A Bet, Some Rum, and a Wedding
Chapter 1: The Bet
"Commodore! There's Sparrow! I see him by the docks!" one of Commodore Norrington's men informed him.
"Very good gentlemen," the Commodore praised his men. "He took Elizabeth away from me. I have been searching for that scoundrel for six months, and I am not going to let him get away again," Norrington said to himself. "Alright men, do not let Sparrow escape. Do what ever it takes to bring him back here, and make sure he's alive. I want to deal with him myself. Ready men? Get Sparrow!" James Norrington led his forward into the small town in search of a certain pirate.
Meanwhile about 100 feet away…
"Where's all tha' noise coming from?" Jack Sparrow asked himself. He looked around the corner of the wall he was leaning again and saw a large group of redcoats led my the Commodore himself running towards him "BLOODY HELL! IT'S NORRINGTON! I have to get out of here!" Jack ran for his life down the street trying to out run Norrington's men.
"Where can I go? Anybody around here will turn me in to Norrington for sure. I'm going to have to take my chances on one of these ships. I hope they're not with Norrington. How did he find me so fast?" He looked behind himself and saw the soldiers are getting closer to him. "He's getting closer….I 'ave to get on a ship." Jack noticed he was running along the dock with many ships nearby to choose from. A small ship close to him caught his eye. "This ship looks good. It's the closest, so therefore it's the best. Hurry up, Sparrow. You don't want to get hanged…." Jack ran towards the water and jumped in. After staying hidden for a minute to make sure no one was coming, he climbed up the side of the ship and jumped onto the deck.
Two hours before Norrington came…
"Where's that book? Oh here it is," said Amy Jones quietly to herself. "I'm so tired. I don't know how much longer I'll be able to stay awake." She had been running around all-day and wanted to relax. Amy jumped onto her bed yawning holding a book in her hand. Brushing her blonde hair out of her face, she read for an hour and then fell asleep.
THUMP!
Amy was awakened an hour later by a strange noise coming from the deck outside. The woman checked to make sure that the pistol attached to her purple sash around her waist was fully loaded and headed up to the deck. She walked all over the deck. After checking every hiding spot she could think of, she found still found nothing. Looking over into the town, Amy noticed a group of redcoats running in the middle of the streets.
"What is going on over there? A pirate must have been spotted or something. Must really want to get that pirate. I probably just heard one of them running by my ship and accidentally hit it or something." Figuring it was nothing the blonde woman headed back down stairs to her room, still very alert and her pistol ready to shoot at any moment. When she got back to her bedroom, she saw a strange, and rather handsome, surprise sitting on her bed.
"'Ello, luv."
"Who are you and why are you on my ship?" Amy asked threateningly.
"I'm Captain Jack Sparrow. The best pirate, and the best looking pirate, in the Caribbean luv."
"So you're Jack Sparrow. I've heard stories of you before. I've always wondered what you looked like and now I know. You look different that I expected." A smirk appeared on her lips and walked over to her desk and sat on the top, still with one hand right next to pistol prepared to fire at a moment's notice.
"I look better than you thought I would right? I get that all the time luv."
"No, actually I thought you would be more handsome than what you look like now." Jack dropped his jaw in surprise.
"Well um, I've never 'eard that one before luv. Are you sure there's nothing wrong with ya? No one has said that to me before…at least not to my face," he added as an afterthought. "There's no way you think that I'm unattractive. I'm Captain Jack Sparrow. There has to be something wrong with you. You're not an eunuch are you?"
"No, Mr. Sparrow, I can insure you that I am not a eunuch. Firstly, I am a girl, so I couldn't possibly be a eunuch. Secondly, even if I was a man, I would certainly not be a eunuch."
"Oh really? Sounds like ye've thought 'bout this before," Jack Sparrow said with a grin curling at his lips. Amy's eyes became small slits that even Jack could tell from across the room that she was annoyed.
"There's nothing wrong with me, and I never said I thought you were unattractive."
"Some how I doubt that."
"And what does that mean?" said Amy, irritated even more.
"Nothing. It means nothing. I never should have said that." If looks could kill, Jack would be six feet under by now the way Amy was looking at him.
"One more wise crack like that and you'll get yerself killed."
"I'll agree to that." The room was silent for a minute until the only man in the room realized what Amy said previously. "Wait…what did you say before?"
"Before what?"
"Before you gave me the death glare."
"I said that I'm not a eunuch and there's nothing wrong with me."
"You said something else also. Ah yes, I remember now."
"What did I say?"
"Ye don't remember what you said? I think ya will once I say it."
"Tell me!"
"Alright! I'll tell you, just settle down woman!" Jack shook his head thinking why did he have to pick this ship. "You said that you never thought that I was unattractive." Amy's face began to turn red and shook her head vigorously.
"I said that? Nope didn't say that. You're just trying to get me to say that I think you're handsome."
