Disclaimer- I don't own Elizabeth Swann, Captain Barbossa, Jack Sparrow, or, sadly, Will Turner, or any below mentioned characters or places related to Pirates of the Caribbean: the Curse of the Black Pearl copyright Disney 2003.

A/N: Hi! This is my first Fanfic, and I'm sorry that this chapter is so short, but I promise that if you guys like this chapter, I'll make the rest longer.

The sun shone, the palm trees swayed, and the blue waters of the Caribbean sparkled brilliantly. Ah, yes...what a fine day this turned out to be..., thought Jack Sparrow, Captain of the Black Pearl, as he strolled the streets of Tortuga and took another swig of his rum.

"Captain Jack!", said a voice behind him. Jack spun around in his usual drunken fashion and saw that the owner of the voice was Mr. Gibbs.

"Cotton's Parrot brought you a letter." he said.

"Gibbs, you know I can't read." groaned Jack.

"Nor can I, or the rest of the crew for that matter.", replied Gibbs. And off went Jack, the letter and rum in hand, in search of someone who could.

The winds were perfect for sailing into Port Royale on such short notice. Jack, who was a little tipsy after all that rum he'd had, looked proudly at the ship that had needed such extensive repair. His ship. Bloody skeleton pirates buggered it all up, putting holes everywhere, he thought to himself, as Port Royale came into the horizon.

The first time Jack had come to Port Royale, his ship was near completely submerged. This time, he paid the harbor master like an honest man, but couldn't resist taking his wallet, just for old time's sake. He had some time to spare before the party, and decided to visit old friends, carefully avoiding Commodore Norrington. However, Will was not in the blacksmith's shop, and Elizabeth was not to be seen at the Governor's mansion. Very much peeved, Jack made his way to the address, hoping they were serving rum.

When he arrived, he noticed that it was a very small place. He opened the door, only to see Will, Barbossa and Elizabeth sitting around a table holding two notes, one opened, and none (except Jack, who was still a little drunk) were looking to happy about being there.

"Yay! Reunions! I love reunions!" exclaimed the all powerful drunken one.

Everyone stared at Jack, who was totally clueless as to what was going on.

"Well, now that we're all here, we can open the last note." said Elizabeth.

"Before we open the last one," said Jack, "what did the first one say?"

"To wait for all the guests."

"So we didn't know any of us was coming?" asked Jack, slightly confused.

"No, but I assume we all got the same letter."

"We couldn't have." declared Will.

"Why not?" inquired Barbossa.

"Because my letter included a post script saying how sexy and brave I am."

"Will, you probably added that in yourself." said Elizabeth exasperatedly.

"He didn't." said Jack.

"How do you know?" asked Elizabeth.

"My letter also had a post script noting that I was extremely cute when drunk." replied Jack.

"And mine said I was completely evil." added in Barbossa gleefully.

"Well, mine didn't have one."

"That's probably because no one actually had anything of importance to say to you." said Jack. He had meant it as a joke, but fully regretted saying it as he ducked Elizabeth's blow.

"Can...we...just...open...the...bloody...note?" heaved Elizabeth, looking dangerous.

No one dared move.

A/N: I realize that of course Jack can read, and do not mean to insult his or anyone else's intelligence.