A/N: So, I did promise to update when I got three reviews, but instead I got four. Good job to those people who keep me working on my writing and keep me going. I thank you. Here is the next chapter...yes, it is a bit strange. I write whatever comes to my head so don't be so offended if you don't like what I did to my characters. Just tell me about it.

Chapter 6:

Chicken of the Sea

I think that's the number...thirty-five. Elizabeth said to herself.

"Jack! It's thirty-five! I've walked around this island thirty-five times!" Liz squealed with delight.

It was bloody forty-two! The girl doesn't know how to count! Jack was frustrated.

"Wait, I want to walk around it again, just to make sure," Elizabeth said thoughtfully.

And they say I'm daft. Jack thought and decided to sit down on the beach and do something instead of waiting for the girl.

He settled with checking that his pistol was in working order. Elizabeth came around the island again, looking disgruntled, but said nothing.

"Not all that big, is it?" Jack said not even bothering to look up from his pistol.

"No," Elizabeth pouted. She plopped down next to Jack.

"So how many times did you walk around the island?" Jack asked casually.

"Forty-two times," Elizabeth sighed. "That took a lot of effort to count that high."

Jack rolled his eyes and put away his pistol, "I'm sure it did, 'Lizabeth."

Elizabeth stared our into the waves rushing onto shore and going back out. Then she saw something and pointed, "Jack! What is that?"

She scrambled further from the beach, tripping over rocks and her own feet as she ran backwards. She reached the palm trees and pointed frantically.

Jack got to his feet to try and see what she had been pointing at, "I don't see anything, Liz."

"It's something silver! On the beach!" Elizabeth was currently attempting to climb a tree, but was failing miserably.

Jack walked a few steps closer to the crashing waves. There was something silver, but it was a fish! She was scared of a fish!

"Liz! Get down here!" Jack yelled to her. "It's a bloody tuna fish!"

Elizabeth gingerly climbed down from the top of the palm tree and slowly made her way over to Jack, "Are you sure? It's not some monster?"

"No! Come look at it!"

She came closer and saw a silver thing, "That is no fish!"

Elizabeth hid behind Jack as she stuttered, "Th-that is a chicken!"

Jack was dumbfounded, "Are you saying, 'Lizabeth, that this fish...erm, chicken, is of the sea?"

Elizabeth ran from the shore and tried to climb the tree again, "Yes! Chicken of the sea! We need to escape from here before it get's us!"

He shook his head in disbelief, "This calls for some rum."

Jack started toward the trees, so Elizabeth jumped off of hers and followed, "But you were marooned on this island before, weren't you? So we can escape in the same way you did then..."

"To what point and purpose, young missy?"

Besides, it's just a fish. Jack thought. We don't need to escape from that.

A/N: You can tell me your thoughts and feelings of this by reviewing. I take requests and as a matter of fact, I am writing a request for my next chapter. I like it how it's going right now, and I hope you do when I post it. I'm review hungry right now...so three reviews please then I promise I will post! Write what you like about this chapter, or write what you don't like. I'm open to flames, too (yeah, I know. Desperate, aren't I?)