A/N: Okay, first off ... Johnny Depp is the hottest thing on two legs! Anyway, trying a new thing here, I've now seen POTC about four times, and can recite most of Johnny's lines, and decided to put up a fan fic, it took a while to figure out what I was going to write about. I want to say right off, this format may be recognizable, I be borrowing it from another author, - -lover-08. I liked the way it made the story more interesting to read and I thought I'd try my hand at it as well. Wherever there is a parenthesis with the words: your name in it, insert your name. This is a You-Jack story. Yours, Merlana~ Disclaimer: Hey there, Merlana's disclaimer here! Merlana would like me to let you know that Jack, Ana, Will, Elizabeth, and any other recognizable POTC characters are not hers. They belong to Disney, and she is very appreciative of the fact that Disney created them and will not claim to own them. She would also like me to tell you that Jack-Sparrow-lover-08 gave her the idea for the format of this story. Thanks, bye! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter 1: Ask the First Mate First You breathe in the salty sea air as you gaze out across the blue ocean. Nothing to see but water and sky on all sides. Your hands grip the wheel and you stand tall on the deck overlooking your bustling crew. A man comes bounding up the steps to the wheel, his face flushed and his eyes darting around nervously. Your scarlet parrot settles on your shoulder as you give the man a disarming grin. "Ack, silver and gold, ack!" The parrot mutters. "Cap'n! Good day to ya!" The crewman says, and suddenly his name bounds into your head. "Lovely mornin' to ya, Raycraft!" You say, taking his outstretched hand in greeting. "What brings ye to me so early today?" "Ah, I was jus' noticin' that you seemed, ah, a little distracted yesterday. Ah, I was, ah, wonderin' why?" Raycraft asks. He shifts nervously as you glare at him. You were distracted yesterday, if only because you'd been invited to dine with Jack Sparrow in Tortuga tonight. "You mayn't ask me why. But I'll tell ya one thing; we're headed for Tortuga. I'm dinin' there with a good friend tonight." You say, moving away from the wheel. You smooth down your black skirt and readjust the tri- cornered hat on your head. The day already promises to be a scorcher. As you descend onto the main deck, the crew notices you and many turn to have a look. "Back to your duties, ya mangy dogs!" You bellow and everyone but your first mate, Anamaria goes back to work. "Cap'n! You're lookin' lovely this mornin'!" Anamaria yells to you. You stop and wait for her to catch up. "Mornin' Ana, We're headin' for Tortuga, set me a course, I'll be in me cabin." You say, and Anamaria heads off through the throng that is your crew. You see her barking orders at the crew and they all seem to jump when she says jump. You head to your cabin shaking your head. Once inside, you take off your hat and settle at your desk. Your parrot, Quicksilver, flies off to settle on his perch in front of the cabin window. You've got to see to the ledgers, and the books. Your ship is legal, and you'd like to keep it that way, and to do that, your books have to be clean and up to date. Purchase orders and the like. You pull open a drawer in the desk and take out a pen and an inkpot. You start to write, but soon get bored of doing the ledgers. You pull out a fresh sheet and begin to draw. ~ 2 Hours Later ~ You have finally finished your drawing. Without thinking you have drawn Jack Sparrow. Everything down to his gold teeth and dreads are dead on. It's a perfect likeness. A knock sounds on the door; you hurriedly put the drawing under the ledgers and pretend to be pouring over the books. "Come!" You call. The door opens and reveals a crewman by the name of Katey. Her blonde hair cut short and her too large breeches make her stand out amongst the rest of the crew. Katey is the only other woman on the ship other than you and Ana. "Ack! Silver and gold, silver and gold! Ack!" Quicksilver croaks and you can't help but grin, stupid bird. "Cap'n!" Katey says, smiling. "Katey! What brings you here?" You ask, turning away from the books. "Does your parrot know how t'say anthin' else?" Quicksilver just looks at her and goes back to preening his brilliantly scarlet feathers. You could swear that he understands everything you say. Katey clears her throat, and you smile. "We're makin' good time for Tortuga. Ana wants to know if she can drop anchor off one of the barrier islands around Tortuga. She doesn't wanna go lookin' for the trouble she knows'll come." Katey says. You think about it, you'd really like to show Jack your ship but if Ana is worried, it's good thing to be worried about. "Alright. That's fine by me. Have her drop anchor off of Tilly Island. We'll be out of sight there." You say. Tilly is the closest island to Tortuga Cove but it's also the biggest. You could easily hide the Dauntless behind it. "Ah, Katey? Could I ask ya a question?" "Yeah. What be the matter?" Katey says, leaning against the desk. "I drew this earlier today, I know you've only met Captain Sparrow once, but can ye tell me if you think this looks like him?" You ask, pulling out your drawing. Looking at it makes you want to swoon. He's just gorgeous, a fine prize for any pirate lass.
"Christ! Looks just like how I remember 'im. You should show Ana that, she'd like to see it I'm sure."

"Yeah, and walk it back to 'er cabin so she can hang it on the wall." You laugh, setting the drawing back onto the desk. "Send 'er around, would ya?"

"Aye cap'n!" Katey says, taking her leave of your cabin. Five minutes later, Anamaria comes in, forgetting to knock. You level a glare at her and she frowns, and you can't help but smile.

"Look at this." You say, handing her the picture. You watch in amusement as her eyes grow wide and a smile forms on her face.

"Who drew this?" She asks. You nod. "You did?" You nod again. "You've even got the hint of mischief in his eyes right. This is wonderful! Can I have it?"

"No! 'Tis mine! Ye can't have it. I mean to give it to him, when we get to Tortuga." You say, taking back the picture and holding it to your chest. Ana looks at you, then smiles.

"So, that 'tis why we're headed for Tortuga, eh?" Ana asks, her eyes laughing at you. "Fancy that, Cap'n (your name), and Captain Sparrow, eatin' dinner tonight t'gether." Ana muses.

"Yeah, I was surprised when he asked me. I wonder what he wants?" You ask.

"Oh, a pretty woman to wile away the hours with, great womanizer that man." Ana laughs, you can tell she doesn't believe a word of what she just told you. "He probably wants you to turn pirate, and then he'll try an' take your ship, wants to introduce 'imself as Commodore Sparrow, p'raps." Ana's face is serious as she says this.

"Well, can ye fly under a pirates colors Ana?" You ask delicately. Ana seems to be searching for the right answer to the question. You know though, that whatever Ana says is what the crew will tell you.

"I can, if ye wants to run them up, I'd do it meself." Ana says. "We'll need to rename this bloody ship though, Tiny Dancer be no name fo' a pirate ship." You grimace as Ana says the name of your ship, the Tiny Dancer, named by the late Captain Hargreave of the British Navy. It's a name befitting a pleasure craft, but not a pirate ship, Ana's right.

"We'll see to a name later. Gather the crew, I mean to put this to all of them fair and square." You say. Ana shrugs and salutes you as she turns to leave. Well, Captain Sparrow, you've got another ship fo' your fleet now. I hopes that's what you wanted. You think to yourself. You carefully place the drawing back on your desk and place your hat on your head. You go to the door of your cabin, then stop, remembering something that Captain Hargreave once told you. "Ask your first mate first, then ask the crew. The first mate speaks for the crew anyway." You shake your head, pull your hat down on your head and step through the door.