La La La… Im Back! I can't believe people liked this story! Well, If I you want me to continue… OF COURSE I WILL! ((besides… I have a goodish idea!))
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own POTC or the characters. If I did, the Jack Elizabeth Kiss would have lasted longer. Muuuch longer!
Okay so… last time the Black Pearl was headed for a rocky island…
Jack hadn't been aware of the island until Elizabeth had screamed. He had been too busy holding onto a dream he couldn't have. But now it was too late. Land Ho! The ship crashed into the sharp black rocks, shattering the wooden bottom of the Black Pearl. Jack cursed under his breath, then stepped off the ship with crew in tow to inspect the damage. After looking at it for a moment, he came to the conclusion: They were stuck on the island until they could repair the boat. Oh, the repair was possible, there were plenty of trees on the island, and in the mean time, there was food, a pond of fresh water, and they could easily build a shelter. Jack just didn't like the idea of being stuck on an island… again.
Elizabeth stepped off the boat right behind Jack. She knew before it even got inspected that getting back to sea was hopeless. But strangely, she didn't mind. Well, it wasn't that strange, really. We all know that she wanted to put as much time between now and returning to Will as she possibly could. She looked around. Memories came back to her of the last time she had been stranded on an island. If only she could relive that moment this time. This island was much more beautiful, though. It had exotic fruit trees and luscious green plants. Tropical flowers were scattered about. It took her breath away.
Jack was beginning to get used to the island idea. It was his type of place… He had already found a hidden supply of rum. The crew was working on repairing the boat. It was an estimated three weeks to even get her sailing again. Jack was gathering materials to start building a shelter, and Elizabeth was starting a fire. Something dropped out of jack's pocket. It was his compass, the one that points to the thing you most desire? It lay open, pointing towards the pile of wood. He was cold… but more than one thing could warm him up…
Elizabeth was trying to keep her mind on putting together a good log pile for the fire. But she kept glancing over at where the shelter was being built. Once when she looked over, she caught Jack looking at her. She dropped the big log she had held in her hands, and it fell on her foot. She felt silly, she was making a fool of herself. She forced a smile and picked the log up off her foot. He was probably just making sure she was building the fire right. Later, she caught him with his stupid compass. She wondered what treasure he was after this time…
Jack had just about finished the hut. It was big enough for two. Which would be fine. The crew could sleep on the ship. It was perfectly good. But Elizabeth deserved better than a ships quarters if she didn't have to use them. She could sleep in the shelter with the captain, of course. Jack found himself counting down to the hours where they would turn in for the night.
Elizabeth was shocked. Jack had just invited her to sleep in his hut. She didn't know what to make of it. It wasn't as if she was being asked to sleep with HIM, just… in his hut. She told him she'd think about it. Hopefully she'd come to a decision soon. It was getting dark out, and it was time to light the fire.
Hmm… I am kind of liking this chapter, yah?
Haha well… I'll update soon for all you people who want more!
-The One and Only…. Eh, you know the drill.
Why Is the Rum ALWAYS gone!
