Fic: The Shipwreck Begins Ch.5 and Ch.6
Title: The Shipwreck Begins
Author: meowbooks
Rating: PG
Characters: Murtogg, Mullroy, Jack, Crew
Disclaimer: Pirates is not mine.
Summary:Murtogg and Mullroy have been shipwrecked. Who happens to rescue them, but Jack Sparrow. Wishing to repay their debt they decide to join his crew.The untold story of what probably didn't happen to them after CotBP.
(I had this idea after CotBP long before AWE, because I thought it the most unlikely thing that could happen to the two.)
Chapters 1 to 3
Chapter 4
Alas, the redcoated duo is not and has never been mine. The only thing that belongs to me in this story are the three boys...who aren't in this chapter.
Chapter 5: We’re Saved!
“Look I think it’s seen us!” Murtogg exclaimed happily. The two ceased their energetic hopping. The ship had come to a slow stop and the sails were being taken in.
“It’s stopping! Yes! WE’RE SAVED!” Murtogg began dancing around in circles waving his hat. He threw his coat into the air and it quickly attached itself to Mullroy’s face. Murtogg sprinted around happily chanting while Mullroy hobbled about in the sand trying to get the unrelenting coat off.
“ Who-what-hey-this-HEY!” Mullroy stumbled backwards and tripped over a large seashell.
Murtogg danced and sang loudly unaware that on every circle he made his deftly performed jumps were perfectly timed to leap over Mullroy rolling about in the sand. “We’re saved! We are saved! Saved! Saved!”
“That’s great. I need to be saved if it isn’t too much trouble!” Unfortunately, through the fabric of the coat it was a confused, muffled, jumble that made as much sense as watering anemones on the ocean floor.
“It’s a ship! It’s a ship! We are saved! We are saved! Saved! Sav-Ow!” Murtogg was caught mid-leap by a well aimed kick and he landed face first. Still spitting out sand he scrambled to his feet. “You kicked me!”
“Help me get this blasted coat off!” Mullroy hollered as he continued to tug at his friend’s coat.
Murtogg kicked sand onto Mullroy. “Why would you do that?”
“You weren’t paying the least bit of attention to me!”said Mullroy. It was still quite unintelligible to Murtogg.
“I can’t believe you kicked me! And stop shouting I can’t understand a word you’re saying!”
“What was I suppose to do? Help me get it off!” Mullroy had stopped rolling and was shaking his head in dismay (though you couldn’t see it.)
“I was right in the middle of a leaping moment!” Murtogg folded his arms and plopped down next to Mullroy on the sand. “You ruined the leaping moment!”
Mullroy concluded shouting wasn’t helping matters at all, “Please. Will you please take the bloody coat off my head.”
“I used to have leaping contests when I was younger with the other boys and I beat ‘em all, I did.” grumbled Murtogg. “I was the best. You just kicked the best leaper in Wicks Market!” Murtogg looked over his shoulder down at Mullroy. “Are you even listening?”
Murtogg kneeled down and unbuttoned the coat, much to his friend’s relief. Mullroy took his hat and put it back on. “Was I listening? Did you listen I would’ve been screaming my head off if it hadn’t been stuck in your bloody coat! And what were you doing? Trying to trample me?”
“I was leap-ping.”
“Well, I don’t want to talk to a leaper.”
“And I don’t want to talk to a kicker!”
“Fine.”
“FINE!”
So the two sat there watching the ship lower it’s anchor, then lower a rowboat, then they watched the rowboat. Murtogg shifted in place a bit. Mullroy cleared his throat. Murtogg squinted at the ship. Mullroy refolded his arms. Murtogg snuck a glance at Mullroy, but turned when Mullroy snuck a glance at him. Mullroy glanced at Murtogg, but looked away when Murtogg looked his way. This went on a few more times. They weren’t very good at furtive glances because they caught the person every time.
Finally, Mullroy cleared his throat, “Best leaper in Wicks Market…Well done.”
