A/N: Hello again! This is chapter two, or it could be chapter three if you're counting the prologue. Anyway, this chapter focuses on my friend Sydney's journey with Elizabeth. Which I hope will be funny because Sydney and Elizabeth are sorta, well…complete opposites. At least I think so. So they're going to butt heads a few times. Plus they're both very strong-willed in their opinions. raises glass So here's to another good chapter! I hope…
P.S. When you see a line, that means going into a flashback, or returning from a flashback. And when you see italics it means that the person is thinking it.
Disclaimer: If I owned Pirates of the Caribbean, my room would be clean. And if I owned my friends, they'd be the reason why. Nah, I'm kidding. But seriously, I don't own it. Oh and some of these lines, my friends made up when I asked them what they'd say in a certain situation. That goes for every chapter, so I'm not going to say it again.
Recap from Last Chapter:
Norrington: Excellent work Mr. Brown. You've assisted in the capture of a dangerous fugitive.
Hannah: Jack's not dangerous, you idiot!
Norrington: Make that two fugitives. (To the room at large) Well, I trust you will always remember this as the day that Captain Jack Sparrow almost escaped. Take them away.
Hannah: No, you can't do that! Let me go!
Katharine: It's okay Hannah! Will— We'll get there eventually!
Hannah: Shut up and do something now!
Katharine: Don't criticize me! I'm trying to be supportive!
Hannah: Supportive! I'm getting dragged off to jail with Jack! (pauses a minute) Wait a minute. I'm getting dragged off to a jail with Jack Sparrow. (thinks a moment) Dreams do come true!
Katharine: Are you crazy!
Hannah: Crazy with obsession! Take me away boys! (holds out wrists which are promptly clapped into shackles)
Jack: (in a fit of sub consciousness) Shut up, you bloody wenches! You're givin' me a headache… (slurs off back into unconsciousness)
End of Recap.
Chapter Two: Sydney's Description
Sarah: (looking at Hannah) Ew.
Hannah: What?
Sarah: Ew. Just… ew.
Hannah: (looks confused)
Sarah: Jack Sparrow…?
Hannah: Shut up, Sarah!
Sarah: He's like, thirty years older than you!
Hannah: It's not that bad…
Sarah: Oh sure, he's only a little bitolder. Than your dad! Sure, it's not that bad.
Hannah: Oh shut up. (hits Sarah and smiles in this way that isn't describable) Besides, he's hot. Exceptions must be made.
Katharine: Yeah, well, thanks for the interruption. Can I go on now, or do you wish to butt in some more?
Sarah: Sorry, sorry. Just had to get that out. It's Sydney's turn anyway.
Katharine: But I wasn't done!
Sarah: Well, I want to hear about Elizabeth! Sydney…?
Sydney: (looking around) What the heck?
Elizabeth: (stepping out of the coach) Father, I can't wear this corset.
Governor Swann: Elizabeth, please. It can't be too terrible. (walks ahead)
Elizabeth: (begins to follow her father when she notices Sydney's clothes, which are an orange blouse and a white, mid-calf skirt with black flats) Who are you?
Sydney: Elizabeth Swann?
Elizabeth: No, not who I am. What is your name?
Sydney: Um… Sydney?
Elizabeth: No, not where you're from. What is your name? Do you speak English?
Sydney: My name is Sydney.
Elizabeth: Oh, well, that's a strange name, isn't it?
Sydney: Excuse me?
Elizabeth: No offense, of course. Where are you from?
Sydney: What makes you think I'm from anywhere?
Elizabeth: Heavens, girl. Have you seen what you're wearing? You're practically naked on the streets!
Sydney: Well, I—
Elizabeth's Lady's Maid: Miss Swann! Come here this instant, before you ruin your dress!
Elizabeth: Coming! (to herself) Hag. (starts to walk towards her Lady in Waiting when she stops and stares at Sydney, and interested look on her face) Excuse me? But how would you be interested in a job?
Sydney: (suspiciously) Why?
Elizabeth: Well my present lady's maid is… a bit astringent, shall we say? She orders me around all day and treats me like a child. But if I gave you her job, I would be rid of the old hag and you couldn't treat me like a child, seeing as you are one.
Sydney: I am not a child. I prefer the term "young adult".
Elizabeth: Yes, well, what do you say? Will you take the job?
Sydney: What would I have to do, exactly?
