Captain Jack Sparrow was making his way to the harbor, his hair
"groomed" and wearing a half-respectable outfit for this upcoming occasion
he had been required, or rather forced, to attend.
He hopped out of one of the lifeboats from the Black Pear, landing in the brush area away from attention. Crawling up the steep side, he managed to work his way to the top.
"Hello, Port Royal. Jack is back," Jack grinned.
Making his way towards what his mind called the palace, he managed to not run into any officials, but he wasn't full of luck. He had happened to smack into a cart that had just been driven right into his path.
"Yeah yeah yeah," Jack shrugged it off as the driver of the cart hopped out to complain. Goodness forbids, he hurt a damn grain. Jack would have picked the fight that the man was eager for, but all he needed was to get stuck in jail, leaving Will angry with him for being an idiot and missing the Christening of his child with Elizabeth. Which reminded him about a private matter he needed discussed. In fact, he was a bit embarrassed about it. (Yes, this is still the Captain Jack Sparrow that I love, lol) As he made his final steps up to the door, he smoothed back his hair and shook he out his jacket. Then he knocked on the door, only to be replied with a shakily opened door, and an old man peeking out, asking, "Who is it?"
'The attacks last time,' Jack told himself before answering. This man had obviously been talked into the job.
"I'm a friend of Will Turner, I'm supposed to be here for a party that he's having for his child," it occurred then to Jack that he didn't even know yet if it was a boy or a girl. 'Either way, it should look like Will. His father had strong genes,' Jack thought as he made his way into the room.
"Nice place, here," he commented to the retreating man.
"Yes, right away, sir," the butler replied to his employer.
"Alright, and when Mr. And Mrs. Ham.Jack!" Will trailed off, spotting his old comrad at the bottom of the stairs.
"The one and only," Jack said, giving an odd bow. "But you must remember, now. That's Captain Jack."
"Yes, I expect it is," Will grinned. "So you made it, excellent."
"Well, I was on my way over to this anyways. Nothing spectacular. So, this tyke of yours, what's its name?"
Will smiled a bit. "Well you see, he's a year old now, going to be two in a couple months. But we waited to legally make his name until you got here."
"And now I'm here," Jack gave an odd gesture.
"Yes, you are," Will nodded.
They sat, or stood, in an awkward silence, until finally Jack pointed out, "That was a hint that you could tell me the name now."
"Oh, yes. Well, we wanted to pass it by you first, to make sure you agreed with it," Will said, before taking a breath. "What do you think of Jack Turner?"
Jack, who obviously had been thinking up an answer from the beginning, replied, "Yes, um, well, personally, Jack's a better name than that, but if you want your kid to be called some sort of.did you say Jack Turner?"
"Yes I did, actually," Will looked at Jack with an unbelievable expression. "What do you think?"
"Nice strong, proper name. I like it," Jack nodded. "What do you say we celebrate with some rum, shall we?"
"Well, there is the naming ceremony that I've got to attend in two hours."
"Splendid, off we go, then," Jack dragged Will to the local bar. He set them up with a round before looking at Will. "Okay, no Will, boy, I need to talk to you about something."
"Alright, what is it?" Will asked.
"Well, it happened at a pub last year," Jack began. "My crew was getting ready to sail when another ship came up at the harbor. Off landed a bunch of new pirates, girls, well. They were women."
"Well, one of them came up to me, and we started talking and drinking and we.you know. Well, now she happens to be having a kid. Actually, she's had it and apparently she's told the crew some time passing that it's going to be my responsibility sometime soon and I don't know what to do," Jack put his head on his hands, miserable.
"Whoa," Was all Will could say. He took a drink, then told his friend, "Hey, Jack, I know that Elizabeth and I can't take care for another kid, but it shouldn't be that hard. Do you still have that woman that slapped you on board?"
"Yeah," Jack mumbled, not raising his head.
"Well, if I talked to Elizabeth, I'm sure we could send you along some things that a baby would need. Clothes, shoes, food.." Will began but was interrupted.
"Can't it just live on rum and the regular old meat like the rest of us?" Jack asked, finally looking up.
"They don't have teeth and rum could kill it."
