Moments in the Life of Jack and Lizzie Sparrow | By : srkier Category: Pirates of the Caribbean (All) > Het - Male/Female > Jack/Elizabeth Views: 2763 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own the Pirates of the Caribbean movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
A.N.- Just another little snippet.
“I don’t need to be protected like some innocent child, Jack!”
“Lizzie how many battles have ya been in?”
“Well let’s see..." she snapped, irritably, beginning to count them out on her fingers.
Jack sighed, “That was meant to be rhetorical. Listen, luv-"
“No, I will not listen! I’ve battled sea-monsters, undead pirates, the English Navy, the entire East India Trading Company, and let us not forget... drunk Tortugan pub patrons! I believe I can handle a few merchant sailors!”
“It’s not a question of handlin’ em, luv. This is yer first raid. There’s a way ‘f doin’ things you just don’t understand yet. If there’s scrappin’ needs to be done I promise you your fair part in it, but I’m hoping, with a little diplomacy, they will yield their goods and we can avoid all that annoying violence."
Elizabeth huffed, looking unconvinced, “And whose diplomatic skills will we be relying on?”
“Mine, of course."
Elizabeth snorted then turned sharply and started making her way to their cabin, muttering under her breath, “That’s what I was afraid of."
Jack blinked surprised and a little disappointed that she hadn’t wanted to continue their argument.
“Oi!” he called after her, “Where’re you goin?”
Without pausing she called over her shoulder, “I’m going to need another sword."
The snickers of scattered crew were quickly silenced by a look from Jack as he rushed after his fiery wife.
“Wha’s wrong with my diplomacy then, luv?” he asked, barely catching the cabin door before it smacked him in the face, “I seem to recall it gettin’ us outta a few tights spots before. An’ into a few as well,” he leered, winking at her.
Elizabeth didn’t even acknowledge his final comment as she whirled around, holding not only a second cutlass but a brace of pistols and, unless he was mistaken, a grenade, as well, “And I seem to recall you dancing around the deck like the lunatic you are singing ‘I’ve got a jar of dirt’ at Davy Jones!”
Jack blinked at her near flawless imitation of him for a moment before realizing she’d just insulted him once again.
“We all have our off days,” he pouted.
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