Disclaimer: I don't own any characters. Well, except Bob. I'm sorry about this, truly sorry. These are my thoughts, funny thoughts, of what might happen in the third movie. (I doubt it) But here we go…
The Nuisance Inside The Kraken
Chapter 1: New Best Friend
Jack felt nauseated from the smell inside the Kraken's stomach. He tried to reclaim his thoughts that were drifting away with the smell. He stood up and looked around. Inside the Kraken's stomach was an old sail boat with a broken mast with only one ripped sail. Jack could swear he saw a figure on the boat. He stepped cautiously around the edges, being careful not to fall into the stomach acids. "Hello?" Jack yelled towards the ship. He grabbed onto the rigging and carefully stepped onto the deck. "Hello? Anyone?" Jack walked around on the deck examining what was left of the ship. "Yaaaaaah!" Something from behind yelled, clinging itself to Jack's back. "Finally, a friend, hello friend!" Jack turned his head to see an old man, about in his sixties, hugging him tightly. He had shaggy dirty blond hair with some white strands here and there. The man had emerald green eyes, and a dirty blond beard. "Just who the hell are ye?" Jack shoved the man off of him. "Me? I is Bob." Bob replied. "Don't you mean 'I am Bob'?" Jack asked. "Eh, you're nameis Bob too? Hello, Bob, you're my new best friend!" Bob hugged Jack tightly. "No mate, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow." Jack again shoved Bob off. "Aye? Well, Jack, I am as happy as a pig in filth. C'mon on new best friend." Bob grabbed Jack's arm. He led Jack into, what seemed to be the Captain's stateroom, or what was left of it anyways. "Time for sleep." Bob pushed Jack towards the hammock. "There's only one hammock, where'll ye sleep, mate?" Jack asked. "With you, ye don't mind do ya?" Bob said, jumping into the hammock. Jack was about to turn around and run when Bob grabbed the back of his shirt and pulled him into the hammock. "G'night, new best friend named Jackie-wacky." Bob said sleepily. "That's CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow!" Jack yelled.
All through the night Jack tossed and turned, while being hugged to death by Bob. "This is going to be a long night." Jack thought. The next morning Jack's eyes were red. He didn't get any sleep at all. Bob flipped over to face him, "G'morning Jackie-wacky. Do you have any rum that we can share?" Bob asked. Jack grunted, tried to flip over the other way, but feel out of the hammock. "Oh, you play fall down? I play fall down too, watch." Bob flipped over to the part of the hammock were Jack was sleeping. Then he flipped over again and fell right onto Jack. To Be Continued…
Sora: I hope you like the second chapter as much as this one. And when Bob talks there is always going to be a grammer error, so don't review and say I did someting wrong.