Victoria Marlin. A normal girl living a normal life wishes she was apart of a magical world. A world full of pirates, krakens, and sword fighting. For the billionth time in a row, she watches the Pirates of the Caribbean and ends up falling asleep...
Where's the bloody rum? I sit up in my bed and without opening my eyes fumble around until I find my favorite drink. I then open my eyes and take a large swig of it. The alcohol slightly burning my throat, but it felt nice. (Btw I do not conceive drinking as an tolerable thing. This is Jack we are talking about, a fictional character.) I stand up and wobble around until I find the cupboard where the rest of my rum is hidden. I open it and find that it is empty. I pick up one of the empty bottles and am slightly confused. I didn't drink it all last night... I probably would have done something pretty stupid. Ah. Never-mind, I always do that. I laugh to myself. Although I am confident that I didn't drink it all. I put both of the bottles I was holding back into the cupboard and go outside onto the deck. "Mr. Gibbs!" I scream at the top of my lungs, while searching for the gourmand man. I hear feet running down below deck and I tap my foot impatiently. "Yeh, Captain?" I see the dirty man come up from the deck and stand there like a fool. "Do you know... Where the rum is?" I slowly walk over to him with an embittered expression. For some reason, Mr. Gibbs smiles proudly. "We drank it all last night, thanks to ye'." I circle around him. "How do you mean?" He stands up a little straighter. "Well, we're celebratin'. You came out of yer cabin with rum in yer hands and handed them to us. Ya said we should drink the night away, and we weren' complainen'." He smiles again. "Well... Next time I try to do that, clout some sense into me ay?" I turn my back to him, heading for the helm. "Oh and Mr. Gibbs, when we go back on land, stock up on rum." His smile turns into a frown but he complies. "Ay Captain." I pull the spigot out from the helm, making me able to maneuver the wheel any which way. I smirk with gallivant. "On deck you contemptible dogs! Move to your stations!" In a matter of minutes the flee-bitten men come on deck and fumble to get to their positions. I pull out my compass and stare at the arrow as it spins furiously. It finally stops and is pointing south-east. We now have our heading. I turn the wheel and the Pearl starts moving in that direction. "Cotton... And Cotton's parrot... take the helm." Cotton looks at me and then I remember he doesn't have a tongue. I almost gag. "Don't eat me." The parrot says and Cotton walks to the helm. I assume that means yes. I walk down to deck level and inspect the ship and it's crew. Everything seems to be in it's proper place. Wait, where's young Turner? I roll my eyes and head below. I search for the boy in the mess, and I spot a lump curled up in a hammock. I walk over and prod the mass. I hear groaning and I flip the hammock over sending the groaning boy on the floor. "What in the... Jack!" I smirk at him and he looks tired and very vexed. "This ship isn't going to sail itself now is it? Get to your place Turner." He humphs as I walk back on deck. I need another drink. I walk back to my cabin and open the door. When I look up, I see a woman looking at one of my charts. Before I know it, I scream.
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She turns around and her mouth drops open like a cod-fish. "Who are you and what are you doing on my ship!?"
Victoria's Pov
"Who are you and what are you doing on my ship!?" He looks at me seriously. I was still stunned, I swear that I'm seeing things. This must be a dream... There is no way, that I am talking to Jack Sparrow. He waves a hand in front of my face, regaining my attention. "Oh um, sorry. I-I'm Victoria." He smirks at me and sticks a hand out. "Captain Jack Sparrow." Of course I knew that already, but I played along. I didn't want to be creepy. I stick my hand out as well while smiling. It was so hard for me not to fan-girl all over. "You still haven't explained why your on my ship." He pulls his rough hand away and frowns. I think for a minute and I can't remember. "I-I don't remember. I was laying down on my sofa and I felt really tired so I closed my eyes. When I woke up, I was here. Well, more like there." I point to his white fluffy bed. He seems just as confused as I am. I then start to panic. "My Mom doesn't know where I am. She'll be so worried." I start pacing around the room and he stares continually. "Darling, my crew and I can help ye." I turn to him and frown. "But you don't know where I live..." It was going to be kinda hard to get home when your in a fictional world! He smirks again. "Well that means that we'll have more time to get to know each-other." Hm. I needed to be cautious around him. Yes, he is my favorite character but he's also a play-boy pirate. I nod in response. I look down at my apparel and notice that I'm practically naked with how little clothing I'm wearing. I try and cover myself as best as I can and blush. "Um..." Jack notices my discomfort and pulls off his shirt. "Here Love." I blush again and slowly take the shirt. I wasn't gonna lie, he looked really good without the shirt on. I turn away and pull the shirt over my head. It goes below my mid-thigh so it covers anything unnecessary. Jack goes to the back of the room and pulls out another shirt and some pants. "Put these on. I'll go above deck and tell the crew we have a new member. That is of course if you want to be apart of such an unruly band of misfits?" He looks at me, waiting by the door. While waiting, he pulls the new shirt over his head. I smile and nod again. "I would love to, Captain." He smirks and tips his hat to me. "Call me Jack." He opens the door and walks out. I hear yelling and orders being thrown. I quickly pull on the pants and they are way too large on me, so I search for something to hold them up. After a minute, I see a red scarf and decide to tie it around my waist. I see a cracked mirror and walk up to it.
