Rum And White
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Category:
Pirates of the Caribbean (All) › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
22
Views:
2,635
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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.
There She Blows
Title: There She Blows
Author: Nita Riddle
Feedback: sire_of_angelus@y...
Rated: PG ish.... as long as you don't count the subtext or your own
perverted minds.
Summery: Right after the wedding that never happened, somewhere in
the middle of the bachelor party that never ended, Jack decides to
discuss with someone about his growing feelings for Will. His person
of choice? Mr. Cotton's Parrot.
A/N: I couldn't resist. I had the bits of dialogue in a fic that
shall never see the light of day and thoguht it would be perfect for
Rum and White.
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"You, come here."
"Ark!"
"Not you, Mr. Cotton. Your- erm, parrot. I would like to speak
with teatheathered member of my crew."
"Aye, aye Captain!"
"Tell me, Parrot, what would you do if you thought you wer're in
love?"
"Awk. Sleep with the fishes!"
"Really? That's a bit harsh. You see, i rather value my life."
"Pieces of Eight."
"Exactly. I think I might have a thing for the young blacksmith but
I highly doubt our Will prefers that sort of thing."
"English vice"
"I didn't really expect a parrot would know about such a thing."
"Sqwuak"
"I need to know how to romance him a bit."
"Plunder and pillage"
" That might be a bit too strong for m' boy Will. I've got to get
him used to the idea then, sweep him off his feet."
"Savvy."
"It's going to be hard, I don't think he's ever-"
"There she blows!"
"wha- Oh will, lovely to see you up and about Will..."
"Are you talking to Mr. Cotton, Jack?"
"Oh no, not at all William!"
"Who are you talking to, yourself I presume?"
"Of course not Will, I'm having a private conversation with the
parrot."
"You are having a private conversation..... With a parrot...."
"Awk! Avast! Avast!"
"I think I'll be returning to my quarters now Jack..."
"Right. See what I mean, Parrot? If he can't understand a gentleman
such as my self chatting up such a wonderful aquatic bird such as
yourself, how could he comprehend the two of us havin' a bit of the
rough and tumble."
"Wind in the sails."
"So, my dear bird, what would you do?"
"Awk! Dead men tell no tales."
".....you are one vicious bird."
Author: Nita Riddle
Feedback: sire_of_angelus@y...
Rated: PG ish.... as long as you don't count the subtext or your own
perverted minds.
Summery: Right after the wedding that never happened, somewhere in
the middle of the bachelor party that never ended, Jack decides to
discuss with someone about his growing feelings for Will. His person
of choice? Mr. Cotton's Parrot.
A/N: I couldn't resist. I had the bits of dialogue in a fic that
shall never see the light of day and thoguht it would be perfect for
Rum and White.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"You, come here."
"Ark!"
"Not you, Mr. Cotton. Your- erm, parrot. I would like to speak
with teatheathered member of my crew."
"Aye, aye Captain!"
"Tell me, Parrot, what would you do if you thought you wer're in
love?"
"Awk. Sleep with the fishes!"
"Really? That's a bit harsh. You see, i rather value my life."
"Pieces of Eight."
"Exactly. I think I might have a thing for the young blacksmith but
I highly doubt our Will prefers that sort of thing."
"English vice"
"I didn't really expect a parrot would know about such a thing."
"Sqwuak"
"I need to know how to romance him a bit."
"Plunder and pillage"
" That might be a bit too strong for m' boy Will. I've got to get
him used to the idea then, sweep him off his feet."
"Savvy."
"It's going to be hard, I don't think he's ever-"
"There she blows!"
"wha- Oh will, lovely to see you up and about Will..."
"Are you talking to Mr. Cotton, Jack?"
"Oh no, not at all William!"
"Who are you talking to, yourself I presume?"
"Of course not Will, I'm having a private conversation with the
parrot."
"You are having a private conversation..... With a parrot...."
"Awk! Avast! Avast!"
"I think I'll be returning to my quarters now Jack..."
"Right. See what I mean, Parrot? If he can't understand a gentleman
such as my self chatting up such a wonderful aquatic bird such as
yourself, how could he comprehend the two of us havin' a bit of the
rough and tumble."
"Wind in the sails."
"So, my dear bird, what would you do?"
"Awk! Dead men tell no tales."
".....you are one vicious bird."