OK, in this chapter, we're finally getting to the black-smithing lessons! Just to let you know, for future chapters, I don't really know anything about black-smithing, so for those of you who do, this might be a little weird. Anyways, here's your fic, I hope you like it! (Oh, and I just read over the first chapter and I think I left something unclear. Will didn't actually say that it was him and Elizabeth who went on the adventure with Jack in the bedtime stories. He didn't want his children to think of him as a pirate.)

"RISE AND SHINE, DADDY! Come on, up and at 'em! Let's go!"

It was Tuesday morning and Will Turner was woken by the sound of his daughter yelling in his ear.

"Kate, in the name of God, what are you doing?", he moaned, still half asleep.

"I'm waking you up.", she replied, "Did you forget that today's the day Anthony's training starts?"

It had been just under 2 years since the boat incident and, not surprisingly, the children had given up on shipbuilding. However, they were still quite active in causing Will great amounts of annoyance.

"No, I didn't forget, but I don't normally leave for work until after the sun rises." Will rolled over and put his head under the pillow.

"But Daddy, me and Anthony are too excited to sleep anymore! We're both dressed ready to leave and he's waiting downstairs for the both of us. I said I would wake you."

Will considered the situation. Knowing his daughter, if he didn't cave now, she would continue to nag him and he wouldn't get much more sleep anyway. He decided that it would be much easier to give in and save them both the trouble. Not to mention if the nagging continued, Elizabeth would probably be woken up. Will had learned that, unless it was a life-threatening situation, if his wife didn't get her full 8 hours of sleep, she was a little touchy.

"Fine, we'll go. But if I go into a coma and land in the coal pit, you two are going to have to pull me out and treat the third degree burns."

"Daddy! Just get out of bed and met us in front of the house. The sun's just rising now.", and with that she was out the bedroom door and heading downstairs.

20 minutes later, Will was dressed and about to step outside. He opened the door and scanned the lawn for Anthony and Kate. He didn't see his children anywhere. He was about to call for them when he heard screams coming from the back of the house. "Three guesses to who's causing that.", Will thought to himself, and he ran to source of the screams.

When he reached hem, he found that the screams were coming from three girls, all wearing different colored dresses, who were being pelted by crab apples. Anthony and Kate had a huge pile of them and were throwing as if they couldn't even hear the cries of pain coming from their victims.

"IF YOU EVER SAY ONE MORE WORD ABOUT OUR FATHER!", Anthony yelled, "WE'LL GIVE YOU SUCH A BEATING………"

"He's nothing but a blacksmith.", the girl in the pink dress yelled back, "The only reason he's able to feed you is because he married the Governor's daughter! OWWWW!" The girl dropped to her knees and doubled over.

Kate had nailed her stomach with a rather large apple. "DID YOU THINK WE WERE KIDDING?", she screeched, "NOW GET OFF OUR PROPERTY OR I'LL RIP YOUR HAIR OUT!"

The girl in the yellow frock gasped and her hands flew to her curly, brown locks. All three of them scrambled to their feet and ran. "You'll never amount to anything either, you stupid tomboy!", the last girl, wearing a light purple dress, screamed over her shoulder.

"I'd rather be a tomboy than an Easter egg!", Kate yelled back, Anthony and herself still throwing apples at the retreating group. "None of you could punch a dent in a pillow!"

When the girls had left the yard, Anthony started laughing.

"What's so funny?", asked Kate

"You were right, they did look like Easter eggs!", he laughed, "With those huge puffy skirts!"

Will had stood around the corner of the house, observing what was going on. Part of him wanted to run over and punish his children severely for what they had done. But another part of him felt kind of proud. He didn't hear what those girls were saying about him, but he was glad that Kate and Anthony would stand up for him like that.

"Were do you think Dad is?", Anthony asked, "I hope he didn't see that! We'll get in so much trouble!"

"Maybe we should get out front before he comes out.", said Kate.

"I think that's on of the best idea's you've ever had.", agreed Anthony.

"But before we do, what do you say we stop by the kitchen? I saw a mouse in the shed that's just the right size to fit into the flour jar."

"OK, but let's make it out before we get caught again. The last time we did something like that Mom made us polish the sliver instead of watching Dad practice fencing."

Both of them ran around the other side of the house toward the kitchen. "Well, I see Kate is coming up with a plan to get herself and her brother into trouble in record time today." Will turned to see Elizabeth standing behind him, still wearing her nightdress.

"Sometimes it worries me.", Will said, "Maybe we shouldn't have let her play with her brother so much when she was younger."

"It wasn't our fault", Elizabeth said, "She's been a hyperactive little imp since before she was born."

Will gave her a funny look.

"Don't you say a word." Elizabeth told him, pointing a threatening finger, "You try carrying a baby for 9 months who gives your insides a right bruising on a daily basis and see if you count it as active or not."

Will smiled and kissed her. "Well, in that case, I guess you want me to take the both of them as far away from you as possible?"

"That would be a good idea, seeing as all of you are supposed to be at the shop now."

"Oh, I almost forgot! Anthony! Kate! Come on, we have to get to the shop!", he yelled.

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When they finally made it to the blacksmithing shop it was nearly 7:00.

"The first thing you need to do when you come in is start the coal fire.", said Will. He took a match and threw it into the fire pit. The coals from the other day began to burn. He then walked over to a donkey that was tied to a large wheel.

"This is Jackie. She pulls the wheel that stirs the iron ore and keeps it at a steady temperature. If we didn't have her, it would be a lot more difficult to melt the iron."

Kate smiled. She could already tell that these lessons were going to be worth having to go to her own.

DO YOU LOVE IT! CAN YOU TOTALLY TELL I MADE UP THE WHOLE THING ABOUT THE WHEEL THAT STIRS ORE? I thought so. Anyways, review please!