Drabble:
Sins of the Father (Part 2)
Jack threw open the door of the pub and made his way out into the drunken paradise that was Tortuga. He walked past several women that smiled at him seductively and tried to convince him to stop, but he just wasn't in the mood for pleasurable company at the moment.
'Bastard disappears for years at a time and still uses my name,' he muttered inwardly while heading back down towards the Pearl. 'Not my bloody fault his parents named him Nigel.'
"Where ya goin'?" Jack rolled his eyes when his father's voice caught up with him.
"Goin' out to me ship, thought ya had a woman to keep company," he replied. Nigel caught up with Jack and stopped in front of him.
"Would have thought I taught ya better manners than that," he said then grinned. "It's been awhile, eh, lad? Got yer father's good looks, if I do say so meself."
"Aye, thankfully I got me mum's brains," Jack replied with a smirk. Nigel shook his head and chuckled.
"Got her sharp tongue too," he said. "Ye still sail the Pearl?"
"Aye, she's down at the dock," he answered.
"You Jack Sparrow?" Jack turned to find a man standing there eyeing them up.
"Aye," he said then felt a fist connect with his mouth a second time that night. The man didn't even bother offering a further explanation. Jack took a moment to regain his bearings then looked at his father.
"Might have…crossed a few paths," Nigel said with a sheepish grin. Jack wiped the blood of his lip and fought off the urge to pull his pistol on his father.
"Ye think?" He asked sarcastically then turned and headed back towards his ship.