I'm sorry this update took soooo long, but I went through an extreme writer's block. But, now that I got my inspiration, enjoy!

This takes place without Monika…I've decided to turn that into a separate story that will hopefully be up soon. This Chapter is in Jack's point of view, just to make it easier.

I can't see…Am I…Oh no, I can't be blind again! I opened my eyes quickly to confirm my nightmare, but it was wrong. Thank god…that was one of the worst experiences in my life. Apparently I rely on my vision too much.

I got up from the awkward sleeping position I was in, and quickly hurried below deck to avoid that damned crew. They hate me…for some odd reason. I never imagined anyone could hate Captain Jack Sparrow. –ahem- anyways…When I went below, I ran straight into Will. We both stumbled backward, then stared at each other, sharing the same blank expression.

Will broke the silence. "Hello, Jack."

"Hello William. I was just…uh…finding my way…to…um…"

"No need to make an excuse, I know the crew can be vicious."

"Are you implying that I was afraid of the crew?" I folded my arms across my chest and glared at the eunuch.

"I suppose. Don't you worry though, I have another task for you." I rolled my eyes when Will said this. Is that all this man thinks about? I urged him to continue.

"Jack, I would like you to do an all-nighter tonight." I cocked an eyebrow. Was he kidding?

"An all-nighter?"

"Yes."

"…of what, exactly?"

"You know, crew work, whatever. You can't sleep until two nights from now."

"…Is that the best you can think of…?"

"I have some other really cruel tasks in my mind, but it's Tuesday."

"What's so special about Tuesday?"

"That's my point. There's nothing special about Tuesday…I'll save those things for Friday and Saturday."

"Aye." I had to get away from him somehow, so I went up to the deck. I avoided eye contact with the crew as they did with me. Staying up late, is that all he wants me to do? He thinks I can't handle late hours? That's practically my middle name. He should've seen all those 'all-nighters' as he calls them, in Tortuga.This seemed to be an easy task.

10pm

Alright…right now I wish I had some rum…

I'm up on the deck, leaning against the railing, just waiting…for what you might ask. Actually, nothing. I'm not waiting for anything specific. It gets very boring up here, I've already been up for 12 hours and I'm still wide awake. That's a good thing considering I won't be able to sleep for another 24 hours.

12am

Starting to get a little drowsy, but not entirely tired. A good percent of the crew hit the sack already. I'm still bored as hell, and spent the past two hours counting the floorboards on the deck. An all-nighter seems a lot like torture for me right now…

I offered to steer the ship for Will, but he declined. He thinks I would steer it into Tortuga. That's not all I think about you know.

2am

Okay, now I'm tired, I'll admit it. The entire crew is asleep, I'm on the lonely deck all by meself. Staring out to the ocean…

Arrgh! That stupid eunuch had to win that bet!! What was I thinking? I could win over a married woman, over her husband. No way. Especially with Elizabeth, she hates me! Or so it seems…she did kiss me…But that was a kiss of death.

4am

SO

DAMN

TIRED!!!!!!!!!!

People need sleep you know! First depriving me of one of my senses, and now this! I'm going to get him back for this, definitely. The day this miserable week is over he is going to pay! I have a plan in my mind already…

6am

I'm…too tired…to talk…

"Jack…Jack…JACK!" I heard Will's voice and opened my eyes to see him. The devil…

"Jack, how long have you been sleeping?!"

"What time is it?"

"6:05"

"………5 minutes…………" That's it? Are you kidding me?! I need my damn sleep, man!!!

"How. Dare. You." I said to him with clenched teeth, struggling to stay awake.

"Cranky this morning, eh? Rough night?" I glared at him. Like he doesn't know.

"Here." He handed me a tray of…evil…breakfast. "Give this to Elizabeth."

Oh no. That would mean I'd have to use…stairs.

Stairs were not my friends when I was this tired. Unfortunately I cannot refuse the pest's tasks. I took the tray and stepped down the stairs. My vision was blurry from how sleep-deprived I was.

Okay, so I tripped on a few steps. Or maybe more, judging from the eunuch's laughter. I don't know exactly how I even got down the stairs in one piece.

I finally got to Elizabeth, who was still lying down in a bed…wish I was her right now. I handed her the tray, ready to collapse.

"Jack…"

"Yes………" I managed to answer in the drowsiest tone you'd ever hear.

"Are you tired at all?"

"Nah…not at all."

"Oh, okay then. I was going to give you this bed, but your not tired, so that's all."

"…" I left, purposely walking into a wall. I deserved it. Why did I say no?! No one in the world is as tired as me, and I said, no. Not at all…I hate myself right now.

I went up to the deck and leaned on the railing, which felt so much like a pillow right now.

"Jack!" Damn you Will…

"Here is a list of things that could keep you busy so you won't fall asleep."

"Why would I want that?"

He shoved it into me anyway and I looked at it for a couple seconds, then looked back at him.

"It looks like a list of jobs to me."

"Then you're very observant." He said and walked away. I glared at him as he walked. A list of jobs…this was going to be a long day…

Bo'sun started walking up to me, but I could barely hear it…didn't pay attention to it. Then he grabbed my shoulder, and noticed that I didn't turn around quickly, being all surprised. Too tired for that…

"Jacky?"

"Don't…call me…that."

"You look sick."

"I'm not sick, you idiot, just tired."

"Why?"

"Why don't you ask your so called 'Captain?'"

"Task?"

"Maybe." I folded my arms across my chest and glared at him.

"Do you still hate me?"

"Obviously…"

"Good because I still hate you too."

"Fine."

"Fine."

He walked away. I hate that man…now for this annoying list…

10pm-after the list was completed

Finally…nighttime…now I can sleep…

"Jack, what do you think you are doing?" Bloody, bloody, bloody eunuch!

"Uh, sleeping? Duh."

"What about our deal?"

"It's nighttime. The deal ends now."

"The deal ends at midnight."

"…………Bloody hell…………"

He laughed. Yeah, keep laughing, until Sunday when I make you pay. That was the longest two hours…and the longest day…I have ever been through.

I know it wasn't that funny…or long, or anything really. I was still going through my writer's block when I wrote this, but I needed to update sometime! Ideas are much appreciated. Please review, and save me the flames, I know this wasn't the best chapter.