"Huh, I always thought rum was my salvation. Ain't that something," Jack shrugged.
"You didn't have any brothers and sisters, did you?" Will stated/asked the obvious.
"Well, no. Actually, I don't even remember my mother. Maybe I didn't have one."
"I'm kind of sure you did," Will laughed. "They're kind of necessary, I'm pretty sure your dad didn't have you.err, literally speaking."
"Couldn't that happen?" Jack asked blankly.
"You don't know much, do you?"
"Know more than some people!"
"Yeah, well, right now I know that we need to get going. I'm going to end up late," Will said, getting his coat and put down two sickles for his drink.
The two left the pub, and finally made it to the mansion.
"Where were you?" asked a nerve wracked Elizabeth from the hallway. She looked as though she had just come from a long pacing session.
"Oh, Jack just had to tell me something. You don't mind if I explain it to her, do you, Jack?" Will asked as Jack shook his head.
Will walked up to Elizabeth and slowly explained everything.
"He did what? Now he's gonna have a workload cut out for him. Let's hope it's a boy, I can't stand to imagine a girl growing up with him," Elizabeth hissed before giving Jack a charming smile. "Hello, Jack."
"Err. hi," was all he replied.
"So, I guess you'll be needing things. We've got some smaller clothes from when Jack, our baby Jack, was littler. I suppose that we could occasionally send more clothes. I hear that you have a woman on board who could take care of the baby. Well, the main thing the baby can have is milk and massed food."
"So I've heard."
"Well, later on, if you pass by, you could stop by and show the child to us," she said.
"I guess I could do that," Jack nodded. "But it could be a while, years."
"I expected as much," Will grinned. "You're never around to much. What have you been up to?"
Jack started to reply, but was cut off by Elizabeth, "That can wait till later. Right now, we've got a ceremony to attend. Little Jack is with Sarah in the nursery at the moment. We have to go and get him. You don't mind waiting here, do you, Jack? Or do you prefer to come?"
"You two lovebirds go and get your tyke. I'll wait here, used to waiting."
""The longest he waited being sober was an hour, two tops," Elizabeth whispered to Will who stifled a laugh and grinned in its place.
He hopped out of one of the lifeboats from the Black Pear, landing in the brush area away from attention. Crawling up the steep side, he managed to work his way to the top.
"Hello, Port Royal. Jack is back," Jack grinned.
Making his way towards what his mind called the palace, he managed to not run into any officials, but he wasn't full of luck. He had happened to smack into a cart that had just been driven right into his path.
"Yeah yeah yeah," Jack shrugged it off as the driver of the cart hopped out to complain. Goodness forbids, he hurt a damn grain. Jack would have picked the fight that the man was eager for, but all he needed was to get stuck in jail, leaving Will angry with him for being an idiot and missing the Christening of his child with Elizabeth. Which reminded him about a private matter he needed discussed. In fact, he was a bit embarrassed about it. (Yes, this is still the Captain Jack Sparrow that I love, lol) As he made his final steps up to the door, he smoothed back his hair and shook he out his jacket. Then he knocked on the door, only to be replied with a shakily opened door, and an old man peeking out, asking, "Who is it?"
'The attacks last time,' Jack told himself before answering. This man had obviously been talked into the job.
"I'm a friend of Will Turner, I'm supposed to be here for a party that he's having for his child," it occurred then to Jack that he didn't even know yet if it was a boy or a girl. 'Either way, it should look like Will. His father had strong genes,' Jack thought as he made his way into the room.
"Nice place, here," he commented to the retreating man.
"Yes, right away, sir," the butler replied to his employer.
"Alright, and when Mr. And Mrs. Ham.Jack!" Will trailed off, spotting his old comrad at the bottom of the stairs.
"The one and only," Jack said, giving an odd bow. "But you must remember, now. That's Captain Jack."
"Yes, I expect it is," Will grinned. "So you made it, excellent."
"Well, I was on my way over to this anyways. Nothing spectacular. So, this tyke of yours, what's its name?"
Will smiled a bit. "Well you see, he's a year old now, going to be two in a couple months. But we waited to legally make his name until you got here."