"And what do you think of me?" the pirate said determined to get this out of her.
"I choose to keep that answer to myself."
"So you do think I'm attractive?"
"I'm not saying no…but I'm not saying yes either."
"Fine, I'll just leave it up to ye to tell me that ya think I'm so darn good-looking." Jack swung his feet over the side of the bed he was sitting on.
"What makes you think I will?"
"I just think you will."
"Why?"
"Ya just will."
"What makes you think I will!"
"You know what, let's just forget about it."
"Fine."
"Fine." For a few moments there was an awkward silence in the room. Amy finally decided to say something to break the quietness, which relieved both of the occupants in the room.
"So what are you doing on my ship anyway, Mr. Sparrow?"
"Did you see all of those soldiers outside running through the streets?"
"Yes."
"They were after me. Seems that the Commodore finally caught up with me. He's still mad about the whole Elizabeth thing. He really needs to get over that and find himself another girl. Or get a new hobby."
"So Norrington finally caught up with you, eh? It was about time he did. I thought he would have found you by now. I've heard he was very good."
"He's still no match for Captain Jack Sparrow. Nobody can catch me. Wait, how do you know about Norrington?"
"I have my ways Mr. Sparrow."
"It's CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow if you don't mind, luv."
"As long as you are on my ship, I can call you what ever I want and don't call me luv."
"What should I call you then?"
"My name is Amy Jones."
"Well then Miss Jones, may I please stay on your wonderful ship until I can get off without getting hung by Norrington and his bloody men?"
"I suppose so. I am getting lonely on this ship all by myself anyway. I would like someone to talk to. Well since you are here Mr. Sparrow, I guess it's my job to entertain you and make sure you have a good time as a good host. So, what you would like to do, Mr. Sparrow?" Jack had a suggestive grin on his face.
"Besides that Mr. Sparrow. Do you have any other ideas that are not perverted?"
" No, I don't." Amy was giving Jack the death glare again.
"Just kidding. Of course I have other ideas."
"Then tell me."
"Do you have any rum, Miss Jones?"
"…And he said that's my wife, not my sister."
"Jack you're so funny!" said Amy. The newly acquainted persons had been drinking rum for the past four hours now. Both of them were drunk now but Amy was much more drunk than Jack. But he had already figured out this fact a while back. He could drink all night and still be fine so he was going to take advantage of this situation.
"I know, I know. You seem pretty out of it. How much rum have you had?" Jack asked while taking another swig of the rum.
"I don't know, two or three bottles. I lost count…" Amy said and finished off her bottle.
"Make that four."
"I think you've had enough, luv."
"I told you not to call me luv. Besides I can handle loads of rum. You barely have any rum left. You need more rum. I'll get you some more rum," she said while standing up nearly falling over but Jack caught her before she hit the floor. As Amy left to get the rum, Jack looked around her room. She had lots of books about astronomy and ships. Her bed had purple satin sheets on it with a matching comforter, which now had stains on it from the rum. Jack felt so comfortable in her room. He didn't know why, but it just felt like home to him.
"Here's the rum. I brought four bottles. Two for me and two for you. Jack are you listening to me?" Jack was so focused on thinking about her room he hadn't even noticed that Amy walked in.
"What? Oh yes, you brought more rum." Amy brought the bottles over to Jack and sat down next to him.
"You know what Jack? I've never met anyone like you before. Any girl would be lucky to have a man like you. You are so handsome and charming…you're just different than any other guy out there and I don't know what it is." By the time she said this she was leaning up against Jack so much, she pushed him into the backboard which was the only thing keeping him from falling down. Jack thought it would be best to take advantage of this situation.
"You know you are a very attractive girl Amy. You know how to defend yourself and I like that. I would love to have a girl like you." Jack wrapped his arm around her and her head was resting on his shoulder.
"What?" Amy picked up her head and was looked into Jack's eyes.
"I really like you Amy." Jack pulled Amy close and kissed her. He kissed her roughly and lustfully. He was about to push her down on the bed when he suddenly felt a very strong sting on his face.
"JACK SPARROW, HOW DARE YOU TAKE ADVANTAGE OF ME LIKE THIS! I THOUGHT YOU WERE BETTER THAN THAT!" He apparently had just been slapped.
"What? Haven't you ever heard of me before? You don't know me very well. Wait a second, weren't you drunk before? ."
"Don't you get it Jack? I never was drunk. I have learned to hold my drink very well over the years. I thought you were better than this Jack. I heard so many stories about how you seduce women and work your charm on them to take advantage of them. I thought no man would ever be that heartless, but you just proved me wrong, Jack! All you think about is booze and women!" Amy harshly pushed Jack's arm off of her and get off the bed.
"That's not true! I think 'bout sailin' the seas and fighting and…um… there's got to be something else."
