OMG! I haven't updated in such a long time. My Dad restarted my whole entire PC so I had to start all over again. I got soooo mad. sigh Anyways, I'm back and the chapter is here!
End of Chapter 7:
His head popped back up and he turned to look at me. I pointed towards the cabin while my head bounced up and down. He smiled gently at my actions and waved his hand...but returned to gazing at the sea. I smiled, with a feeling of confusion. This Captain was unpredictable. When I got into the cabin I changed into one big shirt that Mr. Gibbs gave me and fell on the bed. The soft, blood red covers rippled after I landed and tickled my cheeks and arms. After I got under the covers I settled down and relaxed so I could enjoy the comfort of the bed. Before I closed my eyes I heard the door open, close, footsteps, shuffling, a large bang, and then a grunt and then that's when I felt the bed weigh down on one side. With my brain and body half asleep and without thinking I said,
"You ok, Jack? That sounded -yawn- like it hurt."
"Blasted chair…my foot…bloody desk", I only caught some words before my eyes fluttered closed and I swear I could feel him smirk behind me.
"Mmmmm…this pirate has good taste!" I thought before my mind drifted to another world and all the tension left my body. Sleep.
Chapter 8:
I wake up, hearing the calm ocean lightly sway the ship to and fro. Yawning, I stretch and sit up on the bed. The red sheet shimmers and a wiggle my toes.
Feelin' good eh?
"Shut up Brain" I mutter. I stand and saunter Jack style to the bathroom. "This is actually kinda fun" I giggle.
I get changed with the clothes Gibbs gave me and head out the door into the magnificent sun. I am greeted with a bucket and a brush being shoved into both my hands. The pirate grunts and heads downstairs into the belly of the ship. I look down at what I have in my hands and shrug. Putting them aside I ask where I can have breakfast. The pirate I asked points to the stairs the last pirate went down and went back to work. I grunt and walk down and push open the galley door. How do I know it was the galley door? The noise, clatter of plates and more. I push it open and before I can even speak a handful of something collides with my face. It sluggishly slides down my forehead and onto my cheek. The room goes silent. I raise my hand and take it off my face. The mushy and oily porridge wriggles in between my fingers. I frown,
"Who threw this?" I ask daringly.
The whole room points to one man hiding in the corner. He smiles sheepishly with porridge sliding down his face as well. I grin, crank up my arm and let the food smack him right between the eyes. I grunt, wipe my face and my hand on my shirt and say,
"I came here to get food IN my face not ON my face…"
"What's the difference?" One pirate asks.
I take a plate full of porridge that was on the table and ask,
"What's your name?"
"Paul", He tells me sheepishly.
"Well, Paul. This is IN your face…" I push a handful of porridge into his mouth, "and this is on your face…" I take another handful of porridge and lightly throw it on his face. He swallows some of the porridge and wipes off the rest. He gets up grabs a handful of porridge and grinds it onto my face. I gasp,
"How dare you!" I grab a plate of porridge and grind it in his face. "How'd you like that!"
I don't know how it started but somehow I got everybody into a food fight and unfortunately I was in the middle. I was throwing, ducking and getting hit with a million handfuls of oily porridge. There was laughing, yelling and more handfuls of porridge being thrown. I was about to yell when a flying ball of the gruel flew into my mouth.
"Bulls eye!" Paul yelled. I frowned,
"OH YEAH!" I took a large plate and ran after him. I jumped on his back while pouring the plates contents onto his head and making sure they slid down his face. Both of us soon crashed down on the floor grabbing whatever ammo we could and throwing it at other fellow crewmembers. Suddenly the room got quiet and there standing at the foot of the open door was Jack with a big glob of gruel sliding down his left cheek. He looked at me. I grinned hesitantly and waved lightly. He slowly wiped off the mess from his face and suddenly threw it at me. I blocked it,
"Hey! I wasn't my fault!"
"Then who's was it?" He retorted while crossing his arms.
"You are suck a kid...it wasn't me!"
There was a silence then everyone pointed at me.
"Traitors" I muttered.
Jack then ordered me to clean up the mess which I didn't want to do. I barely had the breakfast I wanted but while I threw I ate so it wasn't that bad. Reluctantly I began to clean.
"I'll help if you want" Paul said.
"Meh, you can if YOU want." I smiled while he got down and began to scrub with me.
After I got the galley cleaned I climbed the stairs and squinted at the midday sun. My shirt and pants were soaked with soapy water and my hands were red and swelling from the cleaning. I groaned, picked up the bucket and brush, got down on my hands and knees and began my work. Not even an hour passed, or so I thought, and my hands were bleeding swelling even more and felt unmovable. I stopped, sat up and stared at my hands. Groaning, I started on the other half of the deck. After a long time, it seemed to me, my back was burning, hands were killing me and for some reason my vision was getting blurred. I rubbed my eyes and soon after I saw large black boots obscuring my work. I frowned and looked up,
"Move, Jack" I sighed.
"I give the orders around 'ere, Luv" He smirked.
"Fine…" I said stubbornly.
I began to scrub around him and under his large black boots.
"You don't need to do this, Luv"
"Well, I guess I don't really have a choice, CAPTAIN"
I stand up to get the bucket to wash off the soap and almost slipped. I grabbed the rail to steady myself and inwardly smiled. Taking advantage of this I come up really close and hook my leg with his. He frowned. I smiled sweetly then tugged at his leg. He yelped and fell backwards on the soapy deck.
"Ha!" I yelled triumphantly before slipping myself and falling on my buttocks.
"OW! My Glutinous Maximus!" I whimpered while rubbing my butt.
Suddenly, thunder tore down the sky with a crackle and the ocean began to get rough. I looked up and saw large black clouds forming. Jack looked up too but before he could say anything rain began to pour down on the ship. Abruptly, I was thrown across to the other side of the ship. I whammed my head on a pile of crates that was there. A flash of pain bolted through my head. I couldn't think straight as I lay there watching the storm get bigger. Jack must've seen me because he grabbed my arm, pulled me up and tied a rope around my waist.
"Help the others!" He ordered while cautiously running to the wheel.
I hate to feel like a useless person so I wobbled over to some men and started to help, even though my fear of the storm was getting more intense.
WOWIE! Finally, I update. I AM SO SORRY TO ALL MY FELLOW REVIEWERS FOR THE WAIT! I think I lost some of you cries Anyways, there it was and since its summer I'll be updating faster!
Brain: That's wut you said last time, dumb genius
Me: Shut up or else I'll switch you for a smarter one
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