Per request, here's one about Gibbs. Insanity is the only warning. And Peril of a Child is up. Go read it. Cause my G. Swann is cooler than yours.
P.s Music Nerd, since you pointed it out, I looked it up. The piano was "invented" aroudn the year 1700. And I believe PotC took place in the late 1700's early 1800's. So Jack could very well have known how to play the piano. Correct me if I am wrong.
Theme: Dreams
Title: Dancing monkies?
Rating: PG-13
Gibbs nestled down into his hammock, the rolling of the sea rocking him off into dreamland. He snuggled down into his blankets as he began to dream.
He was walking down a dirt road, the sun bearing down on his back when he saw Jack. Jack was sitting in a tree with a bottle of rum.
"Hey Jack, mind sharin' some o' that rum. I'm parched." Gibbs called up. Jack smiled down at him and pointed behind him. There was a bush growing bottles of rum.
And it was guarded by dancing monkies?
Gibbs woke up suddenly, and staring down at him was that blasted undead monkey.