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Pirates of the Caribbean (All) › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
22
Views:
2,631
Reviews:
4
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The Wedding Part D4
Title: The Wedding Part D4
Author: Nita Riddle
Summery: The actual wedding part of the fic told by Norrington
wearing a parrot and holding a duck. Still highly amusing.
A/N: This isn't the end of the wedding. There is still the after
party, Elizabeth's toast to the boys, the Norrington, Elizabeth
drinking games, and more in the next parts of The Wedding. It's
almost a series of it's own
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It was almost time. The orchestra which was nothing but a lot of
pirates and buckaneers dressed in fancy suits playing stolen weapons
sounded frighteningly good. Everone was in place, the music was
ready, that disturbing little sister of Sparrow was throwing flowers
everywhere....the leering bride was expected to be there at any
moment.
Which made Commodor Edmund Norrington wonder all the more what he
was doing, sitting in the front row holding a duck which a
toungeless gentleman's bird was percheed on his hat, refusing to
move.
Why the hell did birds have to like him? More specifically, why
pirate birds? Truly. Honestly. Had not God punished him enough?
The music changed and he heard people shift to turn around. It was
time for Jack to make him appearance.
He turned around and stared with wide eyes along with everyone else.
The infamous Captain Jack Sparrow stood at the end of the aisle, mad
black hair times to the point it no more resembled a nest of birds,
but living snakes. A male Medusa wearing rouge and colours.
The only thing that made him easily recognizable was the kohl around
his eyes.
Gone were the tangles of beads and bells you could hear jangling
whenever he attempted to walk properly. Missing were the sea
tattered clothes. In there place was a flowing white gown...a
beautiful antique WHITE gown.
To add more the it, it was a virgin white gown.
All the spectators and teh guest stood there and gawked. He
actually went through with it. He wore white.
A moment passed and Edmund realised that Jack had been standing
there smirking.
"Well, can I work this dress or not?" asked Jack with his Sparrow
charm.
A soft speachless applause started in the audience. The band
started playing again making Edmund realize with a shock he had not
noticed it had stopped and Jack swaggered up the aisle.
Well, clearly, some things were still the same.
The guests were quiet and all one could here was the gentle lulling
of the ship and the occassional homocidal quack from the duck.
Jack leaned forward towards the priest, "Sir, excuse me, would you
mind skipping the bit about what a marriadge is and get to the good
part?"
The priest smiled, "Of course young lady."
A couple giggles went up in the audience and Edmund raise an eyebrow.
Jack turned around and glared at his cousin and sister, "I heard
that," he muttered softly before turning and fg Wig William Tuner,
his soon to be husband.
William of course had a soppy grin on his face. An expression one
rarely see's on men, of course, unless they are in love.
Elizabeth tells me I used to get the same expression when i look at
her. Usually it's right before she tells me I'm to help clean the
house or when she wants to take another bothersome exploration trip
with me.
William smiled gently, "Jack Sparrow, the first time i met you, I
thought, why me? The next time I met I thought, god, why are you
picking on me. And of course, by the time I knew you I thought,
which god hates me now?" The audience chuckled quietly.
"I didn't know it then but, you were the best thing to happen to
me. It took me a while to realizwe how much I loved your wildeness
and your mad adventures. And yes, your beloved Black Pearl and your
rum, but of everything, I loved you. I loved your salty smell and
your loving gestures, and the way you threatened to kill any man who
touched me.I fell in love with you and when i realized that, i
realized that I could never live without you. I vow to love you, to
be with you, and to be your companion in life forever."
Jack smiled soppily and started to say his vows, "Will, my lolvely,
I-"
"QuackQua!" squelled the duck madly in Edmunds arms.
He felt everyones eyes on him for a moment andf he squirmed
uncomfterably. Elizabeth glared at him mouthing the words, "Shut
that bloody thing up or else."
Oh god...she was going to make him sleep in the yard again.
Jack shrugged in an uncaring moment and started again, "What I want
to tell ya ma-"
"Qua!"
He tried again patiently, "Listen Will, I love-"
"QUACK! QUaquaquahQUACK!" shrieked the duck excitedly.
