Hey guys, sorry I haven't updated in FOREVER, but
I've had SERIOUS writers block, and
Summer Vacation just started, so I've been outside.
Thanks so much to everyone who reviewed! And yes, I noticed the words running together thing. I checked it though, I swear! So, I'll blame the site.
So, I'm desperately trying to remember where I was going with this. However, here's my attempt at another chapter, because I kind of got an idea in a burst of excitement about the new Pirates movie! Yay!
So, anyways, here's the chapter.
Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean. So there.
"That's all I have to do!" Marie exclaimed.
They were sitting behind some crates near the docks. After the Captain had asked for her help, Marie had eagerly accepted. She now had no idea why she had, or why she was even needed. She was desperately trying to grasp the idea of the plan he had just told her, and he was sitting there trying not to just leave and try to do it by himself.
"So, you're going to…kidnap me? And I'm supposed to be…helpless?"
"Yes."
"But, why?"
"I need a distraction!"
"A distraction?"
"Yes, a distraction! I tie you up somewhere where you can make a racket about some bloody pirate that tried to take ye somewhere-"
"Where?"
"I don't know, make it up! You're not much for acting, are ye lass?"
"I can act! I can! And don't start getting mad at me, I saved your skin once already today."
"Right. Well, as I was saying, when the good old Commodore hears more about this pirate, he'll get all his men off his ships to search, savvy? If all goes well, he'll get the men off of that ship to search."
"Why?"
"Because he is obsessed with killing us innocent,harmless,pirates!"
"No, I mean, why that ship?"
"Oh. It's a smaller one. Easier to sail all by me lonesome."
"You can't sail the others yourself?"
"No. I'm good, but not that good luv," and Jack sighed, probably wishing he was "that good".
After a moment of silence as Jack comtemplated God knows what, and Marie comtemplated him, Marie finally came back to life.
"Right. Well, let's get this over with," said Marie, " So, where will you be tying me up?"
"Here." And without further ado, Marie was tied up and pushed out from behind the crates.
"Bloody pirate," she muttered to herself. When she saw Jack sneak back towards another hiding spot, she began screaming, a little annoyed that he hadn't even thanked her for what she was now doing for him. "Ah well," she thought to herself, "I sure hope I can think of a good story for when people come."
I know it's short, but I'm suffering from serious lack of inspiration. Any ideas? Review please! (I'll understand if you don't. This chapter really does stink.)