Jatrix

Chapter 2

"You act like you've done this before," I say watching him make a complete and utter fool of himself. At least everything I do has a purpose one way or another.
"That's because I have done this before, love," he said pulling on a rope attached to his ship attempting to pull his ship, but in vain. I thought you could only die once," I said leaning on his ship, making his vain pulling even more in vain.
"Haha haha" he laughed far too long, but then in the most sober voice ever said, "No." He went back to pulling the ship. "It's a very long story, which I have plenty of time for, yet have no desire for repeating." He glanced back at me, I just waved and smiled evily because I was still leaning on his ship. "Shoo shoo, stop leaning on my ship," he said pushing me away before resuming his Herculean task of pulling his ship.
"How did you get out last time?" I asked not finished causing trouble.
"Again, a very long story, which I prefer not to rep-," he said, noticing that again I was leaning on the ship, "Okay, that's it!"
Next thing I know, I've been tied upside down to the center mast and he is back to pulling his ship. Jokes on him, because one, now my full body weight was added, and two, I have his sword. "Oh Captain," I said in the highest and most feminine sweet talking voice possible, "If you let me down, I will help you get your silly boat to shore."
"First of all, your chance for that is over, and second of all, it's a ship, a magnificent, grand, top of the line, ship," he said pulling harder with every adjective leading up to ship. He stood on his toes pulling on the rope with all his might. My timing was quite perfect if I may say so my self. I cut the rope he was pulling on with his sword. "Thank you for the sword by the way, it's proving to be quite handy," I said fake admiring it's workman-ship while he scowled at me from the ground. I look around at the ship and smile cruelly, "Hmmm, what shall I destroy next. He looked at me in fear. "No," he said shocked, looking around for a place to climb up.
"Ooooo!" I said in happiness,"Look at this lovely banister!" I laughed and laughed maniacally, "Bellatrix is back! Oooo, and this wheel thing! This looks important! And this huge pole!" Before I could chop into it though, I felt a hand grab my wrist, take the sword, and spin me around, all in one quick motion. He pushed me against the mast and held the sword up the my throat. Even though you can't die, you can still feel uncomfort and oh dear, was there uncomfort.
"I wouldn't do that mate, " he said angry and so close to my face, that I could smell death from his pirate breathe. Hey, that rhymes, anyways, he continues, "The few people who have dares to damage my ship, are all, well here, he said chuckling. Here, in Davy Jones Locker.
"Yeah, see, I don't know what David Jones Locket is," I said unintimidated.
"Did you not just hear a word I just said," he said letting me go, irritated beyond repair. "It's Davy Jones Locker," he said slowly, "And that's where we are."
I shook my head, not caring.
"Argh!" He turned around making sure to take his sword with him and grabbing a new rope. He started mumbling about how for the one time he's really needed rum it's all gone. And more, "Davy Jones, of all the people you could have stuck me with. You could have stuck me with Barbosa, or a British sympathizer, or even you yourself, but no I get stuck with her. Why? Why her? And he mumbled on and on and on....