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Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Aye, Disney doesn’t allow anyone else to make a profit, but we’re not tryin’ to make a profit, are we?
Summary: First in a series of significant events in the lives of Bootstrap Bill and Jack Sparrow with a cameo by Will. This was supposed to be a drabble for the “lucky charm” challenge at Black Pearl Sails. There will be six installments to this drabble sequence. None of them is a drabble. What did I do to deserve this? I had work to do that did not get done! Trinity Day? Are you out there? This is all your fault!
1 The Luck Holds
“Bloody hell, Jack!” Bill swore, ducking his head away from his captain’s persistent attempt to sponge off the blood running down his face. He instantly regretted the sudden motion as the quarterdeck of the Black Pearl fractured into a thousand multi-coloured pieces and spun like a compass on top of magnetic north. His stomach made an urgent escape attempt.
“Hold still, you daft idiot!” Jack snapped at him. “Don’t you dare muck up the deck of my ship any more than you already have!”
He had significantly mucked up Jack’s pristine decks. The shot had plowed a groove right through his skull as Jack had informed him in the blister of creative profanity that always accompanied his captain’s getting shaken.
Wincing, Bill gritted his teeth and endured. “So, did we win?” he asked, to take his mind off the fact that Jack was removing his head one piece at a time and planting explosives behind his eyes.
“Aye,” Jack answered shortly.
Bill’s hand went to the small ivory amulet on the chain at his throat. “The luck still holds.” He grinned recklessly at Jack, who was smoking and fuming more than the haze of gunpowder still hanging over his ship and the crackle of fires the crew was rushing to douse.
“It had better,” muttered Captain Sparrow darkly. “I’m not doing without you, William Turner. That’s an order.”
2 Don't Do Anything Stupid
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Aye, Disney doesn’t allow anyone else to make a profit, but we’re not tryin’ to make a profit, are we?
Summary: First in a series of significant events in the lives of Bootstrap Bill and Jack Sparrow with a cameo by Will. This was supposed to be a drabble for the “lucky charm” challenge at Black Pearl Sails. There will be six installments to this drabble sequence. None of them is a drabble. What did I do to deserve this? I had work to do that did not get done! Trinity Day? Are you out there? This is all your fault!
1 The Luck Holds
“Bloody hell, Jack!” Bill swore, ducking his head away from his captain’s persistent attempt to sponge off the blood running down his face. He instantly regretted the sudden motion as the quarterdeck of the Black Pearl fractured into a thousand multi-coloured pieces and spun like a compass on top of magnetic north. His stomach made an urgent escape attempt.
“Hold still, you daft idiot!” Jack snapped at him. “Don’t you dare muck up the deck of my ship any more than you already have!”
He had significantly mucked up Jack’s pristine decks. The shot had plowed a groove right through his skull as Jack had informed him in the blister of creative profanity that always accompanied his captain’s getting shaken.
Wincing, Bill gritted his teeth and endured. “So, did we win?” he asked, to take his mind off the fact that Jack was removing his head one piece at a time and planting explosives behind his eyes.
“Aye,” Jack answered shortly.
Bill’s hand went to the small ivory amulet on the chain at his throat. “The luck still holds.” He grinned recklessly at Jack, who was smoking and fuming more than the haze of gunpowder still hanging over his ship and the crackle of fires the crew was rushing to douse.
“It had better,” muttered Captain Sparrow darkly. “I’m not doing without you, William Turner. That’s an order.”
2 Don't Do Anything Stupid
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