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Chapter Six
Jack showed her around above deck first, explaining what things were and sounding quite professional. He asked her questions occasionally which obviously for most she couldn't answer and it made him feel important when he had to explain things to her.
'He's like a bloody teacher asking me questions… There's always something that links back to school,' Ellen's conscience sobbed; 'Although I'm sure he's doing it on purpose 'cus he knows I can't answer...' she thought suspiciously.
Eventually he took her below deck into the galley. When they got down there, there was a man, sleeping on a barrel against the wall. He wore a blue bandanna on his head and had a beard; he wore scruffy looking clothes too. Jack walked over to the man and prodded him on the arm;
'Oi Cotton wake up! ' Jack shouted, the prodding increasing in both speed and power. The man named Cotton jolted awake and looked disapprovingly at his Captain.
'You can go ashore now mate; go enjoy Tortuga… well until the rest of 'em come back anyway' Jack ordered. Cotton nodded with a big grin on his face and hurriedly began up the stairs out of the galley.
'Oh and Mr Cotton, make sure you find that bloody parrot; travelling with you will be hell without it!' Jack bellowed to him. Ellen was looking up the stairs after Cotton, before finally turning back to Jack.
'Jack, why does he need to find a parrot?' Ellen asked, confused.
'He's a mute' Jack replied, but seeing the look of sheer bafflement on her face he continued, 'he had his tongue cut out and he trained the parrot to speak for him; but while we've been here it' buggered off.' Ellen cringed and made lapping movements with her tongue; Jack laughed at her as that was his reaction when he'd found out.
'Well then, this is where we eat and where the food is kept and cooked, well… that's if we had a cook' Jack explained, looking at Ellen expectantly.
'Oh, so that's what my work is? So what did your last slave die of?' she snapped sarcastically, realising what he was hinting at. Jack's eyes widened in shock and was completely puzzled by her response.
'Oh…' was all he could think of to say. 'Well you are a woman so it should be your job. Our cook didn't die of anything… it's just the foods bloody awful' his conscience groaned. Jack was too smart to say this allowed; he never argued with women – he never won.
'Well I'm not doing it; besides I can't cook anyway' Ellen said stubbornly, pouting. Jack narrowed his eyes, a smirk appearing on his face.
'Fine, then you'll have to do what the rest of the crew do. You could have had an easy job here.' He persuaded (or at least he tried), spreading out his arms.
'Ohwell!' Ellen sharply replied. There was an eerie silence when Ellen realised that she was still holding the clothes that he had given her. 'Jack, am I changing into these or not; or are they just an accessory?' she questioned.
'Ah, well they could be both' he mocked; Ellen just gave him one of those 'ha ha very funny' looks. Jack cleared his throat; 'Well follow me and I'll show you where you'll be staying.' he instructed positively, walking towards a door at the end of the galley. Ellen followed, still clutching the clothing in her arms. Around half way between where they had just stood and the door there were stairs that led down to another door; Ellen stopped to look.
'Jack, what's down there?' she curiously asked. Jack turned round and quickly walked over to her.
'Nothing, well nothing that'd interest you' he said sternly yet he looked some what nervous. He turned round and began walking towards the other door again, grabbing Ellen's left arm along the way and pulling her along.
'Hey' she whimpered. 'I will find out what's down there, whether it's something crappy or not' she schemed to herself. Jack stopped at the door and began to fumble around in the pockets in his coat.
'Where's the bloody key' he muttered; 'I really should've put this key back on its loop but there's no need now' he groaned, getting more frustrated every second. Meanwhile Ellen just rolled her eyes and sighed; which pressured Jack into wanting to find the key more. At last his right hand felt something cold in one of his inner coat pockets.
'A-ha! Got it, the little bugger!' he shouted triumphantly, shoving the key into the lock. He twisted it and pushed the heavy door open which creaked in the process.
'Here we are; this'll be where you'll be staying.' He said walking in, Ellen walked in behind him. This cabin was smaller then Jack's, but it was still reasonably big and looked pretty similar. In front of her was a big window that overlooked the sea; which made her happy as it was something nice to look at. To her right there was a single bed, and on her left there was a desk and a chair; as well as numerous shelves dotted around the room. She walked over to the bed and dropped the clothes onto it.
'Captain, why do you keep this room locked?' she asked, turning round to Jack who was staring out to sea through the window; when hearing her voice he turned and faced her.
'Ah… well I guess for special people and for women such as yeself' he replied.
'Oh. Well who was in here last?' Ellen continued.
'A lady called Anna-Maria, she was a member of me crew. She left not long ago…' he paused, cringing, 'on a ship I had to give her' he concluded, sounding quite disheartened.