Jack whirled a pistol out from somjewhere in the folds of the dress
and pointed it right between the ducks eyes. It quivered. "Listen
here bird, you're going to stay silent for the rest of the wedding,
or im going to see how many bullets can fit in you before you don't
resemble a duck at all, savvy?"
The duck trembled and quickly, Jack pulled away the gun slipping in
back inside his dress.
Jack looked at Will again and calmed down. He told him softly,
forgetting the people watching, "Will, me love, that's what you are
mate, my love. The reason I live, if you don't count rum or the
Black Pearl. You are are the one thing that keep me sane. You are
the one person who keep the lonelyness out of my life. I love you.
The only thing i can give you worth more than all this, is my
heart. It's got a few black spots on the outside but it beats only
for you."
Everyone sighed again, in unison. Edmund shifted uncofterably.
Somewhere in the middle of the not quite duck shooting, it had
urinated on him. He was pretty sure it was Jack's fault in some way.
The priest motioned for Elizabeth to give the men their rings.
She proundly presented the two wedding bands, handing one to each.
Lovingly they placed each ring on the others hand, declariring to
the world they were taken.
"You may now kiss the bride," the priest told them and in a flash,
Jack pushed back his veil and threw himself at Will who was eargerly
kissing him back.
It was a memorable moment of true love.
Then Jack's hand moved downwards and gripped at something in gesture
Edmund was certain was illengal in public, if not illegal inside
their own homes.
Thunk.
Oh, the priest fainted again.
The cheers went up among the family and friends when all of a sudden
Jack broke off the kiss.
"We're married. Finally." Jack said, eyes wide.
"Yes... I know," Will said smiling.
"I can have rum again!" yelled Jack as he planted one quick loving
kiss on the grooms lips and raced for the bar, quickly followed by
his family, and half the orchestra.
Wiull smiled oddly and stated to the air, "And yet, i love him all
the for it."
Edmund stodd up with the birds, then dropped the duck and threw off
his hat, and ran for his life. *
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Footnotes
*1- Some sailors on the Black Pearl say that on a windless day, you
can still hear the Commodor run screaming, following by sounds of
squacks and quacks.
Author: Nita Riddle
Summery: The actual wedding part of the fic told by Norrington
wearing a parrot and holding a duck. Still highly amusing.
A/N: This isn't the end of the wedding. There is still the after
party, Elizabeth's toast to the boys, the Norrington, Elizabeth
drinking games, and more in the next parts of The Wedding. It's
almost a series of it's own
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It was almost time. The orchestra which was nothing but a lot of
pirates and buckaneers dressed in fancy suits playing stolen weapons
sounded frighteningly good. Everone was in place, the music was
ready, that disturbing little sister of Sparrow was throwing flowers
everywhere....the leering bride was expected to be there at any
moment.
Which made Commodor Edmund Norrington wonder all the more what he
was doing, sitting in the front row holding a duck which a
toungeless gentleman's bird was percheed on his hat, refusing to
move.
Why the hell did birds have to like him? More specifically, why
pirate birds? Truly. Honestly. Had not God punished him enough?
The music changed and he heard people shift to turn around. It was
time for Jack to make him appearance.
He turned around and stared with wide eyes along with everyone else.
The infamous Captain Jack Sparrow stood at the end of the aisle, mad
black hair times to the point it no more resembled a nest of birds,
but living snakes. A male Medusa wearing rouge and colours.
The only thing that made him easily recognizable was the kohl around
his eyes.
Gone were the tangles of beads and bells you could hear jangling
whenever he attempted to walk properly. Missing were the sea
tattered clothes. In there place was a flowing white gown...a
beautiful antique WHITE gown.
To add more the it, it was a virgin white gown.
All the spectators and teh guest stood there and gawked. He
actually went through with it. He wore white.
A moment passed and Edmund realised that Jack had been standing
there smirking.
"Well, can I work this dress or not?" asked Jack with his Sparrow
charm.
A soft speachless applause started in the audience. The band
started playing again making Edmund realize with a shock he had not
noticed it had stopped and Jack swaggered up the aisle.
Well, clearly, some things were still the same.
