Pirates of the Caribbean: Tales of the Dead

Prologue

Maggie in Photo Above💀

Maggie's Log:
Day 4 on the island of Saint Martin.

It has been several months since our last big adventure to the Fountain of Youth, since then Daddy and I have acquired a new crew, including old acquaintances such as the ever trusted Mr. Gibbs, Marty and Scrum. The situation of the Black Pearl hasn't changed, she still sits in her glass bottled prison, I can tell Daddy misses his vessel, even if he won't say so. I miss her too... mostly because all my stuff is still there from when Barbossa stole it, years ago. Speaking of Barbossa, well he made off with the Queen Anne's Revenge and is now doing quite well for himself. He has a small but prosperous fleet of ships at his disposal and he's become quite rich in plunder. However -considering he's the one who lost the Pearl and put us in this position- if I ever see him again I'm kicking him... right in the cannonball's!

Daddy has been able to acquire us a new ship in the meantime, the Dying Gull it's called... and it certainly smells like something died on it. The vessel is also small and isn't very seaworthy from the looks of it, that's why we have it beached near an abandoned shipyard off the coast of Saint Martin...

Maggie Sparrow sat in the tiny cabin she shared with her father aboard the Dying Gull. She sat at her father's desk updating her log, but turned her head as the door of the cabin creaked open. It was her father Captain Jack Sparrow, he walked in with his red bandana pulled over his eyes.

"The father figure/Captain of the ship is now entering the cabin" he announced clearly. "Is the tiny female of said cabin descent?"

"Heh?" Maggie asked.

"Are you in your night gown yet?" He simplified his question

"Oh... yeah, I'm all dressed!" Maggie said, giggling as Captain Jack straightened his bandana back into place.

"I'm just kidding" he grinned. "Besides it's nothing I haven't seen. I changed your diapers enough times... now then, come on into bed with ye!"

"I would, but I can't" Maggie shook her head.

Captain Jack raised a brow. "And just why not?"

"Cause I don't want to!" Maggie smirked.

Jack squinted at her sternly and Maggie froze for a moment before pouncing off her chair and making a mad dash for the door. However Captain Jack scooped her up before she had the chance and carried her under his arm before dropping her onto her little cot bed beside his.

"If you can be sassy, you can go to sleep! Now sleep!" Jack told her.

"But I'm not even sleepy!" Maggie told him, while rubbing her eyes.

Jack gave her a wry look.

Maggie realized what she was doing and pulled her hand away from her face. "I had something in my eye!" She shrugged nonchalantly.

"Yeah, you do have something in your eye..." Jack nodded. "Sleepiness! Now lie down. I'm going to tuck you in so tight, you'll never squirm your way out!"

"That's what you think!" Maggie smirked.

"Right, first we tuck in the feet, so I don't have to smell them..." Jack said, tucking in the covers near her feet.

"There not half as bad as yours..." Maggie quipped.

"Oy!" Jack gave her sides a playful pinch, causing her to giggle. "And then we tuck in the legs and belly, so monsters don't come out from under the bed to eat them. And finally we tuck in the neck, so vampires don't try to suck your blood."