Disclaimer: In this wonderful chapter, you get to meet the Rabid Chickens of Tortuga. This bit is sort of a dream that Jack has. Remember: It does not actually happen. It's only Jack's fantasy. The second half, you get to find out who wins the bet. So read, enjoy, have fun! Oh and I don't won anything.
The Rabid Chickens of Tortuga
"Here's your drink, Captain." The barmaid put a pint of rum on the table in front of Jack.
"Thanks missy."
"Anything else for the Captain?"
"No. I'm meeting someone here and I want to make sure that I'm not drunk." The barmaid nodded and turned around to leave. Jack took a drink of rum his and turned around in his chair and scanned the crowd looking for his guests.
"Where the bloody hell are they?" Jack brought the mug up to his lips and started to take a drink. He turned around back to his original position and saw two woman wearing black shirts, gloves, pants, and black masks. One of them had short hair about to the shoulders while the other one had wavy hair that slightly went past her shoulders, both blondes. Jack choked on his rum for a second in surprise of them appearing there, and hit his chest until his swallowed his rum.
"You ok?" asked the one with the wavy hair.
"Yes, yes. I'm fine. It's just that you appeared out of nowhere. How'd ya do that?"
"We have our ways, Captain Sparrow. Now let's get down to business," answered the shorthaired blonde.
"Of course, of course. May I ask what yer names are before we begin?"
"No harm in that. My name is Rose," said the wavy blonde.
"And I'm Lily. Now that that's settled, what did you want us to do Captain Sparrow?" asked Lily.
"You see there's this guy…"
"That you hate?" asked Rose.
"How'd ya know?"
"Happens all the time."
"Well he tried to go after this girl that I really like…"
"And you want to get revenge?"
"How does she do that?"
"Does it all the time. It's like a sixth sense of hers. And that's just about the most common reason we get to kill someone," said Lily.
"So, can ye do it?"
"That depends. How much are you offering?" Lily asked. Jack reached into his pocket and grabbed a small bag of money. He tossed it onto the table and made a large thunk when it hit the table.
"That should be enough." Rose grabbed the bag and poured some of it onto the table. The bag was full of gold coins and was enough for their services. Rose gave Lily a nod as she put the money into her pocket.
"We have a deal Captain Sparrow. Now what does this man that you want us to kill look like."
"He's tall, brown hair, these brown eyes that make you want to strangle him when you look into them, and he works at a jewelers."
"What's his name?" asked Rose.
"Harry."
"We shall dispose of this Harry person for you, Captain Sparrow. You have our word."
"May I ask how long this will take?"
"It'll be done soon enough. We will let you know when the deed has been done."
"I have one more question. What's with the masks?"
"We're the Rabid Chickens of Tortuga. We could be held guilty for countless murders. It's just so no one knows who we are."
"Ah. Well let me buy you two a drink, to show you my appreciation. Where did that barmaid go?" Jack turned around in his seat to look for the barmaid but she was nowhere in sight.
"Well it seems that she has run off somewhere so I'll just-" Jack turned around and saw that the two girls were gone and were nowhere to be seen. Right in front of him on the table was a small piece of paper with a note on it. He picked it up and started reading it.
Captain Sparrow,
Thank you for your offer. We can guarantee that the deed shall be done. You will be notified as soon as possible when it has been done.
-The Rabid Chickens of Tortgua
For a better tomorrow, today.
Jack read the note and folded it up and put it in his coat pocket. "That's interesting. How the bloody hell did they get away like that?"
Later with Harry…
Harry closed the door to the jewelers behind him and locked it with the key. He placed it back in his pocket and turned around to start on his way home. He noticed that he was the only one walking down the streets at the time, which was very odd since it was night and that is the busiest time in Tortuga. Figuring that there must be something going on at one of the local pubs and everyone was there, he continued walking. But it usually wouldn't attract this many people. He shrugged and decided to think nothing of it and kept making his way to his home without a worry.
