Pirates of the Caribbean 3
The Return of Jack Sparrow
Ch. 1 – The Captain is Back
"Will? Will! Someone's here to see you!"
Elizabeth called from the work room of Will Turner's sword shop. Will descended, yawning, from the upstairs apartment. Elizabeth's face split into a huge grin, and Will looked confused.
"What… Who is it?" he asked sleepily.
"Um… you'd better see for yourself." Elizabeth said, grabbing his hand and nearly dragging him to the door of the sword shop. She was already in a simple dress, peacock blue in color with a white apron over it. Not being as fancy as a governor's daughter had its advantages – Liz was now corset free.
When the door was opened, Will became very, very awake, for his visitor was none other than Captain Jack Sparrow.
"I still don't understand. How did you live through that, Jack?" Will asked. His exhaustion had come rushing back to him now that he was sitting in their small, warm upstairs kitchen. He had been awake until the wee hours of the morning last night, making new swords for an army of 100. He'd get paid a lot for it, but it took all of the energy out of him.
"That, my friend, does not matter. What does matter is that I need a crew. Again." Jack said in his usual detached way. He was the only one not sitting, and instead, was pacing the floor alongside the kitchen table set for four.
"So you want us, of course."
"Why, yes. You proved to be helpful last time."
"Jack… I really can't take the time out of work to go pirating. I have 70 out of 100 orders to fill in one week!" Will sighed.
Elizabeth sat back, drinking tea that she'd made for them all. She was the only one drinking it.
"I think it'd be fun! When must we leave, Jack? Maybe you can finish your orders first, Will."
Jack nodded eagerly. "Listen to the smart lady, eunuch. It'll take me time to steal… I mean find a ship and crew. I know! I'll get Gibbs to help me. Now, kindly tell me where he is, and I'll be off. We'll leave when you're done with your… whatever needs doing."
With that, Jack left without waiting for an answer. Moments later, the door swung back open.
"Oh, I forgot. Where can I find Gibbs?"
AN: Sorry it's so short...
