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Chapter 10

The Captain's New Clothes

Jack's plan was to get rid of Charlie. He planned to go into the clothing store, pick up a few things he needed, slip out the back entrance, and find some women and rum. If there was no back entrance, he had an alternate plan. He was of course, none other than Captain Jack Sparrow.

Little Charlie Bucket took another look at the Captain and sighed. He really missed Mr Wonka. How was he going to get him back?

They parked the elevator to the side of the shop. Charlie got out first and looked around. He was very relieved to see there were no people.

He cautiously led the way to the front of the shop, and stopped in front of the door. Jack swayed up beside him, "What are you waiting for boy, open the door." Charlie shook his head and did so, this man was becoming increasingly more annoying.

Jack swayed in and was followed by Charlie. "Good afternoon Charlie. How is your family?" "Good afternoon Mr Green, they are fine thank you." "Who is your friend?"

Mr Green, or Bart, was the owner of the men's clothing store. He was a jolly old man, friendly, and always kind.

"This is Mr Wonka." "Mr Wonka, of course." Mr Green knew exactly who the man with the abnormal haircut was, he just wanted to be formally introduced. He extended his hand.

Jack took it and shook it in piratey fashion. He had to keep himself from saying 'Agreed.' "I need some new clothes mate, do you think you could help?"

"I think I might have something here. What exactly were you looking for?" "Well, something" Jack had a very hard time coming up with the right words to describe the look he was going for.

"Loose, and roguish." "Roguish?" "Yeah." Jack was very pleased with himself for coming up with such a fitting word. "Define roguish."

"You're the shop owner mate, you figure it out." "Please excuse his temper, Mr Green, he is not himself today." Charlie whispered in the direction of Mr Green. He nodded and looked at Jack.

"Would you like to look for yourself?" Jack half smiled and made his way through the rows of clothes, looking for a back door all the while.

Charlie started noticing a crowd forming and the people were peering and pointing in the windows. He knew this was not going to be good.

He walked over to where Jack was looking at a white shirt. "Captain Sparrow, If we want to go back to the factory in one piece, I suggest we leave now." Jack had not found his back way yet.

"You go on ahead boy, I'll meet you at that contraption, savvy" "I do not think that would be the best idea." "Are you always going to question me?" "You haven't any money." "I don't have a tab?"

"Mate?" Mr Green looked at Jack, "Yes Sir?" "Can I pay for these later?" "Of course, I know you are more than good for it." "Thanks very much."

"See lad, now you go on ahead like a good boy, and I'll meet you there." Charlie had this really bad feeling, "But Captain, the crowd." He pointed his finger towards the window. "Go boy."

Charlie slowly did as he was told. He tried to persuade the people outside that the man inside was not Mr. Wonka. That did not go so well. The littlest Bucket made his way to the elevator.

Jack picked out a pair of tan pants, grabbed the shirt, and made his way towards Mr Green. "You have a back way out of here? Want to avoid the crowd you know." He inclined his head towards the window.

"Yes, I do. Go behind that screen and you will see a half door. You will have to crawl, but you can get out." "Thank you mate." Jack smiled his now perfect smile and went behind the screen.

Captain Sparrow quickly changed his clothes, and went out through the half door. He breathed in the foggy air and coughed. Once his fit was over, he relished in the fact he was free.