True North. (Jack Sparrow × Male Reader)

Always come back. A Memory.

Y/N (Your Name)
Jacks POV

I stood on a rock, blunt sword pointed at little fellow who was little no more. I was a good lad of ten and he was a cranky little brat of eight. He stood below the rock and pointed his wood sword up at me as i shouted. "SO YOU WANNA BE A PIRATE BOY?!" He grinned and shouted back. "WELL I DONT SEE ANYOTHER PIRATES AROUND HERE!" I growled and swung my sword around skillfully witch made Y/N gulp and waver a little in his boldness. I cackled and mimiced the pirate Captians i had seen before. "Come at me boy! I have the high ground!" Y/N poked his sword up at me best he could and i cackled somemore. I quickly regreted my confidence however when i slipped off the rock and landed infront of Y/N. He began to hit me across the head with his sword and giggle like a maniac. I coverd my head with my arms and laughed. He knew all too well he could beat me with that stick all he wanted and I wouldent harm him. Not unless it was all good play. I had been particulerly snotty this time while playing pirates however, so i dident blame him for haveing a good beating on me.

After the abuise to my poor bandana and sleeves however, Y/N patted my head and asked if we could go read one of his books togeather. He was a horribal reader, His mother ouly knew so much herself. So i would help him read. Especialy the big words witch i myself was particulerly well versed in. My Mum said me and little fellow would be hard to take apart one day. I dident like that idea. I always wanted to come back and play with Little fellow no matter how i got back or what state i was in. I would always come back to little fellow. I sore it.