Yo Ho

Hello and welcome to my first real chapter of my fic "Yo Ho". Enjoy and please R&R.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible nor PotC. Both belong to Disney.

Chapter One: Being instructed

"Lesson number one: Never trust any other pirate...only me of course, savvy?" said Jack as he was instructing Ronald in his tuition of "How do become a pirate". "Understand?"

"Understood!" said Ronald. He was wearing the tricorne which was a gift from his captain. By wearing this, he thought, he would clearly know that he was a pirate. So he decided that he would wear this hat for the rest of his life. Knowing that a part of Jack Sparrow himself was on his head filled gim with a glee.

Ronald was a little worried at first but being tought piracy by the Captain Jack Sparrow was very fascinating. Ronalds first few days on ship were mixed. He was greeted to the different crew mates. Meeting Jashamee Gibbs -whom he started to like much-, Anamaria, Pintel and Rigetti were rather enjoyable.

But meeting other members like Marty and Cotton with his parrot were a little bit frightening but soon learned that they were kindhearted people like the others. Except for the point that they were "bloody pirates".

Meeting Cotton was the most queer coincidence in the young life of Ronald.

"Hello my name is Ronald Stoppable and I am a new member of the crew searching for pirate adventures!" said a joyous young boy.

But the old man didn't reply to his greeting. Instead he just looked at him without real emotions.

"Hello? Hellooooooo? Anyone in there!" asked Ronald as he was tipping the forehead of the old man with his index finger.

"Kraaaa, Hello!"

"WAH!" Ronald was suddenly greeted by a parrot who just was flying by overhearing this one-sided "conversation".

"Kraaaa, Hello!" said the parrot again sitting in the left shoulder of the old geezer. Luckily Jack was near the two.

"Ronald, this is Cotton so do not be surprised by this reaction. Years ago his tongue was cut out, savvy?"

Right then Cotton opened his mouth to show an empty tongue-less mouth.

"Eeeewwww, disgusting!" said a nauseated Ronald.

"Kraaaa, ew disgusting, kraaaa!" said the parrot mocking the boy.

"And this is his crazy parrot who is replacing Cotton's ability to talk fluent pirate English." said Jack pointing at the parrot.

"Kraaaa, Hello, kraaaa!" said the parrot again slowly annoying Ronald.

"H-Hello."

"Now shake hands and appologize!" said an amused Jack.

Ronald was reaching his hand to Cotton but was suddenly interrupted by Jack.

"Nonono, do not shake his hand! I meant his!" said Jack taking Ronalds arm and craning it to the parrot.

"Kraaaa, nice to meet you, nice to meet you, kraaaa!" crowed the parrot while surprisingly taking Ronalds hand in his wing and shaking it wildly.

"Y-Yes nice to m-meet you too...and I am s-sorry?"

Ronalds flashback was suddenly interrupted by Jack.

"Concentrate lad!" said Jack in a rather loud tone.

"Oh! Oh, yes, excuse me." said a startled Ronald.

"Alright, lesson number two: Do not kill! We only threaten and maybe torture...a little. Killing would be against our principles of honour...and we really try to keep our blades tidy, savvy?"

"Yes...I hope so." said Ronald.

"Very good. Now! Let us take a brake!" said Jack surprising Ronald.

"Brake? Already? We just commenced 15 minutes ago. And during this period you were telling me a story of someone called Elizabeth and how she burned your 'precious' rum!" said a somewhat irritated Ronald.

"Well...yes I know but I had rum just half an hour ago and that is way to much, savvy?" said Jack trying to defend himself somehow.

"Yeah I guess so..."

"Good, have fun doing piraty things or things that you usually do!" called Jack who was already at the door to the rum cellar in the ship.

"Aw man! What should I do now!" asked Ronald to himself.

"Hey lad!" Ronald jumped by hearing Gibbs' voice. Quickly he turned around to face the man who was 20 feet away from him at the steering wheel operating as the current helmsman. "Come here!"

"Do I even have an other choice?" Ronald asked out loud.

"Well you could clean out ye dungeon!" offered Gibbs looking at him witch mocking eyes.

"No, anything but the dungeon!" said Ronald. He already heard of the infamous dungeon on the ship. It was said that the reek would even surpass the bad breath of the captain. And that was something hard to accomplish. So Ronald was instantly scared of the thought itself.

"Haha, I knew ye wouldn't do that! I don't wanna clean ye pee of the deck!" said en amused Gibbs.

"Haha, very rummy...which reminds me. Why did you ordered me up here? I already said: No, I do not accept any drinking challenges of you!" said Ronald glaring at Gibbs.

"Yes yes, I know: Ye promised Jack not to, yadda yadda yadda! But that wasn't the reason bringing you up 'ere!" Gibbs said.

"What was it then...Gibby?" said Ronald using his favorite pet name for Gibbs. He was growing very fond of Gibbs during these past days. The only one he like more was of course Captain Jack himself.

"Argh, don't say that!" cried a tweaked Gibbs. "If ye wan't to know what notion I had for ye then listen!"

"I am, I am!"

"Here..." said Gibbs surprising Ronald by stepping aside and letting go of the steering wheel. "I'm thirsty and in need of a break too."

"Y-You mean you want ti let me steer the Pearl?" asked a startled Ronald.

"Yes...come on I'm not always so kind to little lads like you!"

Ronald complied imediately by gripping the black wooden wheel. He didn't know why but knowing that you commandeered such a huge beautiful ship somehow made you feel more in charge, more in control of things. Those things were very rare for Ronald. His parents alwasy decided for him, never letting him a chance.

Just feeling this made Ronald realize something that would change his life in a whole new direction. He suddenly formed a new dream in his head. But he was suddenly torn away from his daydreams by Gibbs.

"I'm going under deck for a while. Just try not to destroy the ship!"

"What! But I can't steer a ship this big!" cried Ronald.

"Don't worry boy. We're in ye middle of the sea. Nothing could happen anyway!" said Gibbs reassuring Ronald.

"But-" but before Ronald could finish his sentence as there was a loud creak of an opening door and then a call.

"Gibbs come down 'ere quick! Jack challenged Jack again!" called a crew mate clearly sounding excited.

"Oh, a classic! Have fun boy!" called Gibbs running under dack and closing the door.

Ronald suddenly found himself all alone on deck of the Black Pearl. Well not all alone. Because he emediately noticed the parrot of Cotton sitting on his shoulders crowing out lound.

"Kraaaa, wind the sails captain, wind the sails captain, kraaaa!"

Ronald Stoppable was alone.

Alone with a parrot on his shoulders.

Commandeering the Black Pearl.

He was right, it wasn't just an idea forming in his head. It was a dream. And he was going to accomplish his goals.

His Goals...

...of becoming a better captain than Jack Sparrow and steering a more famous ship than the Black Pearl.

He smiled.

"Brace yourself mates, because Captain Ronald Stoppable is on his way!"

End Chapter One