Elizabeth: Oh you just have to stick by me and hold my fan. Run errands for me occasionally. That sort of thing.
Sydney: I don't know…
Elizabeth: I'd pay you of course. But we'd need to get you more suitable attire. Father would never approve if he found out I just picked you up off the street with your underclothes on! But you seem very clean. I'm sure it will be fine, and besides, I'm desperate to get rid of the old lady. I'll let you borrow one of my old dresses until we can get one made for you. Come with me now please. If you accept, that is.
Sydney: You're kidding right? Seriously, I can wear a dress with panniers and not look insane? Oh, I forgot. Seventeen hundreds…
Elizabeth: (looking confused) Yes, well…
Sydney: I'm all yours.
Elizabeth: Wonderful! Now to find you a temporary dress… Ah, I know! I always keep one in the carriage for emergencies.
Elizabeth: (leads Sydney to the carriage and pulls out a dress) Here, put this on. I'll wait for you by the gates of the Fort, but please hurry. I only have so much time before I'm expected inside the walls. (walks away toward the Fort)
Sydney: (takes the dress and gets into the carriage)
(Almost forty-five minutes later, Sydney emerges in a pale blue dress, perfect for everyday wear. She hurries to the Fort gates where she can see they are about to close.)
Elizabeth: Wait! Let her pass, she is my lady's maid.
Sydney: (walks through the gates just in time)
Elizabeth: There we are! That's much better, isn't it? Now, just stand a little behind me— There you go.
Governor Swann: Elizabeth? Elizabeth, where are you? The ceremony is about to begin.
Elizabeth: (calling behind her) Coming, Father! (to Sydney) All right. Now just stand there and do as I say. And no talking. Understand?
Sydney: Yes.
Elizabeth: Yes, Miss Swann.
Sydney: (said in an annoyed tone) Yes, Miss Swann.
Elizabeth: Very good. Now except for that hairstyle you look quite presentable.
Sydney: (a hint of sarcasm) Thank you.
Elizabeth: (not noticing the sarcasm) You're welcome. Now follow me.
(Elizabeth leads Sydney down a hallway and into a courtyard. They walk down into a spot reserved for Elizabeth. They stand while the ceremony begins. We will now skip ahead a bit after the ceremony takes place, as I don't imagine there was very much said during said ceremony.)
Sydney: (as everyone starts to disperse) Is it over?
Elizabeth: (a little short of breath) It's over.
Sydney: Finally. I thought I was gonna pass out.
Elizabeth: Well, we still have to wait a bit longer. There's a party now.
Sydney: Any food?
Elizabeth: Of course.
Sydney: Then what are we doing standing around here?
(They walk towards a table piled with delicious foods. When they reach it, Norrington walks up.)
Norrington: May I have a moment? (eyes Sydney) In private?
Elizabeth: (Upholding her manners, she walks with him onto the platform, but not before giving Sydney a worried look.)
(They walk off together, Elizabeth trying hard to conceal the wince in her every step. Meanwhile, Sydney is raging a battle inside her head…)
Sydney: Maybe I should follow her. No! You have to stay put and not interfere! But Elizabeth is going to fall! Exactly! If you stop her, you'll ruin the entire plot-line!
Norrington: ELIZABETH!
Sydney: (runs with the guards, to see what's the matter)
Gillette: The rocks! Sir, it's a miracle she missed them!
Norrington: Come on then, men! Make for the docks!
(A crowd of soldiers, plus maybe a few other people, hurries out of the Fort and down to the harbor. They reach it just in time to see Jack kneeling over Elizabeth, who is in her undergarments. They make their own assumptions.)
Norrington: (points his sword at Jack's throat) On your feet.
Governor Swann: Elizabeth, are you all right?
Sydney: (hurrying up) Eliz— Miss Swann, are you okay?
Elizabeth: Yes. Yes, I'm fine.
Governor Swann: (gives Sydney a funny look)
Sydney: I, uh… work for Elizabeth
Governor Swann: (notices Murtogg holding the corset, who points to Jack; more assumptions are made) Shoot him!
Elizabeth: Father! (to Norrington) Commodore, do you really intend to kill my rescuer?
Norrington: (a bit grudgingly) I believe thanks are in order. (puts out his hand, Jack hesitates but shakes it, Norrington grabs his wrist and pulls back his sleeve) Had a brush with the East India Trading Company, did we? Pirate?
