The Swann and her Sparrow

Chapter Nine: Snakes

A/N: Hey guys! This is a short chapter, I know, but I love Pintel and Ragetti, so I decided to show what happened last night. (Not like that, gross.)

DISCLAIMER: I own none of the original character nor the original plot, but I do own Isabelle, Charles, and my semi-plot.

Enjoy. . .

It was morning. I woke up lying next to mast with Ragetti on my left side and Pintel on my right. Suddenly, I started to laugh. They woke up.

“Oi Poppet! What cha be laughin’ about?” Pintel asked me, though not harshly.

“About yesterday, Sir Pintel.” I said through my giggles. Ragetti started to laugh along with me.

“That was funny as so.” Ragetti agreed.

It was near midnight. Ragetti, Pintel and I had crept out of the ship, and took a bucket load of harmless garden snakes from the fields. We were now back on the ship.

“You do it first!” Pintel yelled at Ragetti. He shook his head.

“No, you do it first!” Ragetti yelled back.

“No, you do it first!” Pintel argued. I rolled my eyes.

“Boys, how about you watch the master do her work?” I said, and they stopped arguing and stared at me. I smiled, and dipped my hand in the bucket. The snakes at once started to hiss, and the one that I grabbed bit me.

“Ow.” I groaned, but I didn’t let him go. I walked up to Norrigton’s hammock, and place the snake next to his face. It curled up right next to his ponytail.

“See. Simple.” I said, and tore of a piece of cloth to wrap my hand up with. I was bleeding, but the pain was already easing out.

Pintel walked up to the bucket, and cautiously picked a snake up.

“Ow!” he screamed, and dropped the snake. His arm started to bleed mildly.

“Shut it! Do you want him to wake up and see that we did this?” I asked, and looked around. Good thing that the rest of the crew was out drunk. Pintel shook his head, and picked the snake up once more. He put near the snake I had placed.

We went on like this for a few minutes, until his whole hammock was covered with slithering snakes. Ragetti was lucky, and was only bit once, while Pintel and I were bit numerous time. But it was all worth it.

“Come on. We need to get away from the crime scene.” I said, motioning to the room. The followed me out.

Once we were on the deck, I stopped whispering.

“Can’t wait until he walks up.” I said loudly.

“How ‘ill we know?” Ragetti asked.

“Oh, you’ll know.” I said chuckling, remembering the other time I did this. The both nodded, confused. They’ll get it soon enough. I though. We sat down next to the mast.

“Rum?” Pintel asked, handing me a open bottle of rum. I only drank half of mine from Tortuga, so I grabbed, not caring if others have drunk it. The bitter taste filled my mouth, but it was good. I handing it back to Pintel, and he took a large gulp from it.

“So, tell me about your lives. How’d you ever get in Barbossa’s crew?” I asked them, while Pintel handed Ragetti the rum.

“Ah, long story short, we started as any norma’ crew. From Tortuga. ‘E found us there, and we’ve sailed with ‘im eve’ since.” Pintel said.