Captain Jack Sparrow was in his cabin twiddling his fingers and slumping in his chair. He sighed. It had been two days since they departed from Tortuga, they were headed for Port Royal. However, the trip there usually took much shorter. Had a storm knocked them off course? Jack stayed in his usual slump until he heard a noise.

POP!

THUMP!

"What was that?" the Captain mumbled in a soft voice. He pulled himself out of his chair and wandered out of his cabin. Gibbs rushed up to Jack.

"We've got some vis'tors, sir."

"Visitors?" Jack asked curiously, "Where'd they come from?"

"We don't parrot claims that Cotton saw them fall from the sky, but that bird's crazy." Gibbs slurred.

"Where are they?"

"Over there. Just around the corner." Gibbs said, pointing.

"Ron! Get off of me!"

"No. You like it."

"Ronald Weasley, you pervert, stop flirting with Hermione!"

"Oi! We're going out! I should have a right to play with her!"

"Ron…"

"Yes Harry? This is a restaurant, you shouldn't be making a fool of yourself."

"A restaurant?" Jack said, puzzled. He rushed around the corner to find four teenagers on the deck. He tried to get their attention but they were too busy bickering. Jack sighed once more. He pulled the pistol out of his pocket and loaded it. Click. The girls looked up. One frightened the other, gaped in awe. The frightened one tapped a gangly red head's shoulder and he looked up. The last boy finally looked up and he was stern. The gangly red head stood up.

"We made a reservation, under Weasley," he said.

"This isn't a restaurant." The teens looked at each other, and soon enough, went back to bickering.

"They tricked us-"

"Maybe it's just a mistake. It could be part of the theme-"

"Dirty, rotten, scoundrels-"

"Well, if we don't know, we should ask-" Much more arguing ensued until a red head girl stood up, knocking a few others off balance and asked, "If this isn't a restaurant, what is it?"

"The Black Pearl." Jack answered proudly, "It's my ship." The other girl stood up as everyone else did.

"So what you're saying is, we're on a ship, sailing in the middle of the ocean?"

"Basically."