my arm and lifted me from the ground. "No! Come back dirt! I LOVE YOU!"
"Come on luv, we need to get supplies and then get out of here before the Commodore realizes we are in Port Royal."
Will approached Jack and me saying, "Well I'll be off now, it was nice meeting you Ula, we'll have to keep in touch."
"Will do." I responded. I gave Will a hug goodbye. He walked away and disappeared behind a corner. I stared at the dirt again, I adore you dirt!
"Ye drank the sea water didn't you?" Jack questioned.
I pried my eyes from the dirt. "Who, me?" I asked confused.
"Yes, ye."
"No! Why?"
"Just the way ye've been acting. Ye said, "I love you dirt." DIRT!"
"Oh right." I whispered. "Well, I guess I'll be getting the rum then."
"Rum? OH THE RUM! Just get enough to last us a couple months, savvy?"
A couple months, I thought he would want enough to last a lifetime even though we would drink it in a week! "Alright Jack, I'll be back in a bit."
I walked up to a lady looking into a shop window. "Excuse me miss, do you happen to know where I could get some good rum in these parts."
She looked me up and down and frowned, obviously not approving of my attire, "Yes, I believe the place you so desire is that way, three blocks down, and turn right. If I remember correctly it should be there."
"Thank you so much!" I turned around and began walking down the street. I was about two and a half blocks down when someone grabbed my right shoulder and spun me around. I felt cold steel against my throat. "Can I help you with something?" I snapped at the man. He looked me up and down.
"What kind of pillage and plunder brings you here, pirate?" The man asked as he pressed the blade further into my neck. Then owner of the blade had on a white powdered wig and a blue satin tri cornered hat. His nose was a bit pointy, but looked normal against his set in brown eyes. He had on a blue overcoat that hung to his knees. I assumed he was some sort of captain, or something along those lines.
"Pirate? You think I'm a pirate?" I snickered.
"Give me your hand." He demanded. "And I should need to know your name."
"My hand? Why do you need my hand, and my name is not any of your concern."
He pressed the blade harder against my skin drawing a thin line of blood.
"Do not play games with me, Miss. You will not win." The man warned.
I let out a sigh, "My name is Ula Turner, have I done something wrong?" I asked.
"Now, may I see your hand?" He asked, more as a demand than a question. I let out another sigh and held out my hands. He grabbed my hands and pulled up my sleeves. "You should consider another wardrobe, if you continue to dress this way you could be mistaken for a pirate, and be hung."
"Thank you sir." I said putting on the sweetest smile I could. He turned around and walked away. Brainless bastard.
I finally found the place. The lady's directions were a bit off. It was way at the end of the street in an alley. The place looked pretty run down. I went inside and when I opened the door, about 10 years of dust came off going up my nostrils. I let out a huge sneeze waking the man that was passed out behind the counter.
"Oh, hello." The man greeted me, "How may I help you?"
"Hello, I would like a two month supply of rum please."
"Alright, I'll be back in just a second." The man got up and went into the back.
As I looked around the shop, I noticed a large amount of spider webs, everywhere. I shivered I hated spiders. I then noticed a weird feeling on my arm; it felt like someone was tickling it. My eyes grew wide; I slowly looked down to find the source of the feeling. There were two big BLACK HAIRY spiders making their way up my arm. I screamed and knocked them off. Shivering and rubbing the spot the nasty little creatures were crawling. The man came out running with five bottles of rum. He set them on the counter, "Are you alright?"
"NO! Those spiders just tried to kill me!" I screamed at him. The man let out a chuckle.
"That'll be four shillings." I handed him the money grabbed the rum and got out of there as fast as I could. But not before introducing the bottom of my boot to one of the hideous spiders.
Every thing was loaded onto the ship; the crew was just waiting for me. "Sorry it took me so long." I apologized.
"What happened to your neck luv?" Jack asked sounding concerned. Jack reached towards me and ran his finger down the cut. I hissed at the pain and handed Jack the rum. I felt the cut myself it wasn't very deep. But even paper cuts can sting.
"I was mistaken for a pirate." I answered. Jack handed the rum to Mr. Gibbs.
"I have a surprise for you." Jack told me. He whistled which was followed by a bark. My eyes grew wide as I smiled. Seconds later a black creature had emerged from the ship.
"Jeffrey!" I screamed with excitement. The giant dog leaped at me knocking me down. "I missed you so much Jeffrey!" Jeffrey started licking my face. I screamed a joyful scream at the feeling of the giant wet slobbery tongue covering my face. "Jack… help!" I managed to say in between licks. Jack grabbed my arm and pulled me up. I was breathing heavy and there was dog saliva all over my face. Jack looked at me and began to laugh. I gave him an evil grin and he stopped.
"What? Why are you looking at me like that?" Jack said backing away. I walked up close to Jack grabbed his shirt and wiped my face on it. He shoved me back and laughed. "Great now I got that mongrel's spew on my shirt."
"Let's get out of here Jack." I said still smiling.
"Alright luv." As we walked to the Pearl, I noticed a warm feeling on my shoulder. I looked over and Jack had his arm draped across my shoulders. I felt safe, like no harm could ever come my way with Jack here by my side.
It's funny how wrong you can be sometimes.
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