Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean.

The Black Pearl was sailing across a rough sea. The fierce waves were tossing it to and fro, threatening to capsize the mighty vessel. High above in the sky, dark storm clouds loomed ahead. They were dying to let some lightning loose to strike the mast so as to set the ship on fire.

It wasn't these dangers all around them the crew on board had to fret about.

It was the lunatic at the helm who they had to worry about.

"Oh, 'tis a beautiful night for sailing 'cross the wide ocean-HIC!"

Captain Jack Sparrow's jubilant ramblings were cut off as he let off his hundredth hiccup of the evening. The legendary pirate was steering the Black Pearl through the wild waters – and putting his and his crew's lives at more risk than normal. Sparrow had been drinking while at the helm – and was now more than a little bit tipsy.

"Jack, maybe you should let me take control…" Will Turner offered.

"Take control of me own ship?!" Sparrow exclaimed manically. "You tryna' commit mutiny, boy?! I'll have ya walk the plank!"

"Jack, easy, just let me have the helm!" A sweat drop ran down Will's head as he approached his intoxicated shipmate. "I can get us through these rough seas…"

"Ya tryna tell me that I can't?! After all me years of piracy?!"

"No, Jack! I just think you shouldn't be taking control in the state you're in!"

"Codswallop! There ain't nothing wrong with me! HIC!" Sparrow threw an empty mug into Will's hands. "Now make yourself useful, boy, and poor your captain another pint of ale!"

"I think you've had enough to drink, Jack!"

"Argh, you just be tryna' take control - 'cause you be jealous that Elizabeth likes me better than you!"

A fierce rage built up inside Will at this drunken, vain boasting of Sparrow's. He tried to keep it under control as he glared at his captain. "No, I'm just-"

"I tell ya, boy, I know the way to a woman's heart – is through drinks! HIC!" Sparrow let off another hiccup, but didn't let that stop him from bragging at the top of his lungs. "This weekend, I be taking Elizabeth out for a couple of drinks – while ya stay behind to scrub me ship!"

"NOOOOOOOOO!"

With all his rage built up, Will lunged at Sparrow. He knocked the drunken pirate flat on his black – but also hit the help, causing it to spin unstoppably.

The Black Pearl swung around across the stormy sea to starboard – and ended up smashing it's bow into the port side of another ship which was just passing by. Both ships instantly burst into flames. They sunk down into the icy, murky water – taking their respective crews down with them. Their terrified screams were silenced as they plunged down into the depths.

For a moment, there was silence with only the sounds of the wind and waves to fill the air. Then two figures emerged on the surface, catching onto some debris of the burnt and sunken Black Pearl.

"Will!" Sparrow snapped. "You've gone and sunk me ship!"

"It ain't my fault, Jack!" Will snapped. "If you hadn't been drinking and telling me Elizabeth likes me more than you, I wouldn't have had to knock you away from the helm!"

"Well you're gonna have to go diving down to these waters to retrieve what was on the ship!"

Will's eyes widened. "You want me to dive down and rescue all the crew?!"

"The crew?! I don't give a hoot about the crew!" Sparrow shook his head and hiccupped. "I want you to rescue me chest of drink!"

Will frowned, staring in disbelief at his drunk captain – before putting his hands on his head to push him down under the water.

The end.