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Chapter 36: A Pirate Is Born
Ana Maria came in from the dining room, looking tired and in a dark maroon dress. She smiled. "Mornin', Jack. Did you bring Camille back with you?"
He nodded. "Aye."
"Good. This one's been frettin' over her like a lovesick puppy," Ana said, straightening up the kitchen.
"I have not," Will protested.
"Yes, that's why you almost summoned the Commodore," Ana Maria added.
"Bloody Norrington!" Jack exclaimed. "What a fine idea, William! And land me in the cells," he said sarcastically.
"Well how was I supposed to know she was with you?" Will argued.
"When hasn't she been?" Ana Maria interjected, still putting plates and glasses away in cupboards. "Jack guards her like a lion."
Jack glanced at Ana Maria. "That'll be enough from you, woman. I can have this argument without your commenting," he said in a low voice.
Will looked around. "Where did Cadence go?" Then he sighed. "Camille, could I please have my child back?" he hollered.
"In a moment Will, you've still got to calm down some!" Camille shouted back.
Will shook his head. "Your woman is driving me completely mad, Jack."
"My woman? Don't you mean your woman?" Jack said in a strange tone.
Again, Will shook his head. "She's not with me. I assumed she had strong feelings for you."
Jack thought for a moment. This was even more confusing. "Camille!" he yelled.
"Yes, Captain?" she called back.
"Whose woman are you?" he asked before being hit on the back of the head by Ana Maria. "Ouch!" He looked at her. "What?"
"You are an idiot," Ana said, making her way through the house to the front hallway. "Are you ready, Will?" she asked.
"Yes," Will replied, putting on his hat.
"Aunt Annie, are we almost ready?"
"Yes Ana," Annie said as she came down the staircase with Sheila. "Peter!"
The boy appeared shortly, looking adorable in his little outfit. He saluted Jack when he saw him. "Hello, Captain," he said formally.
"Good morning, Peter," Jack greeted him. "At ease."
Peter did so. "My name's not Peter anymore," he informed Jack.
"Oh?"
"I'm going by the name of Pilfering Pete," he said as his mother gave him an exasperated look.
Jack got a huge grin on his face. "And a fine name it is!" he said enthusiastically. Annie just looked at the two of them.
Camille appeared, in a dark blue dress lined with black lace. He hair was all up, except for a few wisps the hung down in the front and back. And as Jack noticed all of this, he also took the time to notice the huge blue diamonds hanging loosely around her neck. They could make any thief go weak in the knees.
She was still holding Cadence, and handed him to Jack as she got downstairs. Ana Maria looked at her. "Don't tell me…"
"Oh, the children will be fine with Jack," Camille insisted. "He can't come along without getting sentenced anyhow," she reasoned. Then she looked at Peter. "Why hello, Peter. Don't you look handsome in that outfit," she complimented.
Peter bowed his head. "Thank you, Miss Camille. And might I add that that dress makes your breasts look very appealing, as well."
The look on Annie's face was priceless. "Peter…Edward…Williams…" she said slowly, not being able to finish the sentence. Will's jaw dropped, as Ana Maria put her head in her hands and sighed. Camille pressed her lips together, trying very hard not to laugh.
Jack shook his head quickly. "No, not in front of your mother," he mouthed, and now he was also receiving the deadly look from Annie.
Peter had made the comment with such confidence, thinking that everyone would be impressed. But now he cringed, seeing the look on his mother's face and wondering if he would be whipped now or after the service.
Camille took a breath, and was finally able to keep a straight face. "Why thank you, Peter. But for future reference, most ladies appreciate it more when you look above the neckline," she said, winking at him.
He swallowed, looking at her nervously and nodding feverishly. "Yes, Miss Camille."
She smiled. "All right, then. Shall we?" she said, putting her arm out so that Peter could take it. The rest were still caught up in the moment, and they followed without a word until they got into the carriages where Annie announced heatedly that she would be washing the boy's mouth out with soap that afternoon.