Further down the street, he started to hear footsteps right behind him, like someone was following him. He turned around to see if anyone was following him, but didn't see anybody. Thinking that it was all in his head, he continued walking without any fear. Then he heard more footsteps behind him, this time sounding like it was two people. Harry froze for a moment and looked behind him seeing that there was still nobody behind him. Harry started to get a little paranoid he decided to walk faster. He walked in a much faster pace and never looked back to see who was following him. Once again, he heard footsteps behind him and quickly spun around. By this time, he was breathing very heavily and was starting to get afraid.
"Hello? Is anyone there?" No one answered. Harry gulped loudly to himself and decided to run the rest of the way home. He turned around to start running when he saw a rouge chicken running down the street with foam coming from it's mouth.
"What the hell?" It was too late. He heard someone shout some strange call from behind him and turned around to see a woman all dressed in black with short blonde hair.
"KONICHI WA!" The woman dressed in black popped out of nowhere from an alleyway and had an axe in her hand. She threw it as hard as she could and it hit right at Harry and hit right at the heart.
"NUMA NUMA!" Another woman also dressed in black with wavy hair jumped out from another alleyway and was holding a crossbow. She held it up with both arms to aim and shot the arrow right into the center of Harry's back. Harry screamed in pain and fell to his knees. He fell on his knees and looked up to see whom his attackers were. He was able to get one look at them before falling to the ground, dead. The attackers walked up to Harry's dead body and studied it to make sure their deed was done.
"He's dead," said Rose.
"He won't be going anywhere soon," said Lily.
"No, you think?"
"I was just saying. No need to get all kamikaze on me." She bent down to Harry's body pulled the axe out of his chest.
"That was very good aiming, you know."
"What are you talking about? I missed. I was aiming for his head."
"Got the feathers?"
"Always do." Lily took out a small bag from her pocket and opened it. Inside were a bunch a chicken feathers. She took one handful out and scattered them on top of Harry's body.
"There now everyone will know it was done by the Rabid Chickens of Tortuga," Lily said.
"You just watch Lily. One day we shall take over the world."
"But for now, we shall just have to live with killing people."
"Someday though, we will be rulers of the world."
"Yes. Someday."
"And I shall have an army of Furbies," said Rose.
"And I'll have a pet monkey," wished Lily. Both women ran away from the murder scene and disappeared into the night.
Jack's POV
"I'll be there in a second luv," Jack called out. He walked into his room and froze. The window was opened and was swaying in the wind.
"That's interesting." Jack walked across his room and closed the window. He looked around his room to make sure that nothing had been stolen from him. He walked around the room and inspected his bed and dresser and finally made his way to his desk. Everything seemed to be in place except for something on his desk. Right in the center was a small note on a scrap piece of paper. He picked it up and brought it close enough for him to read it.
Captain Sparrow,
The deed you had requested has been done. We thank you very much for your contribution. Spread the word around. Hope you got the girl.
-The Rabid Chickens of Tortuga
For a better tomorrow, today.
Jack nodded and smirked to himself. He opened a drawer to put the note and folded the note in half. "They actually did it. That eunuch finally got what he deserved."
"Who got what they deserved?" Jack looked up in his doorway and saw Amy standing there.
"Oh, nothing."
"What's that?" Jack looked down and saw he was still holding the note. He quickly shoved it in the back of the drawer and slammed it shut. With the sound of the drawer closing, he heard a scream come from close by
"JACK!" someone yelled in his ear. The pirate sat up quickly from his bed and let out a shriek.
"I didn't make them do it!" he yelled out.
"Didn't make them do what?" a female voice asked. Jack looked to his left and saw Amy standing there next to the bed.
"Wait-didn't you just come in?" he thought back to his dream.
"Um…no. I just came in. Have you been drinking?" she asked wondering about his strange behavior.
"You mean it was all a dream? The chickens, the killing, the rum?" Jack thought aloud trying to sort out things in his mind. It all seemed so real.
"Killing? Did you have another dream where you killed Harry?" Amy asked, partially scolding the pirate.
"No, no. I didn't kill him." He was telling the truth, just not all of it.
"Whatever, Jack. I think you need to cut back on those drinking contests. They make you act weirder than usual."
