Pearl Beads

Chapter Six: Slinky

CHAPTER SIX

Well, now I seem to have settled that with myself (sadly I can't use my fist... fun fact, punching yourself in the face hurts) and I can't be stuffed staying mad at dear Mikie, though I did have to settle a few matters first... (Fun fact, punching Mikie in the face doesn't hurt ;)) Weave boarded the Black Pearl, and let me tell you, it is an amazing ship, so elegant, so beautiful. I sit at the back of the ship, where jack landed in the third movie (and I did that without a single drop of rum) strumming on a guitar that I found lying beneath the stairs, it was very out of tune, and only has four strings, but I have tuned it and can manage without the missing string.

Mikie walks over to me, clutching a dirty cloth to his bleeding nose, "I hate you, you know that right?"

"Love you too,"

He jumps up next to me and leans against a lantern, "You still remember how to play?" he asks, eying the primitive guitar in my hands, "not really, just a few tunes," I reply, Mikie looks at me, "play me something?" he asks with a sweet smile, I smile back and start to play the Pirates of the Caribbean theme tune, Mikie cracks up, so I change the tune to Hoist the Colours, singing along. "You still remember the words?"

"I still remember every line ever said by Jack Sparrow," I change again to Palm Tree Escape (best tune ever, look it up on YouTube) I stop and start randomly strumming again as we look out over the beautiful ocean, "Back to Tortuga," I sigh, "Back to Tortuga," Mikie agrees.

Were watching the water rush by in a peaceful silence, until it is broken by Mikie. "You still like him, don't you?" he asks,

"Hmmm?" I reply, looking up at him innocently, "You still like him," It was more a statement then a question this time, "I have positively no idea what you are talking about my dear friend," I reply in my English accent. "Oh I think you know who I'm talking about,"

"no, I couldn't possibly guess," I look over to the helm and see the captain standing in front of it, compass in one hand, bottle of rum in the other, now that was the Jack I knew. "WELL BELLA, I KNOW-" Mikie starts yelling, but I cut him off, putting my hand over his mouth, "alright, aright, I get it," I hiss, Jacks looking at us, so I Just smile and wave him off. Mike chuckles evilly, "You lurvve him, you wanna hug him, you wanna kiss him, you wanna-" I interrupt him again by pulling him out of his seat and walking across to the stairs, "Jack, Jaaaack," I start, mocking Barbossa (first one, walking the plank) "You know what you re mind me of?"

"Pirates of the Caribbean?" he asks innocently, I chuckle "no... A slinky,"

"How do I remind you of a slinky?" he asks, sealing his own fate, "oh! Well because you're not good for very much but will always bring a smile to my face when pushed down the stairs," and then guess what I do, I push him down the stairs with a smile on my face, but he grabs my arm and we both tumble down together, landing in a giggling heap on the floor (yes, Mikie and I do have a very violent relationship, deal)

Were lying on the ground, laughing our heads off, until a shadow covers the sun, I look up to see Jack, dreadlocks and all, "I've always loved your moustache," I say randomly, "I think she hit her head," Mikie stage whispers, I poke him, "lum sey sey..." I begin, Jack and I laugh our heads off, but Mike gets up into a cross legged position, arms crossed pouting. "Oh c'mon Mikie, you know it's funny,"

"I'm sorry, I have positively no idea what you are talking about," I smile, "you know why it's called the 'silent treatment' right?" I stand up and hold out my hand to him, he eyes it cautiously, like it's a snake, but I just sigh, grab his arm, and pull him to his feet. "How come every time I look at you guys your beating each other up?" Jack asks, I giggle, but then I remember (I have no idea how I managed to forget, probably the excitement of everything that's happened today) "You wouldn't happen to have a change of clothes would you?" I ask, now that its back in my mind I'm finding it hard to breathe again, "ah, but Bella, you know the captains dress code don't you?" Mikie asks, smirking "well then why aren't you wearing a dress?" I reply coolly, he looks annoyed, but then Jack interrupts us, "you'll find something in my cabin luv," he tells me, "lead the way," I reply.

Jacks cabin is pure awesome you can't look anywhere without thinking, 'wow, that's awesome!' I am so damn tempted to run around screaming like the mad fan girl that I am (omg, there's the thing from the thing, he uses that in the third one, that's the compass from the second movie!!! And so on) Jack walks over to a bed (I'm guessing it's his *insert crazy fan girl scream*) and pulls out an old dusty chest from underneath it, "'ere luv, you can get Sumthin' from this," he says, "thanks," I sigh, thinking about how wonderful it will be to get out of this horrid dress, I walk over to the chest and am about to open it when I notice Jack sitting in a chair with his feet on the table, "uhh... shoo," I say to him, but he just smiles, "my ship, my rules," great, I knew there would be a catch. I open the chest and look through until I find a bandana, walking over to Jack I start folding it suitably, "so we can do this the easy way, or the hard way," I tell him, but he just sits there smiling, so I jump forward quickly, putting the bandana over his eyes and tying it into his hair so he can't take it out himself without it causing him pain. I smile to myself, admiring my work and watching Jack pulling at the bandana, but wincing every time he did. I walk over to the crate and pick out some clothes, white (...not so white) shirt with long puffy sleeves, long brown pants, buckled leather boots, an awesome coat, and the best hat in the box, along with a few accessories like belts and knife holders to make it look like I mean business. I go to get changed, until I look over and see Jack sitting comfortably in the chair and playing with the bandana in his hands, "better luck next time luv," he tells me, I just hiss at him and turn my back. "Can't see you from over there luv,"

"You're despicable,"

"You love it,"

I blush, thinking how true that is, luckily my back is turned so Jack can't see. Suddenly there is a knock on the door, "your needed on the helm sir," a voice calls, I go to thank luck, until I realise the voice is dear Mikie. Great, now I owe him, and that usually means being slave for a week, oh well, he's still awesome. I hear Jack sigh as he walks over to the door, "better luck next time luv," I tell him with a smirk.

hey guys, heres my latest chapter, I was planning to make it longer but that can go in the next chapter :) I hope you all liked it, again, please comment :)

-Jackie (the names getting shorter every time...)