"And now I'm here," Jack gave an odd gesture.
"Yes, you are," Will nodded.
They sat, or stood, in an awkward silence, until finally Jack pointed out, "That was a hint that you could tell me the name now."
"Oh, yes. Well, we wanted to pass it by you first, to make sure you agreed with it," Will said, before taking a breath. "What do you think of Jack Turner?"
Jack, who obviously had been thinking up an answer from the beginning, replied, "Yes, um, well, personally, Jack's a better name than that, but if you want your kid to be called some sort of.did you say Jack Turner?"
"Yes I did, actually," Will looked at Jack with an unbelievable expression. "What do you think?"
"Nice strong, proper name. I like it," Jack nodded. "What do you say we celebrate with some rum, shall we?"
"Well, there is the naming ceremony that I've got to attend in two hours."
"Splendid, off we go, then," Jack dragged Will to the local bar. He set them up with a round before looking at Will. "Okay, no Will, boy, I need to talk to you about something."
"Alright, what is it?" Will asked.
"Well, it happened at a pub last year," Jack began. "My crew was getting ready to sail when another ship came up at the harbor. Off landed a bunch of new pirates, girls, well. They were women."
"Well, one of them came up to me, and we started talking and drinking and we.you know. Well, now she happens to be having a kid. Actually, she's had it and apparently she's told the crew some time passing that it's going to be my responsibility sometime soon and I don't know what to do," Jack put his head on his hands, miserable.
"Whoa," Was all Will could say. He took a drink, then told his friend, "Hey, Jack, I know that Elizabeth and I can't take care for another kid, but it shouldn't be that hard. Do you still have that woman that slapped you on board?"
"Yeah," Jack mumbled, not raising his head.
"Well, if I talked to Elizabeth, I'm sure we could send you along some things that a baby would need. Clothes, shoes, food.." Will began but was interrupted.
"Can't it just live on rum and the regular old meat like the rest of us?" Jack asked, finally looking up.
"They don't have teeth and rum could kill it."
"Huh, I always thought rum was my salvation. Ain't that something," Jack shrugged.
"You didn't have any brothers and sisters, did you?" Will stated/asked the obvious.
"Well, no. Actually, I don't even remember my mother. Maybe I didn't have one."
"I'm kind of sure you did," Will laughed. "They're kind of necessary, I'm pretty sure your dad didn't have you.err, literally speaking."
"Couldn't that happen?" Jack asked blankly.
"You don't know much, do you?"
"Know more than some people!"
"Yeah, well, right now I know that we need to get going. I'm going to end up late," Will said, getting his coat and put down two sickles for his drink.
The two left the pub, and finally made it to the mansion.
"Where were you?" asked a nerve wracked Elizabeth from the hallway. She looked as though she had just come from a long pacing session.
"Oh, Jack just had to tell me something. You don't mind if I explain it to her, do you, Jack?" Will asked as Jack shook his head.
Will walked up to Elizabeth and slowly explained everything.
"He did what? Now he's gonna have a workload cut out for him. Let's hope it's a boy, I can't stand to imagine a girl growing up with him," Elizabeth hissed before giving Jack a charming smile. "Hello, Jack."
"Err. hi," was all he replied.
"So, I guess you'll be needing things. We've got some smaller clothes from when Jack, our baby Jack, was littler. I suppose that we could occasionally send more clothes. I hear that you have a woman on board who could take care of the baby. Well, the main thing the baby can have is milk and massed food."
"So I've heard."
"Well, later on, if you pass by, you could stop by and show the child to us," she said.
"I guess I could do that," Jack nodded. "But it could be a while, years."
"I expected as much," Will grinned. "You're never around to much. What have you been up to?"
Jack started to reply, but was cut off by Elizabeth, "That can wait till later. Right now, we've got a ceremony to attend. Little Jack is with Sarah in the nursery at the moment. We have to go and get him. You don't mind waiting here, do you, Jack? Or do you prefer to come?"
"You two lovebirds go and get your tyke. I'll wait here, used to waiting."
""The longest he waited being sober was an hour, two tops," Elizabeth whispered to Will who stifled a laugh and grinned in its place.