Reminder for this chapter, that I have used the actual POTC 2 script (which was listed in teh disclaimer at the beginning of this series). So the words I have in here, despite the fact not being English and in some cases not even real whole words, please bare with me and enjoy the series.
Cold As Glass
Sequel to Heart of Glass
A Pirate Lord's Adventure
Chapter 8
I patiently sighed and looked across the ocean water, while Will kept looking at the Pearl, as if was going to magically disappear. But it wouldn't surprise me if it did; I remember as a child watching the fog trail behind the Pearl when it boarded the docks and how Jack's crew always seemed to come out of some fairy tale.
Suddenly the shrimper stopped rowing, making me look over at him curiously.
"What's wrong?" Will asked impatiently. "The beach is there."
Suddenly, in the shrimper's awful Cajun-French accent, he answered bluntly," Ne bouganeis pas, c'est trop dangereux."
"What?" Will questioned back at a complete lost for what he had just said.
"He said something is dangerous," I answered, just before the shrimper's brother continued in a more theatrical tone.
"Je ne peux, c'est trop dangereux, javais le dit."
At that point, it was obvious he wasn't going to row any further to shore.
I groaned in defeat, before murmuring to Will," I guess, we have to swim."
Will sighed in defeat and announced," Ladies first."
I stuck out my tongue at him childishly, while the shrimper-who I doubted understood us-just watched, as I stood up.
I slung my pack over my shoulder, and teased Will," Hope you can swim for a long length of time."
Will just rolled his eyes, while I dove. Yet sadly, I knew the gun I had stolen was now useless, along with the gun powder.
As I came back up to the surface, Will stood up and took his time starring down at the water, obviously hesitant.
"Bon voyage, monsieur." The shrimper encouragingly said to Will, trying to get him off the boat as quickly as possible.
Will just shook his head and rolled his eyes, obviously upset that we didn't get full passage. But hey, that's what you get when you do business with shrimpers who dock at Tortuga.
I sighed and stopped treading water, and went back to swimming to shore.
If Will was going to pout and stand there for an hour, I was going to get moving and find Jack first.
So I raced towards the shore, going with the tide, as I kept my eyes upon the prize. The Pearl.