-1A/N: Wowzer! I got 2 reviews for this story! I so didn't think I would even get one. Well, this chapter is for SenshiAlchemist, who was not only my first reviewer (oh, how I love the people who are first to review!), but also gave me the idea for this chapter. Mucho luv! Also, thank you to scan, my second reviewer (I love you no less than the first reviewer, I promise).

Well, I was bored so I decided to write another chapter for all the comedy fans out there. (Yes, I know I'm not funny…)

The Black Pearl docked at the… well, at the dock in Port Royal. Captain Jack Sparrow turned to his crew.

"You guys stay here. I won't be long." he told them authoritatively. With that he jumped down to the deck where a small 'welcoming' party awaited him.

Commodore Norrington stepped forward. When he spoke, it was only so that Jack could hear. "You're not suppose to be here!"

Jack stared at him. "But the rum! The rum is gone!"

"What!" Norrington glared at him furiously. "I give you one simple job! Protect the rum!"

"Well, apparently, some black guy and a hairy girl stole it."

Suddenly, a petite girl appeared beside Jack. She had freckled porcelain skin and long, curly-frizzy brown-black hair that was pulled back into a messy bun. She was dressed in black cotton breeches that were so wide they appeared to be skirts. Her green cotton shirt had short sleeves, showing her pale freckled arms. Her garments were wore, but well cared for. Not a speck of dirt nor a stain would ever dare to appear on her clothes. She looked to be about 16 years old. She was the perfect mixture of disarray and wisdom. Her name was Darla.

"No Jack! It was a hairy man and a skinny girl! Get it right." The girl said, hands on her hips, glaring at the drunken captain. Norrington's eyebrows collided as he stared at the girl.

"Who is this?" he asked, also glaring at the drunken man before him.

"Ah, that would be Darla. She's… er… Well, we don't know exactly who she is. She just kind of appeared on the ship about a month ago. She tells good stories, so we kept her around. Got a memory like an elephant, she does."

"Well, actually-" Darla started to say before Jack clapped a hand over her mouth. He grinned innocently at Norrington, who just stared at the girl.

"Full of useless facts as well."

"Indeed."

"Look, I know I'm not suppose to be here, but I just need to speak to Will and Elizabeth."

Norrington sighed and rubbed his temples. So much for hoping this would be an easy shift. "Fine. You have until nightfall to be out of the city."

Jack nodded and clasped his hands together and, with a bow, walked jauntily passed the guardsmen.

Darla sighed. "That man needs help."

Norrington looked at the girl and smirked. "And I suppose you're the one to give it to him?"

Darla looked at Norrington, two dark eyebrows almost hidden by her long fringe. "Well, we certainly can't leave it up to you, now can we?" she replied, smirking.

Norrington had just opened his mouth to reply when Jack rushed up.

"Sorry, forgot about her! Ta!" This time when he rushed off, he had Darla in tow.

Norrington sighed. "I want half the men to follow me to complete our rounds. The other half will stay here. No one is to leave the ship. If Mr. Sparrow isn't back by nightfall, send one man to me. We'll make sure he's found…"

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Meanwhile…

"Bloody hell, Jack! Why did you grab me so hard! I shall get bruises if you don't stop squeezing me so hard." Jack loosed the pressure on her arm, just barely. Agitated, Darla stopped in the middle of the street, refusing to move.

Also agitated, Jack turned to the young girl. "What is it?"

"Let go of me or I'll not move!"

Rolling his eyes, Jack complied. "There, happy?"

Darla smiled sweetly up at him. "Quite." With that, she started off down the street, leaving an grumbling Jack to follow her.

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The Tuner Mansion, ten minutes later…

"UNCLE JACK!" Twin girls came hurtling out of the house and collided with Jack's legs.

"Ah, my girls! How have you been? Have you been giving your mummy and daddy a hard time?" Jack said, detaching each three year old girl from his leg and bending down to their level. They threw their arms around his neck. He hugged them back.

Alexis and Alexandra Turner were the three year old twin children of Elizabeth and William Turner. Alexis was the splitting image of her mother and Alexandra shared many of Will's features. Their 'Uncle Jack' spoiled them rotten (as a good uncle should).

They let go of Jack's neck. "We've missed you! You've been gone so long!" They leaned in close and whispered in his ear. "We've been giving Mummy and Daddy a hard time just like you said. Do we get our presents?"

Jack frowned. "What makes you think I've brought you a present?" The girls' faces fell. "Well, I believe I have something in my bag for two young pirates. Do you know where I might find them?"

The girls' faces lit up. "We're pirates, we're pirates!" they shouted, jumping up and down. Jack grinned. "That's my girls." He then pulled out two boxes from his bag and handed them two the girls. It was then he noticed Elizabeth and Will standing in the doorway.

"Run along and open them later." He whispered to the girls. They nodded happily and noticed Darla standing by Jack.

"Who's she?" they asked.

"Ah, that's Darla." He leaned closer to the girls. "I think she has candy." he whispered. The girls' eyes lit up and they ran to Darla, asking for sweets. Darla glared at him.

'I only have rum-filled treats!' she mouthed to the idiot captain. His eyes lit up when she mentioned rum but he was distracted by Will clapping him on the shoulder.

"How have you been, old man?" Will asked, grinning. Jack narrowed his eyes.

"I'm not that old!"

"What ever you say, captain." Elizabeth replied as she came to her husbands side, grinning.

"What can we do you for?" Will asked, noticing the look on Jack's face.

"The rum… The rum is gone!"

"Well, of course it's gone! I blew it up, remember?" Elizabeth said, staring at Jack as if he had gone mental.

"No, no, not that rum! Ah, never mind, I can't tear ye away from yer home to go looking for my stolen rum. I just wanted to drop in and say hi and see the girls. Well, I'm off on another adventure! This time to find my bloody rum…" With a smile and a salute, he turned from the young couple and called the girls over to him.

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The Black Pearl, twenty minutes later…

"I seem to recall something about rum-filled treats?" Jack asked, looking out over the rail of HIS ship. The girl beside him rolled her eyes and dug into her pocket, producing two large hunks of rum-filled-chocolate. The captain grinned and took the candy.

A/N: Wow, I even got over a 1,000 words on this one!