“Thank you,” smiled Murtogg. There was another awkward pause. “You know what I just realized?”
“What?”
“That’s the Black Pearl.” The two redcoats’ eyes widened and they turned their heads to look at each other, then at the Black Pearl. They leapt to their feet.
Murtogg grinned and started waving again, “HELLO MR.SPARROW! MR.SPARROW! IT’S US-” Mullroy shoved his hat in his face. Murtogg pulled it off. “Why did you-”
“Sshh! We can’t arrest all of them by ourselves!” whispered Mullroy urgently. He dropped down to his knees and began frantically digging in the sand with his hands.
Murtogg looked at him as if he had lost all reason and had succumbed to insanity in the Caribbean sun. Which reminded him of the pirate who’s attention he had tried to get. He looked up. The rowboat was much closer now and he could see who was in it: Jack Sparrow and two boys.
“Good afternoon, gentlemen!” Captain Jack Sparrow stood in the approaching rowboat. He removed his hat with a sweeping motion and bowed deeply. When he straightened, his smile faded. One redcoat was curiously digging like a dog in the sand while the other stared blankly at him.
“But they’re going to help us!” said Murtogg.
“What are we?” Mullroy inquired throwing clods of sand behind him.
“Hot, tired and-”
“We’re Royal MARINES! What do you think they’re going to do when they see us?”
Chapter 6: I Can’t Swim!
The two boys gasped in awe. Oliver jumped up and knocked his captain backwards. The boat tipped precariously as Jack landed on his rump. Oliver waved his hands at the marines. The oar he’d been holding clattered to the bottom of the boat. “Real marines, Charlie, let’s go on their ship!”
“Yeah!” agreed Charlie throwing his oar. Jack lunged for it and scooped it out of the water. He sighed, shook his head and started rowing. He hadn’t known they’d be this troublesome. A discouraged look crossed Charlie’s face. “Wait, I can’t swim.”
“Aw, I can’t swim either!” said Oliver sitting down.
“How are we going to join the navy?”
“Oh! I know, we’ll tell them he’s Jack-”
“Hold up there! As long as I am your captain you will refer to me as such in my presence. Two, they don’t have a ship unless of course he’s digging it up…”He glanced at the redcoats. “Unlikely. They can’t swim so that will not lessen your chances of admittance. And lastly, I appreciate the fact that you are thinking of serving king and country-”
“No, we wanted to join the navy.” said Oliver.
“Some of them jump ship and become pirates in the end! Why not skip a step?” The boys smiled mischievously and started listing the reasons with conspiratorial glee:
“Big hats!”
“Fancy Clothes!”
“ Swords!”
“Battling storms!”
“Glory, honor and-”
“Apples!”
Oliver paused. “What do they have to do with the navy?”
“Everything!”
“That doesn’t make any sense.”
“Well, not liking apples is crazy!” Charlie bellowed at his apple-hating former friend. He glared at his apple loathing face and his apple hating frown and his apple colored hair that didn’t like apples.
Oliver gasped astonished that his friend would think such a thing. “I used to eat them all the time with you!”
“Then why did you say they don’t make sense?” Charlie challenged if Oliver really liked apples he wouldn’t have offended them. He would have said they were the best fruit in the entire world! Captain Sparrow rolled his eyes as if he could read Charlie’s thoughts silently rowing and listening to their unnecessary banter.
“I said you made no sense!”
“Who joins the navy anyhow?” Charlie retorted.
“Who’s idea was it again?” Oliver said in mock contemplation. “Oh, yours!”
“I’ve decided to become a pirate!” Charlie proclaimed folding his arms.
“I’m going to be in the navy!”
“Good! I’ll steal your ship!”
“It’s-its called-co-com-cam-”
“Commandeering?” Sparrow sighed. He hadn’t realized they would be this troublesome.
“Yes, that’s it! See even the pirate-“
“First you insult apples then you insult Captain Jack Sparrow?” Charlie looked his apple despising friend up and down and added venomously “How do you live with yourself?”
