Chapter 2

The Peacock Man

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You know, the more I think about it, I've had a pretty good day. I mean, I fell out of the sky, was graciously dubbed the "witch," and then I was thrown into the highest quality cell with the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow. Of course Jack had a plan.

Oh, yes! It had been working splendidly, but to speed it up a little, I took over. I didn't want to be in this wonderful cell all day, now did I? The problem was that someone new had arrived when Jack and I were about to escape. Which all leads to the current dilemma. Who was it?

Yep, I glared with all my might at that fateful hand, but my glare of death just wasn't doing the trick.-sigh- And I had really been working on my glare.

My eyes slowly traveled up the said hand, and surprise, surprise it lead to an arm where my eyes rested on the man's face. Yep, our little intruder was defiantly a man. That much was obvious.

He really was an attractive man. Even though his clothes were a bit plain his cape and hat made up for it. The man's cape was a dull black color, but his hat was as vain as ever. It was a dark brown hat with a brightly colored peacock feather on it. Which at the moment was in his face.

The man kept blowing at the feather in hope that it would stop bothering him, but alas it kept falling right into his eye. It was quite funny, really. Who knew, she'd be able to see a hot guy acting so ridiculous?

"Nice hat, William," drawled Jack. "Mind getting one for your ol' pal?"

"I would, but I'm sure you'll just still steal one as soon as I turn my back," retorted The Peacock Man.

Jack scratched his dirty scalp saying,"Nye. I would commandeer it. Not steal. And I thought you knew me so well, matte."

Oh, I bet that William Peacock Man really wanted to knock that smirk off of Jack. I know I would. Well, at least Jack knows this Peacock Man. Though I do hope he'll stop antagonizing the poor guy. If he doesn't, the Peacock may not help us escape. At least, I think that's what he's trying to do.

"Ummm...Hello, guys? Sorry to interrupt your conversation, but we kind of need to get going," I remarked.

Startled their heads jerked toward me, and for the first time William Peacock acknowledged me. "You? Who are you? Do you two know each other?"

Being caught off guard by the question, I stuttered a bit and said," Ah...well, you see-"

"Ah! You see, this my new friend. Wonderful fellow, really," Jack said draping his arm across my shoulders,"Now if you could get us out of here, then that would be just fine."

Bewildered, I glanced at Jack and realized that he was winking at me. A blush slowly crept upon my face as I thought, why is he helping me get out? Oh, never mind. I don't have time for this.

I turned my attention back to the present and saw that William Peacock had already unlocked the cell door.

"Ready, pretty boy?" Jack whispered in my ear.

"Yeah."

And together, Jack and I walked out of the cell.

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Hey, everyone! It's E.

Sorry it took me forever to make the second chapter. For some reason today, I suddenly became inspired.

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