"But I always win at those!"
"I know you do, just hold back a bit alright?"
"Darling, you're taking the fun out of my night," he said with a frown. Amy rolled her eyes and pulled him off the bed.
"You'll have more fun with me anyways. Kyle told me that he found some more of my special vodka and I want to drink it. And he also said he got this new shipment of rum that's supposed to be one of the best there is."
"Well I just can't let that go to waste now can I?"
"You can try it. All you have to do is move one foot forward and do the same with the other foot and make your way towards the pub."
"I'm coming, I'm coming." Amy nodded and made her way down the hallway. Jack looked back at the drawer where he hid the note in his dream. Curiosity took the best of him and he rushed over to the desk to look inside and see if it was there. Lying on top of all the old papers was a small folded paper. The captain opened the note and read it.
Captain Sparrow,
The deed you had requested has been done. We thank you very much for your contribution. Spread the word around. Hope you got the girl.
-The Rabid Chickens of Tortuga
For a better tomorrow, today
Jack reread the note and even poked it a few times to make sure it was real. "Wait…I thought it was a dream."
"Jack hurry up!" Amy called from the deck.
"Coming!" He stuffed the note in his pocket and decided never to think about the incident again.
Two and a half months later
Over the months, both Jack and Amy tried to get each other to lose the bet. Both of them had come close it to many times, especially Jack, but both of them had too much pride and stubbornness in them and always backed out at the last second. Finally the two and a half months were over. It was the morning of the final day and both of them came out of their separate bedrooms, which Gibbs made sure of, and went into the galley to get breakfast. Neither one of them remembered that today was the last day.
"Morning." Amy said cheerfully to the crew. She took an apple, a fresh apple, from a bowl on the table and sat down at the head of the table. As soon as she sat down, Jack came walk through the door yawning.
"Well it seems like somebody is tired."
"It's yer bloody fault."
"Hey, you could have given up. It's not my fault." Jack grunted and sat down next to Amy.
"Captain, we should reach Port Thomas tomorrow," said Zack.
"Good to know. Making excellent time there." Amy took a bit of her apple and then had a puzzled look on her face.
"Weren't we supposed to get to Port Thomas on Saturday?" she asked Zack.
"Yes and we still will."
"So that means that today is Friday?"
"Well Friday is the day before Saturday." Amy gasped. She looked at Jack and he realized the same thing. Today was the last day of the bet. Both of them jumped out of their chairs and ran towards the door. Once they were in the hallway, Jack pushed Amy into the wall and ran ahead of her.
"You're going to pay for that!" Amy grunted and ran to catch up with him. She ran up the stairs, catching up with Jack, and ran onto the deck. If she didn't stop him somehow, he would get to the crow's nest first. She found a bucket lying on the ground and picked it up. Throwing it as hard as she could at Jack's feet, she made him fall flat onto his face giving her time to catch up. Amy started running ahead of him, laughing and pointing at him on the floor as she went by. Finally she got to the net to get up the crow's nest and started climbing up the net. Suddenly she felt Jack's arm around her waist and pulled her back down to the ground as he started climbing up.
"THAT'S NOT FAIR!"
"Pirate." Amy grunted and started climbing after Jack. He was already halfway there, but she was close behind him. She was not going to lose this bet. Then she remembered that she was still holding her apple. She stopped for a second and threw the apple as hard as she could at Jack's head. It hit in right in the square in the middle of his head and made him stop long enough for Amy to get ahead of him. Jack rubbed the back of his head and noticed that Amy was now ahead of him. He stopped concentrating on the pain in his head and started climbing back up again. He reached out his arm to grab Amy's foot, but missed. Instead, Amy's foot kicked his hat off his head and sent it flying to the ground.
"ME HAT!"
"You're not the only one that cheats!" Jack looked down at his hat and then back up at the crow's nest. He was not about to lose this bet and resumed climbing to the top leaving his hat on the ground. He climbed as fast as his body could take him to the top and finally made it. When he grabbed onto the floor to pull himself up, there was something right next to his hands. It was two boots. He looked up and sure enough those boots belong to non other than Amy Jones who was looking down smirking at him.
