A Civilization Gone with the Wind
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You Can Come to My Hanging
A/N: I have no idea why I'm still writing this! Someone please review!
"Jack, aren't you scared of hanging?" Will asked Jack. The Dauntless, with an imprisoned Captain Jack Sparrow on board, was heading back to Port Royal, and Jack's hanging.
"No, mate," Jack grinned at him. "D'you think I've never been hung before?"
"What?" Will asked, confused, as usual by the pirate.
"I've been about to be hung… oh, at least five times," Jack said.
"How did you get out of that?" Will asked, interested.
"Something always came up. That's life for you. Take it as it comes," Jack advised.
"And what if nothing comes up?" Will inquired.
"It will," Jack assured him. "And if it doesn't, you'll make sure it does, won't you?"
"Me?" Will asked, incredulously.
"Yes, you. Aren't we friends, William?"
"Yes, I suppose we are," Will said, with an uneasy feeling that being friends with a pirate wasn't exactly safe.
"Well, then you won't stand by and see your friend hanged, would you now?"
"I guess not," Will said, grinning.
"It's a pity we're not stopping at Tortuga," Jack remarked. "I usually tell people when I'm about to be hanged. Just so they'll be surprised when I come up again."
"I suppose some of them are unpleasantly surprised?" Will asked.
"I guess," Jack answered with a shrug. "I usually invite my enemies to the hanging. That's another thing I'll be missing."
"You invite people to your hanging?" Will demanded.
"Yeah," Jack reiterated.
"Jack, I've heard of people inviting guests to their birthday or wedding, but not to their hanging!"
"Well, I'm usually scheduled to be hung much more often than married, so that's what I invite people to," Jack said, as if this was the most logical thing in the world.
Will stared. He'd never understand what was going on in Jack's mind. But he definitely didn't want to know.
"Sparrow!" came Norrington's voice.
Jack and Will turned around.
"I told you I want you down below!" Norrington said, addressing himself to Jack and ignoring Will completely.
"Norrington, you're my enemy, aren't you?" Jack asked.
"Well, I'm certainly not your friend!"
"Yes, but are you my enemy?"
"Yes, I am," Norrington affirmed.
"Then will you come to my hanging?" Jack asked anxiously.
"Naturally,"
"Oh, good! I feel so much better after inviting someone to my hanging!"
Norrington looked at Jack as if in some doubt of his sanity. It was the look that people usually gave Jack.
"Don't ask," Will advised.
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