Governor Swann: (in that same annoying, short, slightly girly, voice as before) Hang him!
Norrington: Keep your guns on him, men. Gillette, fetch some irons. (notices Jack's tattoo) Well, well... Jack Sparrow, isn't it?
Sydney: Captain.
Jack and Norrington: (turn to look at her in disbelief; well Norrington is in disbelief, Jack is more happy that someone remembered) What?
Sydney: I believe he has the title of Captain… sir.
Jack: (bowing slightly to Sydney) Thank you, young missy. (to Norrington) She's right, Commodore. It is Captain.
Norrington: Well I don't see your ship. Captain.
Sydney: He's in the market. (people stare at her; she coughs) I mean, he's— (cough) he's uh, probably in the market, if he doesn't uh, doesn't have a ship, I mean.
Jack: That's right. In the market. As it were.
Murtogg: He said he'd come to commandeer one. Him and some girl.
Mullroy: Told you they were telling the truth. (to Norrington) These are his, sir. (gives Norrington Jack's effects)
Norrington: No additional shots, nor powder, a compass that doesn't point north, (unsheathes sword) and I half expected it to be made of wood. (sheaths sword)You are without doubt the worst pirate I've ever heard of.
Jack: But you have heard of me. (clapped in irons; looks painful)
Elizabeth: Commodore, I really must protest. (walks up to Norrington)
Sydney: As do I. (everyone stares) Not that my opinion matters in this time period.
Norrington: (to Lieutenant) Carefully, Lieutenant.
Sydney: Yeah right.
Elizabeth: Pirate or not, this man saved my life!
Norrington: One good deed is not enough to redeem a man of a lifetime of wickedness.
Jack: Though it seems enough to condemn him.
Norrington: Indeed.
Gillette: (moves away from Jack, which admittedly isn't a very bright thing to do; how did he get such a high rank?)
Jack: Finally. (grabs Elizabeth and holds her in front of him)
Governor Swann: No, don't shoot!
Sydney: Yeah, I think they can see she's in the line of fire.
Jack: I knew you'd warm up to me. Commodore Norrington, my effects please. And my hat.
Norrington: (hesitates)
Jack: Commodore!
Norrington: (to Sydney) You, girl! Take these to the… the pirate. (hands Sydney Jack's effects; and his hat)
Sydney: (hands them to Elizabeth)
Jack: Thank you, love. (to Elizabeth) Elizabeth— it is Elizabeth, isn't it?
Elizabeth: It's Miss Swann. (voice drips with venom)
Jack: Yes, well, Miss Swann, if you'd be so kind. (pause) Come, come dear, we don't have all day. Now if you'd be very kind…
Elizabeth: (starts strapping stuff on Jack)
Jack: Easy on the goods darling.
Elizabeth: (tightens…something) You're despicable.
Jack: Sticks and stones, love. I saved your life, you saved mine. We're square.
Sydney: (buggin' out over the fact that she's hearing the lines actually being spoken; officially loves her life)
Sarah: (is jealous)
Jack: Gentleman, m'lady, you will always remember this as the day that you almost caught Captain Jack Sparrow! (pushes Elizabeth into line of soldiers and makes his awesome escape)
Governor Swann: Now will you shoot him!
Sydney: Can he be any more annoying?
Norrington: Open fire!
Governor Swann: Come Elizabeth, let's get you home.
(Now, obviously, I don't know what happened to Elizabeth while Jack was escaping. Nor do I know what she was doing when Will and Jack were fighting, just as I do not know why they put Braille on drive-thru ATM machines. So I shall fast forward to the scene in which Elizabeth is talking to her maid and Sydney. That is all.)
Estrella: (puts bed-warmer under the covers) There you go, Miss. It was a difficult day for you I'm sure.
Sydney: How does the bed not catch on fire?
Elizabeth: I suspected Commodore Norrington would propose but I must admit, I wasn't entirely prepared for it.
Sydney: (now in a pale blue everyday dress, one of Elizabeth's maid's, and sitting in a chair against the wall next to the door) She meant you being threatened by that pirate.
Elizabeth: Oh. Right.
Estrella: It sounds terrifying.
Elizabeth: Yes, it was terrifying.
Sydney: I bet.
Elizabeth: What?
Sydney: I didn't say anything.
