And yet another chapter! I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean or the Dutchman crew.

The iPod Shuffle Challenge

Pick a subject to write about (fandom, character, pairing, the first thing that pops to mind, etc.)

Set your mp3 player/iPod to shuffle ALL of your songs, then hit Play.

You have from the beginning to the end of ONE song to write, based on whatever the music inspires you to write concerning your subject.

Lather, rinse, and repeat for the first ten songs, no matter how ludicrous they may be!

Fandom: Pirates of the Caribbean

Characters: Davy Jones, Dutchman crew, Jack Sparrow

1. THNKS FR TH MMRS - FALL OUT BOY

The vast expanse of the sea stretched out before him, and though he ruled it all, the fearsome Davy Jones was not content. He would never be content, because it felt like he would never be free again. Beckett had taken possession of his heart and Mercer was stationed on the Flying Dutchman to ensure that Jones did as he was told. His lips lifted in a nasty sneer as he thought of all the ways that he could kill the bastards, each turning out to be more gruesome and satisfying than the last. Still, with his heart guarded by the royal guard, it didn't seem like any of his fantasies would come true any time soon.

2. WHAT A WONDERFUL WORLD - LOUIS ARMSTRONG

Koleniko, Palifico, and Maccus glanced at one another with narrowed, shifty eyes, their hands atop their crusty Liar's Dice cups as they continually glanced down at their contents. Each crewmember continued to give the others nasty looks, hoping to distract them enough that their numbers would be revealed in their eyes.

3. SHIVER - MAROON 5

Jack Sparrow literally quaked in his boots as a shiver flew up his spine. He could tell that he was being watched, but with the darkness of night pressing close to the Black Pearl and the ocean, his sight was severely limited. He caught the distinct smell of rotten fish and nearly gagged, forcing down the urge to vomit. He knew he was in trouble the moment he sent Will out to that ship wreck. He knew he couldn't avoid Jones forever, but he was damned if he didn't try. Still peering through his looking glass, the silvery slivers of moonlight caught in two cruel blue eyes staring back at him.

4. HANGING BY A MOMENT - LIFEHOUSE

Jones cast his gaze to the sky for one brief moment before he wheeled around and stomped back to his cabin. He headed straight for his organ and sat in silence, too tired to even let his tentacles sweep over the sopping wet keys. Only the comfort of his music box, Calypso's last gift to him, was able to lull him to sleep, but it was a shallow drifting sort of sleep, a half-awareness. Palms cupped his cheeks and full lips pressed to his mouth. Davy Jones was startled awake, his body jolting into a hightened state of awareness. His keen blue eyes scanned every dark corner of his cabin, but there was nothing, nothing but the remaining fragments of what had been . . . a good dream. Sighing, he slowly drifted back into the darkness and the false comfort of a lover's arms.

5. VELCRO FLY - ZZ TOP

Bootstrap Bill Turner's arms ached from tying the Dutchman's ropes tight to keep the sails in place. He absent-mindedly rubbed his chafed hands on his water soaked pants as he edged closer to the bosun, Jimmylegs, to catch what was going on in the hold below. Nothing, as usual. Another game of Liar's Dice, their only form of entertainment. Bill sighed in resignation and moved away towards the side of the boat. He stared out at the sea before tensing when his captain's cruel voice rang out, harsh and clear. "Down!"

6. SUDDENLY - REBECCA

The moon rose high above the crisp Caribbean waters. The Dutchman's captain stood at the rail and watched the choppy water disappear underneath his ship, each undulating movement of the current like a roll of a woman's hips, his woman's hips. Harsh and untamable as the sea, she'd been a dancer almost too eager to perform for anyone; his goddess. Closing his eyes, he remembered every sway of her body to exotic Eastern music . . . back when he'd been human and they'd been together.

7. PROMISCUOUS - NELLY FURTADO

Jack's gaze followed Elizabeth everywhere around his ship. No matter where she went, his eyes found her. She couldn't hide from him. He knew she was forbidden territory; Will would gladly put up a valiant fight over his bonnie lass. Still, Jack knew that there was more to the woman than she let on. Something about her drew him like a moth to the flame; some quality attracted him, but he wasn't entirely sure what or why. Was it a physical attraction? Of course, after all, Elizabeth was a fine specimen of a woman, and to say that Captain Sparrow was sexually deprived would be the understatement of the century. He hadn't had a woman in so long; how long? Three weeks? Four? Still, would he really cross Will's fragile line of trust to satisfy such a simple need? He had to think about it. Maybe not. But Elizabeth was just so different than other women, and that somewhat mystical quality that followed her was what drew him to her again and again.

8. CRUSH CRUSH CRUSH - PARAMORE

There he was, staring at him again, like he was the scum of the Caribbean. Davy Jones sneered in disgust as he caught and held Mercer's gaze. That rotten spy was really pushing his luck. This was Jones' ship, godsdammit, and yet Jones' was barely captain. It annoyed him to no end. He wanted to wipe that grisly smirk from the mortal's fat face. Turning away, Jones knew that soon, very soon, he would be able to do just that. Davy Jones turned his gaze to the horizon, knowing that the future would be unfurled very soon.

9. SWEET DREAMS ARE MADE OF THESE - CHER (???)

Clunk. Clunk. Clunk. Every approaching footstep was part of a rhythm. Each swing of his lantern, his light glowing like lichen off the barnacle-encrusted hull. The captain rounded the corner and glanced at him. Wyvern closed his eyes tightly, praying that he really could just melt into the hull of the ship. Even after serving nearly one hundred years aboard the Dutchman, the sight of his tentacle-bearded, cruel-eyed captain was enough to make him shudder in fear. Lately, though, Wyvern noticed that the captain was passing through his corridor more and more often; pacing was probably the correct word. Davy Jones had never, in a hundred years, paced around his ship. It was as though something terrible weighed on his mind, some great burden that crushed even his stone-cold captain down like the great weight of the crushing water. As the captain passed, Wyvern opened his eyes and let out a sigh, thankful that the threat had move on once again.

10. WAKE UP CALL - MAROON 5

A great pain arose in his chest, stabbing and tearing him open, as though his heart was being cut out. Again. This pain wasn't only physical, but emotional. It seemed that the pressure and weight on his chest was amplified by the hollow emptiness of his chest, worse than the searing pain of the memory of the wound. He wished he could clutch the accursed, beating monster in his hand and lock it away once more, away for good, where no one would ever find it. But Beckett had the heart. His eyes snapped open and he let out an angry shout, a rasp of frustration and pain. The stupid human was making him suffer such turmoil. Maybe it was Jones' turn to show Beckett how it really felt to have your heart ripped out.

Okay, yeah. I don't know. Does Cher sing "Sweet Dreams Are Made of These"? Again, I have an iPod Shuffle, and it doesn't have a screen to show me the song name and artist.