Strange Child in a Strange Place
Author: jedipati aka immortal_jedi
Disclaimer: The characters in this story belong to Disney, not me.
Characters: William the 3rd, Bootstrap, crew and Captain of the Dutchman
Rating: PG
Warnings: Erm… crack?
Summary: Bootstrap Bill Turner did not expect to have to deal with his grandson. Bootstrap also didn’t think he could have a six year old grandson when his son (who he hadn’t seen in nearly five years) was only sixteen! Another drabble series.
1. Storm
The storm blew up out of nowhere, pounded the ship enough that Captain Jones considered diving, before vanishing just as fast.
It left both the crew, and the Captain confused, soaking wet (though they were used to that), and in the case of the Captain, a little put out.
Luckily, it appeared that nothing had been damaged in the sudden squall.
In fact, everything appeared to be completely normal. That is, until Bill Turner saw the boy looking around in confusion. The boy gasped as soon as he saw Bill.
"Granddad? Why do you have a starfish on your face?"
2. Confusion
William James Turner watched as all the weird fish people seemed to go crazy.
Several of them were ganging up on Granddad, asking questions. William was sure it was Granddad, because he looked like Granddad. Except Granddad didn’t have a starfish on his face. And he should be with Da.
And William himself shouldn’t be here. He was supposed to be on the Empress.
William remembered something that Uncle Jack had told him about Granddad and starfish. “No! Granddad, don’t go away!” He rushed up and grabbed his grandfather and held on tight, already crying. Granddad swayed, nearly falling down.
3. Calming Down
It took some time to calm down the boy who claimed Bill was his grandfather. He only really calmed down after Bill promised (several times) that he wasn’t going anywhere. Finally, the boy was calm enough to lift his head, but he still had a death grip on the older man’s coat.
Finally, Bill picked the boy up and held him. “Come on, lad. We’d best sort this out.”
The boy sniffled slightly. “But Uncle Jack said that if you had a starfish again, you and Da were in trouble and might go away. Or that something happened to Mum.”
4. Consultation
Davy eyed the boy as Bootstrap finally got him into Davy’s cabin. The boy- who couldn’t be more then six- was still clinging to Bootstrap as though the crewman was a lifeline.
“Could the boy be your grandson, Mr. Turner?” Davy asked once he and his top crewmen, plus Bootstrap and the boy, were all seated.
Bootstrap frowned. “I’ve only been on this ship for two years, right?” He didn’t wait for confirmation. “And I was only underwater for a year at most.”
Davy nodded.
“Then my son- yes, I do have a son- can’t be any older then sixteen.”
5. Really Old
“Da’s twenty nine,” the boy said. “Uncle Jack keeps tellin’ him that he’s gonna be thirty. That’s old.”
Davy barely managed not to smile. Most of his crewmen weren’t so lucky; he heard coughs and chuckles from Maccus and Palifico. Bootstrap simply smiled. “And what about your grandfather?” he asked.
The boy lifted his head. “You’re… really old?” he asked.
Bootstrap smiled at the lad
This time, Davy did smile. “Lad, what’s your name?” Davy asked.
The lad blinked up at him. “William Turner, the third,” he said. “And Mum is Captain Elizabeth Turner, and Da is Captain William Turner.”
Author’s Notes: I have somehow (quite unjustly) been accused of mistreating the characters, thanks to the previous drabble series. It was just one series. Well, anyway, this drabble series is a lot lighter, and a little weirder, as you can tell. I’m also posting it a bit differently, in that I’m posting five drabbles at a time. I hope you all will enjoy this weird little product of my mind.
Disclaimer: The characters in this story belong to Disney, not me.
Characters: William the 3rd, Bootstrap, crew and Captain of the Dutchman
Rating: PG
Warnings: Erm… crack?
Summary: Bootstrap Bill Turner did not expect to have to deal with his grandson. Bootstrap also didn’t think he could have a six year old grandson when his son (who he hadn’t seen in nearly five years) was only sixteen! Another drabble series.
1. Storm
The storm blew up out of nowhere, pounded the ship enough that Captain Jones considered diving, before vanishing just as fast.
It left both the crew, and the Captain confused, soaking wet (though they were used to that), and in the case of the Captain, a little put out.
Luckily, it appeared that nothing had been damaged in the sudden squall.
In fact, everything appeared to be completely normal. That is, until Bill Turner saw the boy looking around in confusion. The boy gasped as soon as he saw Bill.
"Granddad? Why do you have a starfish on your face?"
2. Confusion
William James Turner watched as all the weird fish people seemed to go crazy.
Several of them were ganging up on Granddad, asking questions. William was sure it was Granddad, because he looked like Granddad. Except Granddad didn’t have a starfish on his face. And he should be with Da.
And William himself shouldn’t be here. He was supposed to be on the Empress.
William remembered something that Uncle Jack had told him about Granddad and starfish. “No! Granddad, don’t go away!” He rushed up and grabbed his grandfather and held on tight, already crying. Granddad swayed, nearly falling down.
3. Calming Down
It took some time to calm down the boy who claimed Bill was his grandfather. He only really calmed down after Bill promised (several times) that he wasn’t going anywhere. Finally, the boy was calm enough to lift his head, but he still had a death grip on the older man’s coat.
Finally, Bill picked the boy up and held him. “Come on, lad. We’d best sort this out.”
The boy sniffled slightly. “But Uncle Jack said that if you had a starfish again, you and Da were in trouble and might go away. Or that something happened to Mum.”
4. Consultation
Davy eyed the boy as Bootstrap finally got him into Davy’s cabin. The boy- who couldn’t be more then six- was still clinging to Bootstrap as though the crewman was a lifeline.
“Could the boy be your grandson, Mr. Turner?” Davy asked once he and his top crewmen, plus Bootstrap and the boy, were all seated.
Bootstrap frowned. “I’ve only been on this ship for two years, right?” He didn’t wait for confirmation. “And I was only underwater for a year at most.”
Davy nodded.
“Then my son- yes, I do have a son- can’t be any older then sixteen.”
5. Really Old
“Da’s twenty nine,” the boy said. “Uncle Jack keeps tellin’ him that he’s gonna be thirty. That’s old.”
Davy barely managed not to smile. Most of his crewmen weren’t so lucky; he heard coughs and chuckles from Maccus and Palifico. Bootstrap simply smiled. “And what about your grandfather?” he asked.
The boy lifted his head. “You’re… really old?” he asked.
Bootstrap smiled at the lad
This time, Davy did smile. “Lad, what’s your name?” Davy asked.
The lad blinked up at him. “William Turner, the third,” he said. “And Mum is Captain Elizabeth Turner, and Da is Captain William Turner.”
Author’s Notes: I have somehow (quite unjustly) been accused of mistreating the characters, thanks to the previous drabble series. It was just one series. Well, anyway, this drabble series is a lot lighter, and a little weirder, as you can tell. I’m also posting it a bit differently, in that I’m posting five drabbles at a time. I hope you all will enjoy this weird little product of my mind.