Elizabeth: (glares)
Estrella: But the Commodore proposed!
Sydney: (dripping with sarcasm) Yeah, fancy that.
Estrella and Elizabeth: (glare at Sydney)
Estrella: (to Elizabeth) That's a smart match, Miss, if it's not too bold to say.
Elizabeth: It is a smart match. He's a fine man; he's what any woman would dream of marrying.
Estrella: But that Will Turner… he's a fine man, too.
Elizabeth: That is too bold.
Sydney: (rolls her eyes)
Estrella: Well beggin' your pardon Miss. It's not my place. (leaves the room)
Elizabeth: (to Sydney) All right, what is it?
Sydney: What?
Elizabeth: You've been awfully rude to me since you came here and if you value your job you'll tell me why.
Sydney: Oh c'mon, how much more Mary Sue can you get? (counts on fingers) Perfect house, perfect social class, perfect fiancé. You even end up with the perfect guy!
Elizabeth: So you're jealous?
Sydney: No! I'm just sick of all this perfection! Don't you ever wonder what it's like to have a normal life? With flaws? I can't relate to you because no one's perfect.
Elizabeth: Flaws? I can do flaws, see? I—I have a knot in my hair! See? (runs fingers flawlessly through hair)
Sydney: (raises eyebrow)
Elizabeth: Well, that's just one thing. I—
(Elizabeth is cut off by cannon-fire in the distance.)
Elizabeth: What was that?
Sydney: Oh, crap, I forgot about them.
Elizabeth: Forgot about whom? What's going on?
Sydney: Look out the window.
Elizabeth: (hurries to the window) Oh my goodness!
Sydney: (sighs) Yep.
Elizabeth: They're headed for our front doors!
Sydney: (sighs) Yep.
Elizabeth: (hurries out of the room)
(A gunshot and the cries and yells of many people can be heard through the door.)
Estrella: (runs into the room) Where's Miss Swann?
Sydney: (hitches thumb at the door)
Elizabeth: (runs into the room)
Estrella: (grabs Elizabeth) Miss Swann, they've come to kidnap you!
Elizabeth: What? (sounds shocked)
Estrella: You're the Governor's daughter.
Sydney: (in a singsong voice) Flawless…
Elizabeth: We do not need your negativity right now, thank you.
Sydney: (shrugs)
Elizabeth: Look, they haven't seen either of you. Hide, and the first chance you get, run to the fort. (runs to the closet to distract incoming pirates while Estrella makes her escape)
Sydney: (doesn't move)
Elizabeth: (smacks Pintel and burns Ragetti)
Ragetti: Ow, ow! Hot!
Elizabeth: (to Sydney) Hurry!
(They run out of the room and down the stairs. A cannon flying through the house distracts the other pirates and Elizabeth and Sydney are able to escape, barely missing being crushed to death by a falling chandelier. They run into a dining-type room, instead of running out the front door, and Elizabeth barricades the door with, get this, a candelabra. Then she tries to pull a sword out of a wall ornament, which turns out to be more difficult than she anticipated.)
Sydney: What are you doing? We don't have time for this!
Elizabeth: Quick, in here! (pulls Sydney into a closet)
Pintel and Ragetti: (burst into the room)
Pintel: We know you're 'ere, poppet! Come out, and we promise we won't 'urt you.
Sydney: And we're supposed to believe this?
Pintel: We will find you, Poppet. You've got something of ours, and it calls to us. The gold calls to us…
Ragetti: Gold calls…
Pintel: (looks through space between the closet doors) 'Ello, poppet. (opens door)
Elizabeth and Sydney: Parlay! (Elizabeth looks at Sydney suspiciously)
Ragetti: What?
Elizabeth: I— We— invoke the right of parlay.
Pintel and Ragetti: (look confused; or maybe it's just their stupidity showing)
Elizabeth: According to the Code of the Brethren set down by the pirates Morgan and Bartholomew—
Sydney: —you have to take us to your Captain.
Pintel: I know the Code.
Sydney: I'm surprised someone with a brain the size of a walnut can comprehend such knowledge.
Elizabeth: If an adversary demands parley you can do them no harm until the parley is complete.
Ragetti: Oh, to blazes with the Code!
Sydney: So you guys are just going to drop all that a pirate holds sacred? What would your shipmates think of you?