"See Jack you know it's true. I was going to let you stay in here because when I thought you were a decent man, but now you get to sleep in the storage room. You really hurt me Jack. You are really going to have to work hard for me to start even thinking about trusting you." Amy was so overwhelmed with anger she couldn't even yell anymore. Jack knew this was a bad situation and mixing with anger women, especially when they're angry with you, is never a good thing.
"I never should have tried to take advantage of you. I am sorry."
"How do I know that you are really sorry? Lying is second nature to you."
"Ye have my word as a pirate."
"That's reassuring," Amy said sarcastically.
"Then you have my word as my name is Jack Sparrow."
"Let me see your arm."
"Why?"
"Just do it." Jack showed Amy his arm. She looked over his tattoo on his right arm and nodded. Coldly she shoved his arm back to his side and turned away from him.
"Ya didn't believe me when I told you I was Jack Sparrow?"
"I did, but I just wanted to be completely sure that it really is you."
"So you forgive me then?"
"No." Jack frowned.
"Why? Do I have to do something to get some of your trust back?" he said not to be taken seriously.
"Yes you do."
"That wasn't meant to be taken seriously."
"Well it was." Jack cursed at himself for not shutting his big mouth.
"What is it then?"
"You really want to know? It's not going to be easy," Amy said, still wary about what this pirate's true intentions are.
"All I want is your trust back."
"Fine. Even though I might never trust you, you deserve to be punished. Let's see, what do you have to do," She thought for a second until her face lit up with an evil smirk. "I know! You can't sleep with anyone or drink rum for six months. And you have to stay here so I can be sure that you stay true to this bet."
"WHAT!"
"I'm not finished yet. If you cannot do this, you must give up rum forever and be my personal servant for a week."
"What! That seems kind of harsh don't you think lu- I mean Miss Jones?" Jack said hoping to get himself out of this bet.
"I think I'm going easy on you. It's either this or you leave and beg that Norrington doesn't find you." Amy opened her bedroom door and pointed outside.
"Fine, but you cannot sleep with anyone for the next six months also unless it's with me and if I can do this you have to be my personal servant for three weeks."
"But that means I can't at all! …and I only made you be my servant for a week. "
"Yes, but you will also make me give up rum forever." The blonde rolled her eyes growing more annoyed with this person by the second.
"So, do we have an accord?" Amy stood silently for a few minutes thinking carefully about this bet and came to a decision.
"We have on accord." The two shook hands unceremoniously sealing the deal. "I'll get you some blankets and a pillow. Oh and one more thing, before you go to bed, give me your hat."
"Why!" Jack said shocked by this request.
"To make sure you don't try anything. If I have something of yours, I know you won't try anything because I have control over it. Once I feel that you are somewhat trustworthy again, you'll get your hat back."
"How long will that be?"
"It depends on how you act, Mr. Sparrow."
"I'm not givin' you my hat unless I know when I'll get it back," Jack said stubbornly.
"Jack, you give me the hat right now."
"No."
"Either the hat or the pistol."
"You're not getting either one."
"GIVE IT TO ME RIGHT NOW OR YOU'RE OFF THIS SHIP!"
"Fine, here's my hat." Jack sadly departed from his hat and Amy ripped it away from his hand.
"Now that wasn't so hard, was it?"
"What'll be hard is living with you for the next six months," he mumbled under his breath.
"What did you say?"
"Nothing." Amy stared at the arrogant pirate and pushed him towards the door of her room.
"There are blankets and pillows in the storage room. If you don't like the storage room, you're welcome to sleep outside."
"I'm not sleeping outside."
"I don't care if you sleep outside or inside, just as long as it's not in my bedroom. If you need anything just tell me. Now if you excuse me, I'll be off to bed." She pushed him into the hallway and tried to slam her door shut but something stop it from closing.
"Amy?"
"What?" She opened the door barely enough so he could see her whole face.
"I wasn't lying when I was saying I thought you were pretty." Amy tried her hardest to hold back a smile but the tips of her lips curled which Jack noticed.
"And I wasn't lying when I was saying I thought you were handsome and charming. Goodnight, Jack." She closed the door quietly and locked it so he could not come in. Jack knew that it was going to be very difficult living with her for the next six months.
WOOT! 'A Bet, Some Rum, and a Wedding' is back from the dead! I'm soooooooo sorry it took me so long to repost this story! I had school and friends and yeah. And I am sorry the disclaimer is not at the top. I am having some technical difficulties. It will be at the top next time. I have also decided to take this time to edit all the chapters so there will be fewer mistakes. Some of the dialog and sentences are changed, but it's basically the same. I will try and repost all the chapters as quickly as possible and then repost the sequel. And then we'll be right back where we started! YAY! And resubmitted reviews are gladly welcomed. ;) Oh yes, here is the disclaimer because my computer won't let me put it at the top.
Disclaimer: I own nothing Pirates of the Caribbean. That's right you heard me, nothing. But in my mind, I own everything!