Oliver pounced. The two boys hit the bottom of the boat, scratching, growling, hissing, a fury of movement. A creak, a guhlump, the boat swung upside down, and Jack found a red haired boy clinging to the top of his head and dunking him up and down.. Jack waded to the boat, flipped it back up and shoved Oliver back in.
“Help I can’t swim! Help! Help!” Charlie shouted thrashing about flinging water everywhere. Oliver leaned over to the side of the boat, flipping his hair out of his eyes.
“CHARLIE, DON’T DIE!”
“Uh, yeah I don’t think that was on my list. HELP! Help!” Charlie watched Jack splash in the opposite direction. “Where are you going! HELP ME!” Jack snatched one oar up.
Oliver couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Jack chucked an oar into the boat. “An OAR?” Oliver picked it up and used it to point. “Charlie’s over there!” Jack waded towards the second oar.
“Do you want me to die or something?”
Jack handed the second oar to Oliver and turned finally regarding Charlie. “You don’t need to be saved.”
Charlie smirked at him as if the pirate hadn’t realized what sort of dire situation he was in. I can’t swim and I’m in the ocean. How can they be so annoyed at me when I am clearly was going to die if they fail to do something about it! “Yes, I do. I-can’t- swim!”
“Contradicting a captain? You lads really aren’t going to do well in the king’s navy…” Jack sighed without taking his eyes off the boy in the water he continued, “Are they Mr. Murtogg?”
Murtogg was now close enough to hear everything. Mullroy was pretending he couldn’t and kept on digging himself a hole. Murtogg nodded, “Oh yes, that sort of thing just wouldn’t do.”
Oliver was appalled that they could just stand on their bit of land and think proper procedures were more important than the fact his mate was in the water!
“I think it would do if you saved me or something! I can’t swim you know! I’ve been shouting it all day and-”Charlie stopped as Sparrow made his way towards him. “Going to save me now?”
“I can’t save you.”
“Oh! So you’re here to watch me drown. Fantastic!”
Jack flashed a look of pure irritation. “How can I save you when you’re standing in ankle deep water?”
Author: meowbooks
Rating: PG
Characters: Murtogg, Mullroy, Jack, Crew
Disclaimer: Pirates is not mine.
Summary:Murtogg and Mullroy have been shipwrecked. Who happens to rescue them, but Jack Sparrow. Wishing to repay their debt they decide to join his crew.The untold story of what probably didn't happen to them after CotBP.
(I had this idea after CotBP long before AWE, because I thought it the most unlikely thing that could happen to the two.)
Chapters 1 to 3
Chapter 4
Alas, the redcoated duo is not and has never been mine. The only thing that belongs to me in this story are the three boys...who aren't in this chapter.
Chapter 5: We’re Saved!
“Look I think it’s seen us!” Murtogg exclaimed happily. The two ceased their energetic hopping. The ship had come to a slow stop and the sails were being taken in.
“It’s stopping! Yes! WE’RE SAVED!” Murtogg began dancing around in circles waving his hat. He threw his coat into the air and it quickly attached itself to Mullroy’s face. Murtogg sprinted around happily chanting while Mullroy hobbled about in the sand trying to get the unrelenting coat off.
“ Who-what-hey-this-HEY!” Mullroy stumbled backwards and tripped over a large seashell.
Murtogg danced and sang loudly unaware that on every circle he made his deftly performed jumps were perfectly timed to leap over Mullroy rolling about in the sand. “We’re saved! We are saved! Saved! Saved!”
“That’s great. I need to be saved if it isn’t too much trouble!” Unfortunately, through the fabric of the coat it was a confused, muffled, jumble that made as much sense as watering anemones on the ocean floor.
“It’s a ship! It’s a ship! We are saved! We are saved! Saved! Sav-Ow!” Murtogg was caught mid-leap by a well aimed kick and he landed face first. Still spitting out sand he scrambled to his feet. “You kicked me!”
“Help me get this blasted coat off!” Mullroy hollered as he continued to tug at his friend’s coat.