The guests were quiet and all one could here was the gentle lulling
of the ship and the occassional homocidal quack from the duck.
Jack leaned forward towards the priest, "Sir, excuse me, would you
mind skipping the bit about what a marriadge is and get to the good
part?"
The priest smiled, "Of course young lady."
A couple giggles went up in the audience and Edmund raise an eyebrow.
Jack turned around and glared at his cousin and sister, "I heard
that," he muttered softly before turning and fg Wig William Tuner,
his soon to be husband.
William of course had a soppy grin on his face. An expression one
rarely see's on men, of course, unless they are in love.
Elizabeth tells me I used to get the same expression when i look at
her. Usually it's right before she tells me I'm to help clean the
house or when she wants to take another bothersome exploration trip
with me.
William smiled gently, "Jack Sparrow, the first time i met you, I
thought, why me? The next time I met I thought, god, why are you
picking on me. And of course, by the time I knew you I thought,
which god hates me now?" The audience chuckled quietly.
"I didn't know it then but, you were the best thing to happen to
me. It took me a while to realizwe how much I loved your wildeness
and your mad adventures. And yes, your beloved Black Pearl and your
rum, but of everything, I loved you. I loved your salty smell and
your loving gestures, and the way you threatened to kill any man who
touched me.I fell in love with you and when i realized that, i
realized that I could never live without you. I vow to love you, to
be with you, and to be your companion in life forever."
Jack smiled soppily and started to say his vows, "Will, my lolvely,
I-"
"QuackQua!" squelled the duck madly in Edmunds arms.
He felt everyones eyes on him for a moment andf he squirmed
uncomfterably. Elizabeth glared at him mouthing the words, "Shut
that bloody thing up or else."
Oh god...she was going to make him sleep in the yard again.
Jack shrugged in an uncaring moment and started again, "What I want
to tell ya ma-"
"Qua!"
He tried again patiently, "Listen Will, I love-"
"QUACK! QUaquaquahQUACK!" shrieked the duck excitedly.
Jack whirled a pistol out from somjewhere in the folds of the dress
and pointed it right between the ducks eyes. It quivered. "Listen
here bird, you're going to stay silent for the rest of the wedding,
or im going to see how many bullets can fit in you before you don't
resemble a duck at all, savvy?"
The duck trembled and quickly, Jack pulled away the gun slipping in
back inside his dress.
Jack looked at Will again and calmed down. He told him softly,
forgetting the people watching, "Will, me love, that's what you are
mate, my love. The reason I live, if you don't count rum or the
Black Pearl. You are are the one thing that keep me sane. You are
the one person who keep the lonelyness out of my life. I love you.
The only thing i can give you worth more than all this, is my
heart. It's got a few black spots on the outside but it beats only
for you."
Everyone sighed again, in unison. Edmund shifted uncofterably.
Somewhere in the middle of the not quite duck shooting, it had
urinated on him. He was pretty sure it was Jack's fault in some way.
The priest motioned for Elizabeth to give the men their rings.
She proundly presented the two wedding bands, handing one to each.
Lovingly they placed each ring on the others hand, declariring to
the world they were taken.
"You may now kiss the bride," the priest told them and in a flash,
Jack pushed back his veil and threw himself at Will who was eargerly
kissing him back.
It was a memorable moment of true love.
Then Jack's hand moved downwards and gripped at something in gesture
Edmund was certain was illengal in public, if not illegal inside
their own homes.
Thunk.
Oh, the priest fainted again.
The cheers went up among the family and friends when all of a sudden
Jack broke off the kiss.
"We're married. Finally." Jack said, eyes wide.
"Yes... I know," Will said smiling.
"I can have rum again!" yelled Jack as he planted one quick loving
kiss on the grooms lips and raced for the bar, quickly followed by
his family, and half the orchestra.
Wiull smiled oddly and stated to the air, "And yet, i love him all
the for it."
Edmund stodd up with the birds, then dropped the duck and threw off
his hat, and ran for his life. *
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Footnotes
*1- Some sailors on the Black Pearl say that on a windless day, you
can still hear the Commodor run screaming, following by sounds of
squacks and quacks.