Pintel: The girl's right. Besides,they want to be taken to the Captain. And they'll go without a fuss. We must honor the Code.
(Pintel and Ragetti each grab Sydney and Elizabeth by the wrists and drag them out of the house. They are dragging them down the street when the girls spot Will.)
Elizabeth: Will!
Will: Elizabeth.
Katharine: Sydney?
Sydney: What—?
(Sydney is cut off when Will is hit on the head by a pirate. Katharine tries to run after them but is knocked to the ground by a crowd of people and knocked unconscious. Elizabeth and Sydney try to go help but are restrained by Pintel and Ragetti. They remain silent until they reach and board the Black Pearl.)
Bo'sun: (steps in front of Pintel) I didn't know we was takin' on captives.
Pintel: They've invoked the Right of Parlay with Captain Barbossa.
Elizabeth: We are here to negotiate—
Bo'sun: (slaps Elizabeth) You will speak when spoken to.
Barbossa: (grabs Bo'sun's wrist) And ye'll not lay a hand on those under the protection of parlay.
Bo'sun: Aye, sir.
Sydney: If this is a dream, I really need to wake up now. Oh great. I'm starting to sound like those cheesy sitcoms when people think they're dreaming and they're really not and they sound really stupid. Why does everyone jump to the conclusion that they're dreaming anyway? Yeah, they could be hallucinating or— Sydney, focus!
Barbossa: My apologies, Miss.
Elizabeth: Captain Barbossa, we are here to negotiate the cessation of hostilities against Port Royal.
Barbossa: There are a lot of long words in there, Miss; we're naught but humble pirates. What is it that you want?
Elizabeth: We want you to leave and never come back.
Barbossa: I'm disinclined to acquiesce to your request. Means "no."
Sydney: (starts to chuckle and abruptly stops)
Elizabeth: (takes off medallion and dangles over the side of the ship) Very well. I'll drop it.
Barbossa: Me holds are burstin' with swag. That bit of shine matters to us? Why?
Sydney: English please?
Elizabeth: (gives Sydney a 'now-would-be-a-good-time-for-you-to-be-quiet' look) It's what you've been searching for. I recognized the ship; I saw it eight years ago on the crossing from England!
Barbossa: (doesn't seem to believe her for some odd reason) Did ya, now?
Elizabeth: (gets this determined look on her face that Sydney finds very annoying) Fine. Well, I suppose if it is worthless then there's no point in me keeping it. (starts to drop it)
Barbossa: No!
Elizabeth: (smirks)
Barbossa: (laughs; knows he's caught) You have a name, Missy?
Elizabeth: Elizabeth...Turner. I'm a maid in the Governor's household.
Barbossa: Miss Turner...?
Pintel: Bootstrap.
Barbossa: And your friend?
Elizabeth: She's my…
Sydney: I'm her sister, Sy— (pauses when she realizes that Sydney really isn't an all too common name in this era), uh, Sophia. We both work for the Governor.
Barbossa: (nods) And how do maids come to own a trinket such as that? Family heirloom, perhaps?
Elizabeth: We didn't steal it, if that's what you mean.
Barbossa: Very well. You hand it over and we'll put your town to our rudder and ne'er return.
Elizabeth: (hands him the medallion) Our bargain?
Barbossa: (walks away)
Bo'sun: Still the guns and stow 'em. Signal the men, set the flags and make good to clear port.
Elizabeth: (runs after Barbossa) Wait! You have to take us to shore. According to the Code of the Order of the Brethren—
Barbossa: First, your return to shore was not part of our negotiations nor our agreement so I must do nothing. And secondly, you must be a pirate for the pirate's code to apply and you're not. And thirdly, the code is more what you'd call "guidelines" than actual rules. Welcome aboard the Black Pearl, Misses Turner and Turner.
(The Black Pearl starts to sail away from Port Royal. Elizabeth and Sydney both turn to look back at the disappearing shores and you just know what they're thinking: Oh crud monkeys.)
A/N: So there you go, Chapter 2. I know I said I'd have two more chapters before September and I'm REALLY sorry, but you know how school is. However, I will have the next chapter out by December at the very least. I'm on Fall Break right now, so I have a little more time to write and I already have a quarter of Chapter 3 written so it should go faster than this one has, Again, sorry! And I hope you liked this chapter. More soon! Please review! B/N: GUESS WHAT! The next chapter is me and Jack…sigh