AN/ Wow, I am so sorry! I really got sidetracked from this story. Lots of new games, and tons of hours at work, and now I'm working at video games ect. so Iam workingpart time there and on my days off at the nursing home. Wow, I'm really busy. Anyways, I have finally gotten back into the swing of things with this story. And just so you know I am going to start a new story about ffvii also featuring me and sella! I'll let you know the title when it comes out. Okies, FINALLY back to the story. And I just realized that the trip from Tortuga to Port Royal should have been much longer, so I'm going to pretend we weren't even in Tortuga since I don't think I mentioned it. It was somewhere closer to Port Royale, that work for everyone? Good.
Ann's pov
Chaos. Utter chaos. I love blurting out stupid things and I was known for my Gollum impression back in high school. But I think this time I should have held back a bit. Not only did I now have Will and more importantly JACK afraid of me, but all that running and dancing really flared up my shot wound. So there I was, laying in the captain's quarter's, crying in pain. Yes crying. It takes a lot for me to cry. I have fallen and hit my shin on a brick that took a peice of bone out of my shin and didn't cry. Two car accidents and I didn't cry. Though I guess getting shot is a bit different. So anyways! There I was, in JACK's bed, crying my eyes out from the buring ripping pain in my side. So not how I envisioned myself sailing with the infimous captian.
It was a good two hours before i could finally get up and move around without my side hurting too much, and it was just then that Jack walked in. "How ye feelin luv?" (i giggled. yes me.. i giggled). After noting the funny look Jack gave me I answered. "Much better, thank you captain." He nodded and walked back outside, where i gladly followed.
It was a rather long journey to Tortuga filled with naps and random shouts of... god knows what. I think Jack and Will finally got annoyed with me and banished Sella and I to the kitchen (if you can call it that) to cook them something for supper. Little do they know that the best I can cook comes from a blue box from Kraft. Yes ladies and gents, mac and cheese.
"Any idea what to make?" Sella asked me.
"Not unless they have a slow cooker." I said. I forgot to mention that I make a mean pot roast. Well, they did have potatoes and onions, so I made it my job to peel and slice to make some fried potatoes. Just throw em in a skillet, add onion and pepper and you've got yourself a good side dish. My grandma showed me that one. After about an hour of that and Rose frying up some salted pork, we threw it together and had our own version of a pot roast. We portioned it out onto four plates, three large and one a little smaller. I eat, a lot. Always have. Lucky for me I have a fast metabolism so I don't gain weight, and I work out, so I'm okay. Rosella is like that too, except she doesn't eat much. We made our way on deck and handed out the food which Will and Jack gladly ate.
Later on we made port in Tortuga. And might I say this place was much worse than where i first woke up. My instincts kicked in and I clung to Jack's arm, not wanting a repeat. "You sure you've never been to Tortuga?" Jack asked me and Sella. "We're sure." We said in unison. I love when we do that. We made our way through town, Sella and I taking notes. Most of the places were taverns, and most of the people were too drunk to walk. It kind of reminded me of home.. sort of. We weaved through drunks sleeping on the dirt street, and grabbed four buckets of water. One for each of us. That's when we found Gibbs, sleeping with the pigs. And my GOD did it STINK! Jack through his bucket and Gibbs jerked awake.
"Why Jack. Don't ya know it's bad luck to wake a man who's sleeping?" Gibbs asked. I mouthed the words to Jacks little speech. "Ahh, but I know a counter. The man who does the waking buys the man who was sleeping a drink. The man who was sleeping drinks it, while listening to a proposition from the man who does the waking." Gibbs thought for minute than "Aye, that'l do it." Jack helped Gibbs up and Will tossed his bucket of water. "Blast I'm already awake!" Gibbs yelled. "That was for the smell." We all nodded at him and he finally agreed.
Jack and Will turned to us and Sella and I proceeded to toss our buckets of water on our respective crushes. "What was that for!" Jack yelled. "The smell." Sella and I said together, shrugged and began skipping away. Of course, then we realized we didn't know where we were going, so waited for a wet Jack to take the lead. This was turning out to be an interesting adventure indeed.
The events in the tavern went as follows. Jack and Gibbs get rum. Will takes watch. Jack and Gibbs sit to talk. Sella and I get rum. Sella and I find table to sit at, and drink rum. Will gets hit on by ugly fat whore, Sella gets jealous of said ugly fat whore. I laugh at jealous Sella. I see Jack eyeing skinny, pretty whore. I get jealous. Sella laughs at my expense. I decide to try experiment. I hold up candle and spit rum at it. I watch table catch fire. Sella finds water to throw on table, then yells at me for being stupid. I laugh at her and say I'd always wanted to try that. Jack and Will laugh because everyone in tavern was now staring at me. I sit back down and place candle back on table.
Needless to say, it was interesting. I think a couple people even clapped at my little firebreathing show. Jack and Gibbs finally finished as Sella and I finished off our tankards (thats a fun word) of rum.
"Well, lets put up at the inn for tonight." Jack said. I immdiatly spoke up. "No, no, no. I am staying on the ship. I refuse to stay in a town after what happened last time." Sella then put in her two cents. "Well I am NOT spending any more nights on that rickety ship than I have to!" The guys heads went back and forth like a tennis match as Sella and I fought about where to sleep. Finally Jack cut in. "FINE! Ann and I will stay on the ship, Will you stay with Sella at the inn. Settled!" We all nodded and headed to our respective sleeping quarters. Then a thought dawned on me. Me and Jack, alone on the ship. All night.. hee hee, things are looking up.