Title - It's hard to find a friend
Chapter title - That was for the smell.
Author - Billiebumface
Disclaimer - I do not in any way shape or form own anything to do with pirates of the Caribbean. I do however own Frankie and Effy and anything that they do and most things they say, although they do occasionally tend to steal lines for their own amusement.

-C.7-

Effy's pov.

I was leant on the railings watching Norrington make his way to wards us on the interceptor when I felt a hand squeeze my shoulder.
"C'mon daydreamer." Said Jack rolling his eyes and pulling me to hide on the opposite side of the ship. He handed me a rope when the Interceptor was beside us and gestured for me to swing across.
"What if I fall?" I panicked looking warily into the water.
"Then you get wet. Hold on tight." Jack lifted me up onto the railing and gave me a quick shove, sending me flying across, clinging onto the rope for dear life. I landed on the deck of the Interceptor with a thud, Jack and Will following behind me. Whilst Jack and Will cut the ropes and started to sail away. I moved to the far end of the boat to sit cross legged in a huff.
"It's surprising what you can do when you least expect it, eh love?" Smirked Jack. I gave him the middle finger and turned away to face the ocean whilst Will asked him about his dad.
It wasn't until I heard the word Tortuga that I moved.
"Um, Sparrow. I don't think it'd be wise for me to be wondering around Tortuga in this." I gestured to my outfit.
"Why? I happen' to think you look nice."
"That's because your just as perverted as the male population of Tortuga."
"Maybe there's some navy clothes below deck." Suggested Will.
"That's worse." Said Jack.
"How? At least she'd be covered."
"Going into a city of pirates in naval clothes. She'd be safer naked."
I sighed. "I suppose your right."
"Look, stay with us and when I've done my business, we'll get you a nice dress, eh?"
"A dress?" Jack nodded. "I don't do dresses. It's trousers, shorts or nothing."
"Nothing sounds good."
"God! Can you give it a rest for two seconds?"
"Alright, we'll get you some clothes, but you owe me."
I didn't like the sound of that but non-the-less I agreed with a nod.

When I said I'd never felt more exposed than when I was walking through Port Royal, I lied. Men in Tortuga are vile to say the least. I was hit on, groped, licked and kissed by randoms in the street. Eventually though, Jack had the better idea of putting me in between him and Will.
"More importantly, it is indeed a sad life that has never breathed deep this sweet, proliferous bouquet that is Tortuga, savvy? What do you think?"
"It'll linger."
"I'll tell you mate, if every town in the world were like this one, no man would ever feel unwanted."
"Heads up Jack." I murmured spotting a familiar red head marching to wards us.
"Scarlett!" Thus the first of Jack's slaps commenced.
"Not sure I deserved that." I shook my head with a laugh as he received another hit from Giselle. "I may have deserved that."
Will and I followed behind Jack until we found ourselves stood over a very smelly, very unconscious . Jack grabbed a bucket of water and threw it over him.
"Curse you for living you slack jawed idiot! Mothers love! Jack! You should know better than to wake a man when he's sleeping. It's bad luck."
I turned to Will. "He's very superstitions is Gibbs. It's kind of annoying really." I turned back to see Jack knelt beside Gibbs who had a confused expression on his face.
"Aye that'll about do it." I moved to the side as Will threw another bucket of water over him.
"Blast I'm already awake!"
"That was for the smell."

Frankie's pov -

"How long are we supposed to sit down here?" Huffed Elizabeth who hadn't stopped whining since we'd arrived.
"I'll go ask." Thankful for an excuse to get away from Lizzie I ran out of the doorway and across the hall before she could protest.
"Oi!" I stopped at the shout behind me and turned to see an unfamiliar pirate.
"I was...uh, looking for the Captain." I shrugged. He gestured for me to follow him through into what I recognized as the Captain's cabin.
"Found 'er wanderin' round Captain."
Barbossa turned around and nodded to the pirate infront of me who turned and left.
"What can I do for ye?" Asked Hector sitting in a chair and resting his feet on the table.
"I can help you." I sat down in the chair opposite him.
"Help me how?"
"I know about your curse and I know whose blood y'need."
"So do I. Yours and your sisters."
"She's not my sister. I'm Frankie Palmer not Turner."
Barbossa frowned and placed his feet back on the floor. "Why'd you lie?"
"Like I said, I can help you. I knew you wouldn't keep me aboard unless you thought I was useful."
"Smart." He smiled and stood up. "Follow me." I followed him upstairs onto the deck.
"Gents!" The crew turned to stare at us. "Miss Palmer here be our newest crew member. Treat her nicely!"