Aaaand here's the second one.
The sound of three pairs of feet are heard faintly through the slumber of our beloved Mr. Gibbs. Suddenly, a splash of drink, rum by the smell of it, was upon his face and he looked up into the upset face of two whores and the rugged Captain Jack Sparrow, who, by chance, was looking for his ship.
"The ship? We're on the ship." Gibbs says, still half-asleep. He jolts to awareness, "Jack, the ship is gone!"
"Really?" Comes the sarcastic reply, before the owner of the voice turned to the two women fighting, " Ladies will you please shut it! Listen to me... Yes, I lied to you. No, I don't love you... Of course it makes you look fat..." And outraged gasp. "I've never been to Brussels... It is pronounced ee-gree-gious... And by the way, no, I've never actually met Pissaro, but I love his pies. And all of this pales into utter insignificance in the light of the fact that my ship is, once again, gone, savvy?" Finished the captain in a huff.
Suddenly two stinging handprints appeared on his cheeks, and he whipped around to smack dear Mr. Gibbs, who had the decency to look ashamed. The whores walked away as Jack faced the ocean, and the dinghy his crew kindly left for him.
Less than an hour later, he was sailing. He unrolled the cutout from Barbossa's map, and gazed at it, when he was interrupted by a screech.
He looked up, and his eyes met with the currently violet eyes of a pale gold hawk which dropped a feathered hat at his feet.
" 'Ello there love." He was greeted with a lovely trill from the bird's throat. "So that's where they're off to?" He asked, referring to the map he had in front of him, decoded to the words 'Aqua de Vida'. The creature clicked its beak. Jack smirked at the bird, glancing at the hat.
"Ah. I thought so." Jack replied and began to sing, "Drink up me hearties yo ho..."
After he uncorked the bottle, but before he drank, he clanked it against another's bottle. This one gripped by a delicate hand with a black pearl ring.
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Yea. so. those are those. Popped into my head as a result of a marathon of Pirates of the Caribbean, too much caffeine and listening to the soundtracks over and over and over and over...