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 23
Good Evening
Jack spent the next and the following days after it with Isabelle at the secluded beach. He thought once or twice about showing her the pirate town, but memories of the last time he was there – getting slapped in the face and all – made him decide against doing so. After spending a great deal of the day with the maiden, wading in the water and then reading a book by the fire on the shore, Jack continued to progress in his dance lessons.
…..
"There ye are!" Gibbs exhaled, slowing down his pace as he reached Jack and Isabelle sitting together under a few palm trees.
"Somethin' the matter?" Jack inquired his first mate.
"Nothin' captain," Gibbs answered, "Just that the Pearl is ready to make weigh."
"Good," Jack replied to Gibbs, then turning towards Isabelle said, "Well, m'lady, time to return to the Pearl.
…..
"Did we have a pleasant afternoon at the beach?" Elizabeth asked Jack and Isabelle as they boarded the Pearl followed by Gibbs.
"Perhaps," Jack smirked
Elizabeth smirked back, "Well, in any case I have a surprise for Isabelle. Care to join me, Isabelle?"
"I'd be glad to," Isabelle smiled, "And what surprise am I about to receive?"
"You'll see," Elizabeth giggled, "Now come on, we've only got a couple of hours until dinner!"
Jack watched both girls run down the stairs below deck excitedly, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
"Captain," Gibbs broke Jack's thoughts, "best ye head on down to your cabin, Will be waitin' for ye."
"Well, tell him I'll be down in a few minutes, I have a ship t' sail."
"Actually, Jack," Gibbs gave a light laugh and put his hand on his captain's shoulder, "You're to report to Will immediately. Anamaria is takin' care o' the Pearl. We be headin' to Isle de Muerta."
"Report to Will? Am I not captain of me own ship?" Jack asked surprised, "And hows Anamaria goin' to get us to the Isle de Muerta when she doesn't have me compass?"
"Will needs ye right now, captain…" Gibbs paused for a moment, "As for Anamaria, I guess we be needin' your compass."
"Why did the crew choose to go back to that island?"
"We ran out of booty to spend, captain."
"Fair enough," Jack sighed before handing the compass to Gibbs, "Just make sure I get that back!"
"Aye. Now go see what Will is up to."
…..
"Alright, Will, what do ye-" Jack stopped in mid-sentence as he saw a new wardrobe lying on his bed upon entering his cabin.
"What's goin' on?" Jack said, not changing his gaze from the wardrobe to the blacksmith.
"Nothing, Jack," Will tried to smile, "Just a small gesture from Elizabeth and I…"
"And the crew?" Jack finished for him.
"Yes, in a small way."
"For what purpose, may I ask, am I to wear this?" Jack asked, holding up a white shirt, very similar to the one he was presently wearing.
"For dinner," Will answered, "tonight."
"Would me crew be tryin' to play some sort of trick on me?"
"No, Jack, no trick. We simply set up a dinner for you and Isabelle."
"That's it?"
"Yes, that's it, Jack."
"Well then, I guess these clothes ain't all that bad," Jack said, looking down at what laid on his bed: a black tri-corner hat, white shirt, gray vest, black sash, black pants, and black boots.
"They're nearly the same as what you've got on, just new and much cleaner," Will commented as he rocked back and forth on his feet, hands behind his back.
"Fine," Jack said in defeat, "But ye owe me, mate!"
Will smiled at this and left the pirate captain to himself.
…..
"Jack!" Will whispered harshly at the doors of Sparrow's cabin, "Are you ready yet?"
Swiftly the doors opened up revealing Jack, "I think so."
"You're not sure?" Will asked entering the cabin as Jack walked away.
"Well, just look at me, man!"
"That's because we need to do something with your hair!" Elizabeth snapped upon entering the captain's quarters, shutting the doors behind her.
"Me hair!" Jack cried out in worry, "What do ye plan on doin' to me hair!"
"Well, first it needs to pulled away from your face!" Elizabeth said searching about Jack's cabin.
"What are you looking for, Elizabeth?" Will asked.
"A brush… or a comb… something!"
"Don't think you'll be findin' one in 'ere, love," Jack laughed.
"Will take this piece of cloth and tie back Jack's hair," Elizabeth commanded as she handed her husband a strip of fabric.
"Oh no ye don't!" Jack protested keeping away from Will.
"Oh, come off it, Jack," Will argued, "It's not like I'm cutting your hair off!"
"Not yet anyway," Elizabeth remarked.
"Not yet!" Jack cried out again.
"As soon as I find scissors I'm cutting those two ridiculous little braids off your chin!" Elizabeth stated as she dug through a drawer.
"Ye wouldn't!" Jack jumped away from her.
"Found them!" Elizabeth cheered, "And yes I will!"
"Will, please take control of your wife!" Jack pleaded as he hid behind the blacksmith.
"Will, move!" Elizabeth threatened.
"That's enough!" Will shouted, "How about we make a compromise, Jack if you tie your hair back and keep it that way for the rest of the evening Elizabeth won't cut off your braids, agreed?"
"But Will-" Elizabeth whined.
"No, Elizabeth," Will looked at her sternly, "We must be fair to Jack."
At hearing this Jack nodded and stuck his tongue out at Elizabeth.
"Fine!" Elizabeth surrendered slamming the scissors onto Jack's desk.
"So have we reached an agreement?" Will looked to the pirate behind him.
"Aye."
"Good, now take this and tie your-" Will began to instruct before being interrupted by heavy knocking from the cabin doors.
"Who is it?" Jack called out as he started tying his messy hair back.
"It's just me, captain," Gibbs replied from the other side.
"Yes?" Jack asked as he opened the door to his first mate.
"Your lady awaits, captain," Gibbs replied gesturing towards the staircase.
Jack quickly finished tying his hair back and put on his new tri-corner hat.
"We not eatin' in the galley?" he whispered to Gibbs.
"Nope, on deck, captain," Gibbs answered smiling, "And Miss Isabelle is waitin' for ye at the top o' those steps."
Jack suddenly felt a horrible shiver shoot up his spine.
"I don't think I can do this," Jack whispered to his friends.
"You care for the girl, do you not?" Will asked holding the pirate by the shoulders.
"More than anything," Jack shakily replied.
"Well then, what are you waiting for?" Elizabeth smiled softly before turning the pirate around and pushing him at the staircase.
After tripping onto the first two steps, Jack quickly regained his balance and began to ascend the stairs.
As he was about half-way up the staircase, his eyes caught a glittering sight. And as he continued to make his way to the top deck his eyes widened to take in the beauty before him. There at the top of the stairs, just as Gibbs told him, was Isabelle in a stunning yellow-gold ball gown. Her hair was partly pulled back in a gold clasp and she had beautiful dangling earrings that touched down to her bare shoulders. For the first in a very long time, Jack was speechless.
"Good evening, Captain Sparrow," Isabelle said sweetly as she dipped down into a low curtsey.
Jack stood dumbfounded for a long moment before giving a gentle bow, "Good evening, m'lady Isabelle."
The two then stood up and Jack took Isabelle's arm in his. "Good evening indeed," Jack thought to himself, "Good evening indeed."