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Chapter 18
It ain't the Pearl
"What is that?" Captain Sparrow looked at the pink dragon like thing floating towards him.
"It's a boat." "Where's the keel, the hole, the deck, and the sails?" Charlie was not used to ship terminology. Jack went over to touch it.
Charlie was hoping for a better response from this Captain. "It floats." The littlest Bucket was rather fond of the boat.
"I'd say that was it's only redeeming quality." Jack gingerly stepped into it, and Charlie followed. All the Ommpa Loompa's looked at him.
"What are you staring at?" They laughed amongst themselves. "What's so funny?" Jack looked at himself, he looked rather good in his opinion, or as good as he could look, considering the circumstances.
As Jack sat there, he felt the chocolate sway the boat, and he smiled. The Pearl, his freedom. He wasn't with her, and he didn't know if he would ever be again. And for one of the few times in his life, the comical pirate Captain was somber.
Charlie Bucket looked at this man whom he had only moments ago disliked. His young heart was filled with sadness. However much of an imposition he was, he did not deserve to be so sad.
"Do you not like the boat Captain?" Captain Sparrow halfway smiled, "It was a nice gesture boy, but it is nothing like my ship."
"Do you know what a ship is?" Charlie did not know how to answer that so he shook his head. "It's freedom." Jack sighed and placed his chin in his hands.
Charlie had to do something to make this man happier. He thought. And then, by George, he got it. The invention room, that always made him happy.
"Would you care to see some things Mr Wonka and I have been working on?" "Why not?" Charlie spoke to the Ommpa Loompa in charge, and the boat began to move.
Captain Sparrow liked this thing better in motion. But the ride was all too short, for in less than one minute they were in front of the Inventing Room.
Charlie cautiously opened the door and motioned for Jack to follow. Captain Sparrow's eyes widened at the sight.
Everything around him was colorful, and nothing like he had ever seen before. Charlie was very proud of this room, and began telling the Captain everything that he and Mr Wonka had been working on.
"And these everlasting gobstoppers, you can suck them all the time and they never get any smaller. And this gum is an entire meal." Jack enjoyed watching the boy's zeal. It reminded him of Will and treasure, of any sort.
"...And this is some hair tonic Mr Wonka invented, for beatniks, you just take a little, and hair sprouts all over you." The pirate Captain smirked wildly. Only two words could describe what little Charlie was thinking at that moment, 'Oh (I know what your thinking, but this is innocent Charlie, not Captain Jack we're talking about) No.'
