This next chapter is about Elizabeth and Barbossa's conversation on the Black Pearl.
Disclaimer:I don't own POTC. STFU already
Elizabeth gazed absently at the table laid for two in Barbossa's quarters.
"Are you feeling a bit pale Miss. Turner?" asked Barbossa.
"No why?" replied Elizabeth.
"Cause you look pale."
"Maybe it's because I've been kidnapped by an old horny git!" said Elizabeth coldly.
"Ouch." said Barbossa with a pained look. "Low blow Elizabeth. Low blow."
"It's Miss. Swann!" snapped Liz.
Barbossa looked taken aback. "I though yer name was Turner?"
"It isn't you ass. Wipe."
"But then why have I kidnapped you?"
"Beats the fuck outta me."
"Don't be so profane. It's unladylike."
"You think I give a shit?"
"Maybe."
"Well I don't"
"That's too bad then Miss Turner."
"It's Elizabeth."
"Alright then Liz."
"It's Miss Swan."
"I thought you just said it was Elizabeth?"
"It is."
"Alright. WHat was yer dog's name then, Elizabeth."
"It was Corky."
"Just outta curiousity, was it Corcky Romano?"
"No...Yea...Maybe"
"YOU SHUT YOUR TRAP!"
"What?! WHat did I do?"
"Sorry, what?"
"You just yelled at me!"
"DID NOT YOU FUCKING COW EATER!"
"PIG EATER!"
There was a moment of silence between the two psychotics.
"I watch The Saddle Club." said Barbossa interrupting the akward silence.
Liz gasped surprisedly. "Me too!"
"Who's yer favorite horse?" asked Barbossa leaning foreward in his chair eagerly.
"Oh, I dunno. I like Cobalt(I was watching it earlier. There was nothing on.)" said Liz excitedly.
Barbossa giggled. "ME TOO!"
Liz shreiked. "And I just LOVE Max. He's soo sexy."
Barbossa smiled. "I do TOO! We are like sould mates!"
"I agree!" said Liz.
Not too much later, they were braiding each other's hair, doing each other's nails(firecracker red!) and talking about boys they liked.
"Well, Will's nice and all, but he's a bit of a stalker." said Liz.
Barbossa nodded.
"But I do like that Jack Sparrow. Sexy."
Barbossa looked confused. "But I thought you loved Will?"
"I just told you I think that he's a bit of a stalker."
"So?"
"Well I think you're two-timing him"
"Well then you can keep your dickhole opinions to yourself then."
Barbossa took out his gun and pointed it at Liz's face.
"No one calls my opinions dickhole unless I've said that you were a virgin!"
Liz gasped indignantly. "I am a virgin!"
Barbossa snorted. "With the way youi flaunt that cleavage, I'd be surprised if you'd had sex less than 50 times you whore!"
"It's nice to know that old perverted men are looking there!"
"At least I'm straight!"
"I'm leaving."
"Where are you gonna go? You're on a ship DUMBASS!"
"I know how to swim!" exclaimed Liz.
"You're really profane, you know that?" asked Barbossa.
"You're completely off subject."
"I don't care."
"Well I do."
"You are really profane."
"I didn't even say anything profane!" she yelled.
"I hate you. Bitch." Barbossa went off into the corner to pout.
"You're a filthy old man."
With that, Liz went up onto the deck, went throught the whole screaming/drinking of the wine thing, and ended up in the Captains...Room.
-FIN-
So that was relatively alright. R&R!