Disclaimer: POTC... how I wish I owned it...

A/N: I wrote the song myself, to the tune of 'He's a PIrate' from POTC. Sing it during the end credits of the movie. It works.
Heheh. I got it stuck in Nerwen and Tinuviel's heads. Now they can't watch the movie without singing the song.

Ella sits back and whistles. "Impressive story, Miss Grey." Squirrel bobs her head, and pinks slightly. "However." Ella holds up a hand. "That's all it is to me right now. A story. A nice little story. Very nice."

Squirrel stares at Ella's smiling face. "Why don't you believe me?" She says, partly horrified, and partly disgusted. "Why don't you believe me?"

Ella shrugs, then rises to her feet. "Where I come from, you let your actions speak louder than words."

Squirrel feels a slow-burning rage build within her. "You're the one who wanted to hear the story, Ella!"

Ella shrugs, still smiling. "Aye, true. And I thank you for that. Very entertaining." She holds open the door and beckons to Squirrel. "As a guest aboard my ship, I must extend my hospitality to you. Shall I tell the crew to set a portion of dinner aside for you?"

"Don't waste your time." Squirrel says evenly, pushing past the grinning captain. "I brought my own."

Ella watches, a curious expression on her face, as Squirrel crosses the deck, stepping nimbly over piles of slack rope. The grey-cloaked girl sits down on an unfinished barrel and pulls a cloth-purse from under her cloak and begins munching away on the contents of the bag, watching as the sun sets over the ocean.

"Well, at least she eats healthy." Ella comments dryly to no-one in particular. She smiles thoughtfully, then crosses the deck.

Squirrel is humming to herself, a tune that Ella doesn't recognise. As soon as Ella draws near, Squirrel stops, and continues to eat her supply of nuts.

"I've never heard that song before." Ella asks, genuinely curious. "What is it?"

"The one I told you about." Squirrel says, her eyes focused on the fireball sun sinking into the sea. "The one I sang after Jack proposed to me."

"Can I hear it?" Ella says gently.

Squirrel's head whirls around, and she looks into the female captain's face fiercely. "Why? You wouldn't believe any of it."

Ella sighs. "Can we please have a truce, Miss Grey? This violence is really unbecoming."

"You started it." Squirrel says stubbornly.

Ella throws back her head and laughs. Soon, Squirrel's frown melts into a hesitant smile.

"That I did." Ella says, still giggling. "But I apologise." She looks into Squirrel's eyes. "Can I hear the song now?"

Squirrel re-attaches her purse to her belt, then walks over to the railing of the Salted Slaver. After a few seconds, Squirrel's gentle voice carries over the deck.

"Of all of the pirates in the Caribbean

The cutthroats and villains and the scallywags

There's none quite so famous as Captain Jack Sparrow

The pirate who dares command the Black Pearl

Of all of the pirates Norrington ain't caught

Of all of the pirates that sail the ocean

There's none quite so dashing as Captain Jack Sparrow

The pirate who sails upon the Black Pearl

Jack Sparrow, Sparrow

There's none quite so dashing

As Captain Jack Sparrow

He is a pirate

And he's got it all

Brave and fearless, good looking to boot

He and his crew pillage plunder and loot

If you're lucky, just maybe, you see him one day

But more often than not, he'll be sailing away

Captain, Captain Jack Sparrow

He will steal your heart, girl

That's my Captain Jack Sparrow

And he sails on the Pearl."

Squirrel ends her song, then turns to face Ella again. "It's n-not that good, is it? Jack and the crew have been the only ones to hear it, and they all say it's g-good, but it's nothing really that special, is it… Is it?"

Ella claps, clearly impressed. "Nothing special? Psh, girl, you don't give yourself enough credit." As Squirrel blushes, Ella casts her mind back. "Jack was saying something about that, you not giving yourself enough credit. Even though you were…" Ella stops, and smiles at Squirrel's surprised face.

"Well, I'll get Barnaby to set up the guest room." She saunters off, waving over her shoulder. "Enjoy your dinner, Squirrel!"

As Ella passes one of her crewmen, she whispers surreptitiously. "Set up the canes. I want it to be the first thing she sees tomorrow morning." The red-haired captain smiles a crooked smile.

A/N: Dun dun dun...