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Only five more chapters to go. Thanks to all of those who have read this little tale. The last five chapters are not nearly as fuuny, and for that I'm sorry. If you want to quit reading I completely understand. I tried to add humor where I could, but I thought that by now, the Pirate and the Candy Maker would have somewhat accepted their fate, and dealt with it accordingly. Thanks again to all my wonderful reviewers. And now, the beginning of the end.

Chapter 20

Of Hair and Pirates

"Well, Mr Wonka has not got the mixture exactly right." Charlie hoped to dissuade this man from using the tonic.

"What do you mean boy?" "Well, it goes a bit overboard. He tried it on an Oompa Loompa and he is completely covered in hair." "That's the look I was going for."

Jack walked over to where Charlie was standing and took the smallest swig of the concoction. It tasted of buttered rum, Captain Sparrow thought there might be some hope for this Wonka fellow after all.

Charlie stared at the change that was rapidly overcoming his friend. The light brown hair on his friends' hair grew long, and on his face there was a beard and a moustache. Surprisingly, the tonic did not have the same effect on Jack as it did the unfortunate Oompa Loompa.

Jack stroked his face and liked what he felt, than he ran his fingers through his hair and pushed it away from his face, and for the first time in many hours, Captain Sparrow felt like Captain Sparrow again.

"I think that did the trick lad. Thanks." Charlie sighed at the appearance of his friend. "Mr Wonka will not like this one bit." "He looks much better now." "I don't think that will be much consolation."

Charlie sat on the floor and placed his head between the palms of his hands. Jack plopped down next to him, cross-legged. He placed a well manicured hand on Charlie's shoulder.

"I don't know why this happened boy. But I think there is a reason for everything. Can't leave too much to chance you know."

"Do you think you will be changed back?" "I hope so." Jack thought about what this man could have done to his body. The thought scared him half to death. Yes, Captain Jack Sparrow could face skeletal pirates, Navy ships, Commodore Norrington, and many blows to his face. But he could not stand the thought of being girly.

Oh well, there was nothing he could do about it now. Besides he had a sad lad on his hands. A lad that had indeed been very helpful, if not a tad annoying. He tried to make the best of a bad situation.

"You want to show me around some more?" Charlie lifted his eyes to meet Jack's. "Sure." "Do you mind if we stop by my, Mr Wonka's room on the way?" "Of course."

Charlie and Jack went back out to the boat, and towards the elevator. Once they stepped on sugary land again, Mr and Mrs Bucket were there to greet them.

Mrs Bucket gave a little shriek. "It's okay, mom. We tried out the hair tonic." "Oh. What will Mr Wonka think?" "He'll think he can finally get a girl luv." He bent close to her, "Which is a fine goal to be sure, considering the only woman here above two feet is taken." He backed away to see the effect he had on a very married Mrs Bucket.

Mrs Bucket was not accustomed to having Mr Wonka, or any man for that matter flirt with her. So she did what any woman in Tortuga would do, she slapped him.

"I didn't deserve that." "Dear?" Mr Bucket looked at his wife with a smile dancing in his eyes. He felt if anyone deserved to be in pain it was one Captain Jack Sparrow.

Little Charlie didn't know what to think. He wondered why his parents were there in the first place. "Did you need something?"

"Yes, Charlie, it is your bed time." "Can I show Captain Sparrow to his room?" "Of course dear, then come right back." Mrs Bucket kissed the top of her sons' head, glared at Captain Jack and walked inside her little home with her husband right beside her.

"I didn't realize it was getting so late." Charlie said, pressing the button to open the elevator. "Nor did I." "I can give you the whole tour tomorrow if you like." "That'd be fine boy."

Jack was over the fact he was not himself anymore. He didn't know if he would ever be himself again. He would have to learn to live the life of a candy maker. He did have power, and loads of money. Even the Isle de Muetra could not compare to his wealth. But Jack did not have his love, his life, his freedom.

"Here we are." Jack left his thoughts and turned his attention to Charlie. He stepped out and opened the door to his room. Then Charlie Bucket did something he had always wanted to do to Mr Willy Wonka, he hugged him. Captain Sparrow patted the boy's back. Charlie backed away, "Good night Captain Sparrow." "Good night boy."