'Oh' Ellen answered, looking at Jack sympathetically; she wanted to ask more about it but decided not to.
'Well then, I'll be leaving you to it; I'll be in me cabin if you need me.' He informed; he then turned around and walked through the door, closing it behind him.
Ellen looked around the room; tapping her thighs as she took in a deep breath; she let it out again making a raspberry noise just as she looked at the pile of clothes on the bed; she split the pile up to see what she had. A pair of three quarter length trousers, Jack had even included a belt for them.
'He is more clever then he looks' she joked, smiling. There were also a pair of brown/beige coloured boots (the same as Jack's). 'Geez… they look huge' she thought allowed. Finally she came to a white shirt (or close to it), lying right in front of her. It looked pretty big and the arms were quite baggy.
'God everything looks so big; I'm not that small… am I?' she asked herself in awe; 'Oh well' she thought, shrugging her shoulders. She yanked her tie over her head and threw it on the bed, followed by her school shirt when suddenly the door burst open. Ellen gasped and turned around.
'Jack! Sod off!' she shrieked.
'Wha – eh?' Jack stammered; stepping backwards at the sudden outburst.
'I'm trying to get dressed you idiot!' Ellen screeched; luckily she had a vest top on underneath her school shirt.
'Oh…' Jack paused, observing the situation before continuing, 'Well I forget to tell you that as the crew are in Tortuga you don't have to do any work yet.'
'So what do I do until they actually come back?' she asked; Jack just looked at her, scratching his head.
'Well I guess you can do what you like as long as you stay on the ship love' he replied; pointing towards the floor with both hands when he said ship. Ellen nodded; Jack turned and went through the door, beginning to close it behind him.
'Oh and Jack' Ellen began; Jack peered around the door, 'Next time, bloody knock!' Jack hesitated, nodded and closed the door. Ellen shook her head in disbelief and then continued to get dressed.
For the remainder of the day Ellen lazed around above deck either staring out to sea, wandering around or listening to her MP3 player; which had resumed its place again around her neck. She was sitting on a crate listening to it (considering it still worked) whilst staring out to sea, occasionally swaying or clicking to the beat; when she felt a hand on her shoulder which made her jump out of her skin. When she looked round Jack was smiling at her; he began to speak so she took the headphones out of her ears.
'Sorry I made you jump love. What's that, some sort of mind controlling pendant?' he inquired; Ellen laughed.
'No, it's an MP3 player' she answered.
'An MP3 player…' Jack repeated.
'Yeah, it plays music' Ellen informed.
'That little thing there, plays music?' he mocked, raising an eyebrow.
'Yeah, that's what I said wasn't it? Here listen' she advised handing him a headphone; he stood there, looking at it. 'You put it in your ear.' Ellen directed putting the other headphone back in her ear; Jack nodded and did the same. His eyes widened and he jumped back; which snatched the headphone out of Ellen's ear and the neck cord pulled her along too. She fell straight into him and they both fell on the floor.
'That's not normal!' Jack yelled quite disturbed; Ellen just fell onto her back and laughed.
'It is if you're from where I'm from' she said, still laughing.
'You don't get things like that from England savvy? Where are you really from?' he requested; Ellen had stopped laughing now and had sat up.
'If I told you, you wouldn't believe me' she answered, looking quite disheartened.
'Try me' Jack coaxed.
'Well…' she sighed; 'I am from England but not from this time' Ellen began; Jack looked confused yet interested. 'I am from the future, I would say by about 2 – 300 years' she concluded. Jack just sat there, with an eyebrow raised, staring at her.
'Is that so; well that's very interesting' he pondered; Ellen looked at him, annoyed and distraught.
'You don't believe me do you?' she moaned.
'I do but it's a hard topic to come by savvy? Nothing personal against you love.' Jack comforted.
At that moment a parrot flew over their heads squawking words that were understandable when talking, laughter and singing came into earshot. Ellen and Jack stood up; there were a bunch of men walking well staggering towards the ship.
'Go to your cabin, stay there and lock the door' Jack ordered, throwing a key to Ellen.
'Why?' Ellen asked, mystified.
'Because to be a woman in the company of pirates is bad enough, but when they are drowned in rum, well it makes things worse.' He clarified; 'Speaking of rum, where's mine...' he muttered to himself.
'Your pirates!' Ellen exclaimed.
'Well yeah, did you think I was a noble man of the king?' Jacked mocked; Ellen just shrugged.
'Well I don't know do I!' Ellen yelled; Jack rolled his eyes and shooed her off.
'I'll wake you in the morning!' he called after her as she ran towards the entrance to the galley and went down the stairs. 'Now, where's my rum?' Jack asked himself, walking towards his cabin.
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