Murtogg kicked sand onto Mullroy. “Why would you do that?”
“You weren’t paying the least bit of attention to me!”said Mullroy. It was still quite unintelligible to Murtogg.
“I can’t believe you kicked me! And stop shouting I can’t understand a word you’re saying!”
“What was I suppose to do? Help me get it off!” Mullroy had stopped rolling and was shaking his head in dismay (though you couldn’t see it.)
“I was right in the middle of a leaping moment!” Murtogg folded his arms and plopped down next to Mullroy on the sand. “You ruined the leaping moment!”
Mullroy concluded shouting wasn’t helping matters at all, “Please. Will you please take the bloody coat off my head.”
“I used to have leaping contests when I was younger with the other boys and I beat ‘em all, I did.” grumbled Murtogg. “I was the best. You just kicked the best leaper in Wicks Market!” Murtogg looked over his shoulder down at Mullroy. “Are you even listening?”
Murtogg kneeled down and unbuttoned the coat, much to his friend’s relief. Mullroy took his hat and put it back on. “Was I listening? Did you listen I would’ve been screaming my head off if it hadn’t been stuck in your bloody coat! And what were you doing? Trying to trample me?”
“I was leap-ping.”
“Well, I don’t want to talk to a leaper.”
“And I don’t want to talk to a kicker!”
“Fine.”
“FINE!”
So the two sat there watching the ship lower it’s anchor, then lower a rowboat, then they watched the rowboat. Murtogg shifted in place a bit. Mullroy cleared his throat. Murtogg squinted at the ship. Mullroy refolded his arms. Murtogg snuck a glance at Mullroy, but turned when Mullroy snuck a glance at him. Mullroy glanced at Murtogg, but looked away when Murtogg looked his way. This went on a few more times. They weren’t very good at furtive glances because they caught the person every time.
Finally, Mullroy cleared his throat, “Best leaper in Wicks Market…Well done.”
“Thank you,” smiled Murtogg. There was another awkward pause. “You know what I just realized?”
“What?”
“That’s the Black Pearl.” The two redcoats’ eyes widened and they turned their heads to look at each other, then at the Black Pearl. They leapt to their feet.
Murtogg grinned and started waving again, “HELLO MR.SPARROW! MR.SPARROW! IT’S US-” Mullroy shoved his hat in his face. Murtogg pulled it off. “Why did you-”
“Sshh! We can’t arrest all of them by ourselves!” whispered Mullroy urgently. He dropped down to his knees and began frantically digging in the sand with his hands.
Murtogg looked at him as if he had lost all reason and had succumbed to insanity in the Caribbean sun. Which reminded him of the pirate who’s attention he had tried to get. He looked up. The rowboat was much closer now and he could see who was in it: Jack Sparrow and two boys.
“Good afternoon, gentlemen!” Captain Jack Sparrow stood in the approaching rowboat. He removed his hat with a sweeping motion and bowed deeply. When he straightened, his smile faded. One redcoat was curiously digging like a dog in the sand while the other stared blankly at him.
“But they’re going to help us!” said Murtogg.
“What are we?” Mullroy inquired throwing clods of sand behind him.
“Hot, tired and-”
“We’re Royal MARINES! What do you think they’re going to do when they see us?”
Chapter 6: I Can’t Swim!
The two boys gasped in awe. Oliver jumped up and knocked his captain backwards. The boat tipped precariously as Jack landed on his rump. Oliver waved his hands at the marines. The oar he’d been holding clattered to the bottom of the boat. “Real marines, Charlie, let’s go on their ship!”
“Yeah!” agreed Charlie throwing his oar. Jack lunged for it and scooped it out of the water. He sighed, shook his head and started rowing. He hadn’t known they’d be this troublesome. A discouraged look crossed Charlie’s face. “Wait, I can’t swim.”
“Aw, I can’t swim either!” said Oliver sitting down.
“How are we going to join the navy?”
