Beauty and the Pirate
Disclaimer:I do not own any of the characters mentioned in this story from the movie "Pirates of the Caribbean: Curse of the Black Pearl". Nor do I own any dialogue that matches up to the dialogue from Disney's "Beauty and the Beast" nor any storyline plots from said movie. I solely own the characters of Isabelle and Marcel Cheney and Gaspard and all additional creative story lines. Hope you enjoy the story and feel free to send a review!
Chapter 19
No Dancin'
"So how much longer until we reach Tortuga?" Isabelle inquired as she approached Jack at the helm in the late evening.
"Should be docked there tomorrow by late mornin', why?" Jack replied turning his focus from the sea to Isabelle.
"Just wondering," Isabelle sighed as she leaned against the railing looking out at the main deck before her.
Jack simply nodded and then turned back to looking out at the quickly darkening sea.
…..
After several minutes of silence, Jack watched as two members of his crew, one being Gibbs, come onto the main deck with an accordion and piccolo. Right behind them came Elizabeth and Will.
Having seen movement onboard the dark and quiet ship, Isabelle stood up and took a better view near the wheel to see what was going on.
Gibbs and the other crew member took a seat on some crates and barrels. They then began playing some fast paced music, in which Elizabeth and Will began dancing to all about the deck.
"Just ignore 'em," Jack rolled his eyes, "They do that every now and then. Crazy couple they are."
"Crazy?" Isabelle asked Jack with raised eyebrows, "I think not. Looks like they're having fun."
"Fun?" Jack laughed, "It's dancin', Isabelle, just movement that causes ye to step on other people's feet or make ye dizzy from spinnin' 'round so much."
"Not if you know how to dance correctly," Isabelle pointed out as she crossed her arms in front of her body.
"Whatever ye say, darlin'," Jack smirked.
"Well, if you don't believe me," Isabelle said as she took hold of one of the captain's hands and tried pulling him away from the wheel, "Perhaps being the gentleman that you are and letting me teach you how to dance properly will open your eyes."
"Isabelle," Jack smiled widely, resisting her attempt to pull him towards the stairs in the direction of the dancing couple, "I'm a pirate, and so there's no such thing as dancin' properly for me."
Isabelle stopped abruptly and turned to Jack, "Well, in that case just dance with me, it doesn't have to be proper at all."
"I'd rather not," Jack said politely.
"I refuse to take 'no' for an answer," Isabelle with a hand on her hip as she looked up at the pirate captain.
"Well, love, you're goin' to have to this time," Jack said, not looking directly at Isabelle, "Don't care 'ow stubborn ye are I ain't dancin'."
"Why not?" Isabelle pressed releasing Jack's hand, "Because you don't know how to dance? Because you don't like to dance? Or because you don't want to dance with me?"
"Well… I…" Jack stammered before Isabelle cut in.
"Doesn't matter," Isabelle said turning away, "You don't have to dance, but I want to dance, so I'll just find someone else to dance with."
With that said, Isabelle took off down the stairs to the main deck. There, Elizabeth kindly let her enjoy a dance with Will as she instead took to the stairs to the helm.
"Bloody, stupid dancin'…" Jack grumbled in an annoyed tone to himself as Elizabeth approached him.
"Something wrong, Jack?" Elizabeth asked the pirate captain when she reached him.
"No, course not… why?" Jack tried to play off flicking a hand in the air.
"Then why don't you go dance with Isabelle?" Elizabeth eyed him carefully.
"Per'aps another time."
"Why not now? Don't you know how to dance?"
"If ye 'aven't noticed, the whole crew has stopped workin' to look down on ye and Will dancin'."
"So what, Jack?"
"So, me crew don't need to be seein' me doin' the same."
Elizabeth's facial expression began to show understanding, "So you do know how to dance… you just don't want your crew to find out the soft heart you have for this girl."
"I don't 'ave a soft heart for this girl!" Jack growled, "I'm captain of the Black Pearl, after all… the last-"
"Real pirate threat in the Caribbean," Elizabeth rolled her eyes, "Yes, we all know."
"Then why is it ye want me to risk me reputation by dancin' with Isabelle?"
"One, it won't wreck any reputation you have with your crew, because all of your crew members already know that you have very high interests for this girl by the way you have been acting differently since she's arrived onboard. And secondly, would you really allow yourself to be that low in choosing to be the person you think you should be rather than the person you know you really are and want to be by simply not continuing to build upon whatever it is that you and Isabelle now possess as a friendship with each other?"
"I'm simply not goin' to dance with her, that's all!" Jack exclaimed signaling for someone else to take over the wheel as he began to walk away, "It's just some bloody dancin'!"
"Wait!" Elizabeth called as she followed Jack down to the main deck and then below, "I thought you knew how to dance!"
Jack whirled around, bringing Elizabeth to an abrupt halt, "I do know 'ow to dance, but m'lady on deck wants to dance one of those proper dances ye people do at your fancy parties, like a waltz or somethin'."
"And?"
"And I'm a pirate… the kind of dancin' I know is not the kind that she wants nor deserves."
"So why not learn a new kind of dancing?"
"You'd teach me?" Jack whispered after a moment of thought.
"Yes, if you're interested," Elizabeth replied in a whisper.
"I be interested, as long as we keep this a secret," Jack continued to whisper, his eyes shifting left and right.
"Of course, Jack," Elizabeth rolled her eyes, knowing everyone was bound to find out one way or another anyway, "Whatever you say."