DRABBLE: AZTEC GOLD
Characters: Jack Sparrow, Pintel and Ragetti
Rating: PG
Word Count: 190
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Disclaimer: Can someone please bind me to my captain? No? Why? Disney owns him. Oh that's right.....
They followed their captain into the darkened cave. The water dripped down the damp cavern walls, hitting the floor. The sounds echoed around them as they made their way in.
“I bet we's going to get a lot of gold!” Pintel whispered, his voice high in excitement.
“Jewels beyond our wildest dreams!” Ragetti replied.
They looked at each other and giggled wildly.
Jack rolled his eyes at the conversation taking place behind him. He held his sword out in front of him while the other hand yeilded the torch.
He stopped when he noticed glints and glitteres bouncing around him as he moved the torch from left to right. He put the torch in the holder and motioned Pintel and Ragetti to step closer, following him.
Jack picked up a coin and flipped it over in his fingers, studying it with great concentration.
“Aztec Gold,” he cooed. “My eyes do decieve me to think that there still are pieces not destroyed.”
Pintel took the piece of gold out of Jack's grasped, rolled it around, and placed it between his teeth.
He shrugged. “Tastes like chicken.”
Rating: PG
Word Count: 190
For: blackpearlsails Community
Disclaimer: Can someone please bind me to my captain? No? Why? Disney owns him. Oh that's right.....
They followed their captain into the darkened cave. The water dripped down the damp cavern walls, hitting the floor. The sounds echoed around them as they made their way in.
“I bet we's going to get a lot of gold!” Pintel whispered, his voice high in excitement.
“Jewels beyond our wildest dreams!” Ragetti replied.
They looked at each other and giggled wildly.
Jack rolled his eyes at the conversation taking place behind him. He held his sword out in front of him while the other hand yeilded the torch.
He stopped when he noticed glints and glitteres bouncing around him as he moved the torch from left to right. He put the torch in the holder and motioned Pintel and Ragetti to step closer, following him.
Jack picked up a coin and flipped it over in his fingers, studying it with great concentration.
“Aztec Gold,” he cooed. “My eyes do decieve me to think that there still are pieces not destroyed.”
Pintel took the piece of gold out of Jack's grasped, rolled it around, and placed it between his teeth.
He shrugged. “Tastes like chicken.”