“Oh! I know, we’ll tell them he’s Jack-”
“Hold up there! As long as I am your captain you will refer to me as such in my presence. Two, they don’t have a ship unless of course he’s digging it up…”He glanced at the redcoats. “Unlikely. They can’t swim so that will not lessen your chances of admittance. And lastly, I appreciate the fact that you are thinking of serving king and country-”
“No, we wanted to join the navy.” said Oliver.
“Some of them jump ship and become pirates in the end! Why not skip a step?” The boys smiled mischievously and started listing the reasons with conspiratorial glee:
“Big hats!”
“Fancy Clothes!”
“ Swords!”
“Battling storms!”
“Glory, honor and-”
“Apples!”
Oliver paused. “What do they have to do with the navy?”
“Everything!”
“That doesn’t make any sense.”
“Well, not liking apples is crazy!” Charlie bellowed at his apple-hating former friend. He glared at his apple loathing face and his apple hating frown and his apple colored hair that didn’t like apples.
Oliver gasped astonished that his friend would think such a thing. “I used to eat them all the time with you!”
“Then why did you say they don’t make sense?” Charlie challenged if Oliver really liked apples he wouldn’t have offended them. He would have said they were the best fruit in the entire world! Captain Sparrow rolled his eyes as if he could read Charlie’s thoughts silently rowing and listening to their unnecessary banter.
“I said you made no sense!”
“Who joins the navy anyhow?” Charlie retorted.
“Who’s idea was it again?” Oliver said in mock contemplation. “Oh, yours!”
“I’ve decided to become a pirate!” Charlie proclaimed folding his arms.
“I’m going to be in the navy!”
“Good! I’ll steal your ship!”
“It’s-its called-co-com-cam-”
“Commandeering?” Sparrow sighed. He hadn’t realized they would be this troublesome.
“Yes, that’s it! See even the pirate-“
“First you insult apples then you insult Captain Jack Sparrow?” Charlie looked his apple despising friend up and down and added venomously “How do you live with yourself?”
Oliver pounced. The two boys hit the bottom of the boat, scratching, growling, hissing, a fury of movement. A creak, a guhlump, the boat swung upside down, and Jack found a red haired boy clinging to the top of his head and dunking him up and down.. Jack waded to the boat, flipped it back up and shoved Oliver back in.
“Help I can’t swim! Help! Help!” Charlie shouted thrashing about flinging water everywhere. Oliver leaned over to the side of the boat, flipping his hair out of his eyes.
“CHARLIE, DON’T DIE!”
“Uh, yeah I don’t think that was on my list. HELP! Help!” Charlie watched Jack splash in the opposite direction. “Where are you going! HELP ME!” Jack snatched one oar up.
Oliver couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Jack chucked an oar into the boat. “An OAR?” Oliver picked it up and used it to point. “Charlie’s over there!” Jack waded towards the second oar.
“Do you want me to die or something?”
Jack handed the second oar to Oliver and turned finally regarding Charlie. “You don’t need to be saved.”
Charlie smirked at him as if the pirate hadn’t realized what sort of dire situation he was in. I can’t swim and I’m in the ocean. How can they be so annoyed at me when I am clearly was going to die if they fail to do something about it! “Yes, I do. I-can’t- swim!”
“Contradicting a captain? You lads really aren’t going to do well in the king’s navy…” Jack sighed without taking his eyes off the boy in the water he continued, “Are they Mr. Murtogg?”
Murtogg was now close enough to hear everything. Mullroy was pretending he couldn’t and kept on digging himself a hole. Murtogg nodded, “Oh yes, that sort of thing just wouldn’t do.”
Oliver was appalled that they could just stand on their bit of land and think proper procedures were more important than the fact his mate was in the water!
“I think it would do if you saved me or something! I can’t swim you know! I’ve been shouting it all day and-”Charlie stopped as Sparrow made his way towards him. “Going to save me now?”
“I can’t save you.”
“Oh! So you’re here to watch me drown. Fantastic!”
Jack flashed a look of pure irritation. “How can I save you when you’re standing in ankle deep water?”