"Jack Sparrow, I am going to kill you!" Tiffany stormed up to Jack and slapped him. A resounding crack was heard across the ship.

"Not sure I deserved that." Tiffany scowled at him.

"You lied to me about last night!" Jack shook his head.

"I never actually said anything about actually sleeping together. You just assumed…"

"Well what were you expecting me to do? Suddenly throw myself at you and insist you marry me so the fact you may, or may not, have ravished me whilst I was unconscious was irrelevant?" Jack grinned.

"Nah, but I would just like to say I don't ravish people when they're unconscious." Tiffany smiled at him, all anger fading from her eyes. She cupped her hands to his face and kissed his lips.

"And that is for not taking advantage." Jack smirked at her for a minute.

"For not taking advantage that is all I get? Next time I will ravish you." Again Tiffany's hand connected with Jack's face.

"What was that for ye bloody wench?" Tiffany scowled at him.

"Being crude and your lucky I don't hit you again for calling me a wench. I suggest you watch yourself, Jack Sparrow." She fumed before stalking back to is cabin. He followed her for no apparent reason. Elizabeth smirked.

"She will rip him to shreds."

"Get out!"

"My cabin, love." Jack was suddenly rooting through her trunk. He pulled out a green dress.

"What are you doing? Put my dress back." She said walking towards him. She stumbled and Jack caught her, pulling her to him.

"Give me my dress."

"No."

"Give it." Jack shook his head. Quick as lightening, Tiffany grabbed Jack's hat from his head. He momentarily let her go and she shot from the cabin up on deck. Jack followed her but stopped dead in his tracks when he saw her dangling his hat over the rail.

"Love; if I put yer dress down will ye give me my hat?" Tiffany smirked.

"Let's see shall we…" Jack chucked the dress at her.

"I don't know there is something not fully satisfying of our current situation." Jack snorted but smiled at Tiffany.

"Well, love, how about I buy you a new dress? A better one. The most expensive one in the shop." Tiffany smiled and began walking down to Jack, hat in an outstretched hand. As they got around an arms length apart Jack smirked at her.

"Ye are a bloody wench." And he snatched for his hat. Tiffany was quicker and pulled it back.

"That insult, if I can call it such, just lost you your hat." And she chucked the hat. Jack's eyes widened as he watched his beloved hat fall. He began undressing. He handed his coat and effects to Tiffany.

"Do not lose these." He climbed onto the rail and dived, hitting the water with barely a splash. Tiffany looked at Jack's effects, disdainfully, and dropped them to the deck. She then eyed his coat.

"Nice." She swung the coat on over her shoulders. It was a bit long in the arms but she shrugged and did her best Jack-like walk down to his cabin.

"I told you she'd rip him to shreds." Elizabeth said, loudly, as the crew fished their seething captain from the water.

"Where is that bloody wench?" Jack collected his items off the deck minus his coat.

"She's in yer cabin, Cap'n. Along with yer coat." Jack turned to Elizabeth.

"I know she's yer friend but I'm going to bloody flog the hellcat and throw her overboard. She's worse than you."

"But seemingly better than you." Elizabeth called after him as he stalked down to his cabin. Gibbs chuckled.

"She really captured Jack in her walk." The crew laughed in agreement.

"Oh, dear! What can the matter be?
Dear, dear! What can the matter be?
Oh, dear! What can the matter be?
Johnny's so long at the fair.

He promised to buy me
A trinket to please me
And then for a smile,
Oh, he vowed he would tease me
He promised to buy me
A bunch of blue ribbons
To tie up my bonnie brown hair.

Oh, dear! What can the matter be?
Dear, dear! What can the matter be?
Oh, dear! What can the matter be?
Johnny's so long at the fair.

He promised to bring me
A basket of posies
A garland of lilies,
A dozen red rosies
A little straw hat to
Set off the blue ribbons
That tie up my bonnie brown hair.

Oh, dear! What can the matter be?
Dear, dear! What can the matter be?
Oh, dear! What can the matter be?
Johnny's so long at the fair.

He promised he'd buy me
A beautiful fairing,
A gay bit of lace that
the lassies are wearing,
To set off the hat that
Sets off the blue ribbons,
That tie up my bonnie brown hair.

Oh, dear! What can the matter be?
Dear, dear! What can the matter be?
Oh, dear! What can the matter be?
Johnny's so long at the fair."

Jack listened to Tiffany's song then he hit the door.

"Let me in!"

"I can't hear you!" He hit the door again.

"Oh, dear! What can the matter be? Dear, dear! What can the matter be?" She began but Jack cut her off.

"Let me in now!" His voice suddenly sounded cold and stern. Tiffany stood up and opened the door, with a nervous smile. Jack glared at her and pushed her out of the way. He flopped in a chair. Tiffany clasped her hands together nervously.

"Jack, I…"

"Give me one reason why I shouldn't kill ye." He stood up and unsheathed his sword. Tiffany took a step back. Jack stepped forward and pointed the sword at her neck. She took another step back. He took one forward. Tiffany took another step backwards and found herself pressed against the wall. The tip of Jack's sword was now pressed against her delicate neck. She whimpered as the tip drew a small droplet of blood.

"Get out of my sight." Jack said his eyes dark. Tiffany nodded.

"I don't want to see or hear you for the rest of this trip, savvy?"

"Yes, sir."

"Go!" Jack roared and Tiffany fled. She had never seen that side of Jack before and he scared her. He terrified her.

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