Kitten Smitten -Killian Jones- (hiatus, will be back soon)

Prank Time...

"So, love, how about you stay in my room?" Hook questiones, licking his bottom lip and raising his eyebrow at me, staring at my boobs."We can get to know each other much more there..."

Flipping. Pervert. Even though two pirates were still latched onto my wrists, I managed to wriggle free and slap Hook square across his dashing little face. "In your dreams, pervert." I spat at him.

Rubbing his cheek, he huffed,"I didn't want to do this, but you leave me no choice. Put her in the jail under the decks." Before they pulled me away, he stepped much too close to my face and slid his hook under my chin, taking control of my head. I shivered against the coldness of the hook, wishing he would just leave me alone. Then he leaned over to my ear and whispered,"Trust me, darling. You will fall in love with me. Hard way or easy way, I will have you just like all of my other women. You will be mine." His words chilled me, their obsessivness creeping me out. While he was incredibly seductive, I couldn't deny that this was extremely creepy. I will retaliate. 

Captain stood there smirking at me as the men started pulling me to the under decks prison, but before I was too far down the hallway I shouted,"Well then, get ready for hell pirate!  You are a cold man with just a smidge of happiness left in your heart, AND I WILL CRUSH IT!"

I didn't get to see his reaction because right when I finished my last words, the pirates were forcing a cloth over my mouth with some strange scent to it. Soon, I found myself slipping into an abyss of sleep.

--------------3 Hours Later-----------

"Slam!" 

Bursting from my sleep, my head darted around looking for the source. It took my cat eyes twenty seconds to adjust to the darkness and see everything in detail. I was in a small jail cell with bars that weren't that strong looking. There was a small slot in the door that allowed some food to be set in. Gazing down, I noticed a tin plate full of... whatever the heck that it. I wasn't even gonna sniff it. The man, who I assumed to be the watcher of the jail, limped away out of the jail area. That should make it easier for me to wreak some havoc.

After quite awhile of boredom and thinking, I remembered an important detail that I forgot to mention; Before entering the tavern, I slid the small boxes containing my magic books and other items in some hidden pockets in my clothing. Patting my outfit, I found them and pulled out the boxes. SWEET! Before I opened the boxes, I found a loose floorboard in the prison that I was able to kick open. Perfect hiding spot. I slipped out a book from the box and scrolled through it, ready to shove it in the floorboard if anyone were to come in. Scrolling through, I found the perfect spell: Warper. Basically, I just had to follow the simple steps and I could warp anything containing me open without a problem. Sadly, it only lasted for three minutes, but that was more than enough for me.

I was about to cast the spell and bust out, but then I remembered that I wanted to wreak some havoc first. And I knew just how.

While the ribbon may be masking me appearance, it wasn''t masking my voice or anything else simple like that. I could still meow. Crouching down in the corner in my cell, making sure I looked completly casual, I began to meow as loud as I could. Not before long, I could hear some voices over me, one of them sounding like Hook,"What the hell!? We don't have any cats on this ship!! Go check under the deck, maybe a stray got on." In a tick, boots were shuffling down the corridor, looking for the cat. If only they knew! Ah, this is too perfect.

The man looking for the cat slammed the door open to the room, looking right at me. "You! Have you seen a cat?! Well, have you?" I merely shook my head, trying my best to hide my smirk. Huffing, he glanced around the room and left. Once I hear him shuffle down the corridor more, I began meowing a bit more and I heard him running down the hall. I stopped abruptly, just before he opened the door to the room again. "It must be in here! Where the hell is it?! Did you see it?" I looked him right in the face and said,"Sir, I haven't seen any godamn cats in here! Now shutup, I'm trying to sleep!" He glared at me and left.

Pulling my hood down over my head to make it look like I was sleeping to divert their suspison from me, I listened to the man exit the hallway. Then I began again, letting out the most annoying mews I possibly could, making sure everyone on the ship could hear it. I heard Hook curse at his men as they explained that they couldn't find the cat. He stomped down the hall some more and I didn't dare make a noise, I wasn't going to risk my cover. I heard the door creek open and some boots shuffle against the floor as I closed me eyes, faking a peaceful sleep. Hook stopped in front of my cell for a moment, sighed, and left. This was really starting to get to him. He left the corridor and went to the top decks of the ship again. I meowed louder than ever before and I heard him shout in anger. Giggling, I meowed more and more until he entered the corridor with his men. They were wrecking the ship trying to find this cat! It was hilarious!

Now they officially finished wrecking the under deck and I meowed constantly since they weren't coming down, convinced it was somewhere on the top deck. After meowing for another hour, Hook docked his ship and yelled in anger, going mad from all of the meowing. He instructed his crew to search high and low in the ship till they found the cat while he went to get a drink. Twenty minutes later, they gave up and left for a drink as well, the lazy bastards. I smirked at their stupidy. Perfect time to escape. I cast the spell and warped the jail bars open, stepping through the hole and closing it back up so there wouldn't be a trace of my escape left. Prancing around the ship, I located the food room and the treasure room. I picked lovely items from both rooms and shrunk them into tiny boxes, hiding them in my clothing again. They would never find this! 

After a bit more stealing, I pranced out onto the exit of the ship. For some reason, I couldn't leave. It's like... I didn't want to. I wanted to toy with Hook some more. Formulating a perfect plan, I slipped into Hook's office and looked around. Sitting in his chair, I pretended to be him,"Oh look at me, I'm so sexy. Let me just wriggle my eyebrow, I'm sure the ladies will fall to their knees shouting "OH MY OVARIES"! I love getting drunk and pretending that I actually have a reputation!" 

Getting sick of pretending to be Hook, I looked more around his office. Buried behind a few jackets, I found a huge sword. HELL. YES.

Slipping on the sheath or whatever the heck its called, I held the sword out in front of me in a battle pose. I had not clue how to use this thing, but I once saw Hatter use it against Chesh when he was really pissed, so I guess I'll just go off of that. Right when I slipped the sword pack in the sheath, Hook's crew stampeded back on the ship and pretended to be busy. Not long after, Hook had entered, asking them if they found the cat. They said yes and hoped it wouldn't make another noise. Clearly drunk, he thanked them in a funny voice, shuffling back to the room. I hid right behind the door and waited, my hand on the handle of the sword. When the door opened and Hook entered, closing it, I stepped out in front of him, drawing the sword from the sheath and pointing it directly as his Adam's apple.

"Hello, pirate. Interesting turn of events this is, eh?