Okay, sorry for the lack of updates! School's still crazy, even though Oliver's over. Bizzy's going to Ecuador for two weeks, but HOPEFULLY there's a little thing called internet access where she's staying so she'll be able to update too. But all of the island scenes (we dunno if it's two or three) are being written by Emma, so you'll get those updates. Here ya go!
The foursome eventually reached the island. Elizabeth was somewhat sluggish from having to swim so far and Jack was depressed from loosing his ship again. When they stopped for a moment to watch the ship sail away, Maddie and Beth practically ran onto the small beach, kicking their boots off in the sand. Then they ran around shrieking, laughing, and exploring the island.
"Hey, look!" Maddie said, pointing at a huge palm tree that seemed to be right in the middle of the island. She pulled her sleeves back a little bit and started to climb it. After reaching a certain point, she held down her hand to give Beth a little help. The two girls continued to pull themselves up until they'd reached the top. They situated themselves in a sitting position and relaxed for a minute.
"You can see the entire island from here!" Beth exclaimed, taking in the view.
"Over there; see, Lizzie's beginning to take her walk around the island," Maddie said, pointing over to where the teenage girl was strolling on the beach, holding her dress somewhat daintily out of the water. They observed Jack taking his one shot out of the pistol. He tossed it up and down a couple of times and once tried to balance it on the back of his hand. Beth giggled and Maddie did a little fake applause for him, but they were too far away for him to hear them. Before long, Lizzie had circled the entire island and reached the place where her footprints had started.
"It's really not all that big, is it?" Jack asked her, looking thoughtfully at his single shot. Elizabeth sighed and looked him straight in the face. Maddie, who had an excellent imitation of this scene, began mouthing the lines and switching constantly between the facial expressions of Lizzie and Jack. Beth had to cover her mouth with her hand to keep from laughing to loud.
"If you are going to shoot be, please do so without delay," She told him. He looked at her, puzzled.
"Is there a problem between us, Miss Swann?" He asked her, looking genuinely puzzled. She stared back at him, disgusted.
"You were going to give Will's life in exchange for a ship," She accused.
"We could use a ship!" Jack pointed out. Then he decided to tell her the truth and continued. "The fact of the matter is, I was not going to tell him about bloody Will. But as long as he didn't know about bloody Will, I had something to bargain with! Which now, no one has! THANKS to bloody stupid Will!" He explained. Lizzie looked down at her feet, embarrassed.
"Oh," She muttered to herself.
"Oh?" Jack said, in a cross between imitating her and asking a question. She looked back up.
"He still risked his life to save ours!" She said, trying to redeem Will.
"Ha!" Jack exclaimed. At this point, Maddie's face was such a good imitation of Jack's that Beth couldn't resist throwing herself back and laughing extremely loudly, falling out of the tree in the process. Jack turned around at this, remembering the cache, and began walking over to the center of the island. Maddie hopped down out of the tree and the two went over to where they knew the location of the stash of rum to be.
"So we've got to do something to rescue him!" Elizabeth argued.
"All right! Off you go, then! Let me know how that works out!" Jack told her sarcastically.
"But you were marooned on this island before, weren't you, so we can escape in the same way that you did then!
"To what point and purpose, young missy? The Black Pearl is gone! Unless you've got a rudder and a lot of sails in that bodice," Jack continued. "Unlikely…young Mr. Turner will be dead long before you can reach him!" At this point, Jack started measuring his steps to find the cache and Maddie and Beth were next to Elizabeth.
"But you're Captain Jack Sparrow!" All three girls told him incredulously.
"You escaped under the eyes of six merchants of the East India Trade Company," Maddie said.
"Sacked Nassau Port without firing a single shot," Beth added.
"Are you the pirate I've read about or not?" Elizabeth finished. Then she lowered her voice and asked the big question. "How did you escape last time?"
"Last time…" Jack gave up. "Last time…I was here a grand total of three days, all right?!?" He opened the cache.
"No!" Maddie and Beth said mockingly. Elizabeth looked genuinely shocked. Her eyes widened as Jack continued.
"Last time, the Rum Runners used this island as a cache. They came by and I was able to barter a passage off. By the looks of things, they've long been out of business. We probably have your bloody friend Norrington to blame for that," Jack explained, emerging with two bottles of rum.
"It's probable," Maddie agreed with a grin. Beth hopped down, grabbed two bottles, pushed herself out, and handed a bottle to Maddie. Jack, Maddie, and Beth all stood next to each other seriously.
"So that's it then!" Elizabeth said, extremely disappointed. "That's the secret grand adventure of the infamous Jack Sparrow! You spent three days, lying on a beach drinking rum!" She asked him with her eyes narrowed. He shrugged.
"Welcome to the Caribbean, love!" The three told her happily.