"Well, well, well. Look who reached the top first." Jack smiled innocently at Amy and took his hand away from her feet.
"Now, now. Isn't this just a silly bet? Why don't he forget this ever happened and go on with our lives?"
"Oh no Jack. We had a deal. Whoever got up to the crow's nest first on the last day was the winner. And that just happened to be me. Which means you're the loser."
"Fine. I lost. Ye win. It's settled. Now why don't we go back to the galley and have some breakfast?"
"Sure. And you'll be making my breakfast."
"What?"
"The loser made to be the winner's personal slave for the week and sleep on the floor remember? Too bad for you. It's been rather chilly lately."
"Yer not really going to make me be your slave for the next week are ye?"
"Of course I am. And don't tell me that you wouldn't make me your servant because I know you would."
"Well I at least would have been kind to ye."
"HA! You would have made me clean your cabin, bring you breakfast in bed, fix your every meal, and hand feed you. You would have made me do every single pointless little task you could think of! And don't think I'm going to let you off easy."
"I'm not going to like this, am I?"
"Welcome to day number one of hell Jack. And for breakfast today I think I would like French toast, with a cup of orange juice. Freshly squeezed."
"Ye except me to make fresh juice?"
"Yes and for dinner I think I would like-"
"AND DINNER!"
"For the whole crew. You get to be my personal cook for the next week. Aren't you just so lucky? And I'm really tired of reaching out to get the food at dinner. I think I'll need a waiter, and I'm sure the crew would like on too. You're going to have the dress the part."
"Are ye trying to torture me?"
"Yes. I may never get this chance again and I'm letting it go to waste. Now be a good slave and help me down from here." Jack grunted but helped Amy down the net and onto the deck floor.
"HEY GUYS! HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO HAVE A WAITER AT DINNER TO TONIGHT?"
"YES!" the crew shouted back.
"WELL YOU'RE GOING TO GET ONE AND DON'T WORRY ABOUT THE COOKING EITHER! I'VE GOT IT ALL TAKEN CARE OF!" The crew yelled in joy and went back to their work. Amy laughed and turned to look at Jack. He had his eyes narrowed at Amy and didn't look happy. Amy smiled at him and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"I love you Jack," she said trying to comfort him. She pulled herself closer to him and kissed him. She broke the kiss to see how Jack would react.
"You still love me right Jack?"
"I suppose..." She slightly frowned but then put a smile back on her face when she realized something that Jack would love to hear. She started caressing his face with the tips of her fingers and put on a seductive smile.
"You know…the bet is over. We don't have to worry about anything getting in the way anymore." Jack got the hint and his frown was replaced by a very playful grin. He grabbed Amy's hand and starting pulling her towards the stairs to go below deck. Amy laughed but then pulled her hand away from Jack and smiled at him.
"Later Jack. You must go through day number one of hell first. And then if you don't fuss, things might get a little easier for you. Right now I want my breakfast, made by you."
"Now I don't want to kill ye because I can't cook."
"It's ok if you can't cook. Just watching you trying to cook will be rewarding enough for me."
"Yer going to love this, aren't ye?"
"Oh yeah. Don't worry, I feel your luck will be changing soon."
"Not soon enough."
And this story is now complete. And yes, Harry is still alive. To Jack it was all a dream. I made him find the note just because I felt like it. And Amy won the bet. I think overall it's a very nice ending, though not as much as Jack seeing as he has to be a slave for a week. Anyways, yes there is a sequel. It's called 'Love is an Adventure'. I'll be posting it on July 7th, so after you see Dead Man's Chest, you can come back and read my story! I've had a lovely time posting this story again. Your reviews made it a pleasant journey. I'm sort of sad to see that it's over. Again. But at least I still have the sequel to work on! And a special thanks to the wonderful and fantastic Miss Renata! She edited all of my many errors that I made in this story. So a big round of applause to her. I'll let you all get back to your lives now. Thanks for the many, many fantastic review you have sent me. I have a great time reading them. TA!