Monkey Tails: Catching Jack
Catching Jack
Disclaimer: I don’t own POTC.
Author: jedipati aka immortal_jedi
Rating: PG
Characters: Jack The Monkey; Will, Jack the Captain, Gibbs
Summary: “You’ve no idea how long it took us to catch that.”
Author’s Note: There has been a minor amount of confusion over this series. The stories are not really related to each other- they just all happen to have Jack the Monkey as their primary focus.
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“Jack, you know she always demands some form of payment, don’t you?”
Captain Jack Sparrow turned to face Joshamee Gibbs, his first mate. “Aye,” he said. “But you know we are rather short on payment-type goods at the moment.” He paused. “And yet, I know just the thing that she would like.”
Apparently, Will Turner had developed a sense for when Jack was plotting something. Though, he had realized that Jack had planned something back when they had gone after Barbossa. Will sighed. “Now what?”
“She likes the supernatural,” Jack said. “Or the unusual. I bet she’d like an undead monkey.”
Will frowned. “Why the monkey?” he asked.
“Because he’s unique. She likes unique things.”
Will sighed and rolled his eyes, but accepted Jack’s answer.
“And how are we supposed to get the monkey to her?” Gibbs asked.
All three of them looked up, where the monkey was scrambling through the rigging.
Jack scowled. “You figure that out. I’ll direct us there. Just make sure that he’s in a cage when we get there.”
Gibbs scowled. “Fine. Pintel, Ragetti, how’d you keep that monster under control before?”
The two former mutineers looked up at the monkey. “Cap’n Barbossa kept him,” Ragetti said.
Will muttered something under his breath.
Jack could only guess at what Will had said, but no doubt it was something uncomplimentary. If it was directed at Barbossa, then Jack would wholeheartedly agree.
“Well, then we need t’ get it into a cage,” Jack said.
No one moved to go after the monkey for a long time, however.
Finally, Pintel climbed up into the rigging after the beast. The other seven men watched as the short, bald man clambered through the rigging with nearly as much agility as the monkey.
Still, when he nearly fell out of the rigging after trying to grab the monkey, and was only saved by a quick grab at the spar, they knew that it wouldn’t be that easy.
Pintel made his way down cautiously and stomped away. “Someone else can try t’ catch that little monster,” he called back.
The rest of them looked at each other. Leech backed away. “I’m stayin’ out o’ this. Anyway, Cap’n wants me t’ stay with the ship.”
The remaining men looked at each other. Finally, the parrot flapped its wings. “Don’t eat me!”
Cotton disappeared below for a moment and returned carrying a small bowl. Jack stopped in and looked into it. “Ah. Carry on, Mr. Cotton,” he said. “Mr. Gibbs- you might want to have the cage ready.”
Gibbs hurried down and grabbed a cage. The monkey climbed lower as Cotton set the bowl down.
“Food?” Gibbs asked.
“Why not? It may be an undead monkey, but I don’t think it knows that,” Jack said.
The monkey dropped down onto the deck.
“Wind in the sails!” the parrot called out as the creature inched toward the bowl.
“Wait for it,” Gibbs muttered.
The monkey delicately scoped up a bit of the porridge in the bowl and began to eat.
“Now!” Gibbs whispered.
Marty, the closest to the monkey, jumped at it in the hopes of grabbing it. Unfortunately, the monkey had other ideas, and it leapt away.
Jack cursed briefly, and then pulled out his pistol.
“I don’t think that will do any good, Jack,” Will said.
“I want to shoot something, and that monkey will do just fine. And maybe that will knock it down so someone can grab it!”
Will sighed. “No, Jack,” he said. “Let’s try to catch it first.”
And they did- try, that is. The monkey didn’t take the food bait that they put inside the cage.
Ragetti suggested trying to get it to go after his wooden eye, but the monkey didn’t take that bait either.
Will stared up at the monkey while Gibbs and Ragetti argued just how to capture the creature.
The monkey stared back at him, slowly moving lower and lower until it was right over him. “So, why does Jack keep you if you’re such a pain?” Will asked softly.
The monkey perked up at the name “Jack” and chattered at him.
It dropped down to land on his shoulder. “Whoa!” Will said. The debate stopped as everyone turned to look at him.
“Ah, I see you’ve caught the little bugger,” Jack said. “Now do you mind putting him in the cage?”
“It’s more like he just decided to perch on my shoulder, but I’ll try,” Will replied. He walked over to the cage and stopped right next to it.
Carefully, he reached up to grab the monkey, who screeched, dropped from his shoulder, and bolted across the ship to the rail.
Will sighed and rolled his eyes.
“That didn’t work,” Jack said.
“I can see that,” Will retorted. He brushed the shoulder of his waistcoat off and muttered something under his breath again.
Jack grinned again, but the grin fell away as he watched the monkey.
His few crewmen had abandoned the monkey chase. Most of them were gathered near the door to Jack’s cabin, while Will stood next to the main mast.
The monkey was darting back and forth along the railing.
Jack narrowed his eyes. The blasted monkey had already wasted hours of their time, and they needed to get it into a cage soon.
The monkey paused and jumped down from the rail.
Everyone tensed as it picked its way over to the cage and studied it. The monkey poked the door and jumped back slightly when it popped open.
It poked its head into the cage, then climbed in and starting eating the bait that had been left there.
Will jumped forward and closed the door.
Everyone relaxed.
“Well, aren’t we all glad that’s over with?” Jack said happily. “And look, there’s the river.”
The seven crewmen rushed to bring the ship to a halt. Jack remained at the wheel to keep her under control. It was only after they had released the anchor, and they had set the ship to rights did Gibbs grimace. “And now we travel upstream,” he said unhappily.
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Author’s Note: This is the second of The Monkey Tails. The third, taking place during AWE, is currently still in the planning stage (for one thing, I have to re-watch the scene again so I can get everything right), so it might take a couple of weeks for it to appear.
Disclaimer: I don’t own POTC.
Author: jedipati aka immortal_jedi
Rating: PG
Characters: Jack The Monkey; Will, Jack the Captain, Gibbs
Summary: “You’ve no idea how long it took us to catch that.”
Author’s Note: There has been a minor amount of confusion over this series. The stories are not really related to each other- they just all happen to have Jack the Monkey as their primary focus.
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“Jack, you know she always demands some form of payment, don’t you?”
Captain Jack Sparrow turned to face Joshamee Gibbs, his first mate. “Aye,” he said. “But you know we are rather short on payment-type goods at the moment.” He paused. “And yet, I know just the thing that she would like.”
Apparently, Will Turner had developed a sense for when Jack was plotting something. Though, he had realized that Jack had planned something back when they had gone after Barbossa. Will sighed. “Now what?”
“She likes the supernatural,” Jack said. “Or the unusual. I bet she’d like an undead monkey.”
Will frowned. “Why the monkey?” he asked.
“Because he’s unique. She likes unique things.”
Will sighed and rolled his eyes, but accepted Jack’s answer.
“And how are we supposed to get the monkey to her?” Gibbs asked.
All three of them looked up, where the monkey was scrambling through the rigging.
Jack scowled. “You figure that out. I’ll direct us there. Just make sure that he’s in a cage when we get there.”
Gibbs scowled. “Fine. Pintel, Ragetti, how’d you keep that monster under control before?”
The two former mutineers looked up at the monkey. “Cap’n Barbossa kept him,” Ragetti said.
Will muttered something under his breath.
Jack could only guess at what Will had said, but no doubt it was something uncomplimentary. If it was directed at Barbossa, then Jack would wholeheartedly agree.
“Well, then we need t’ get it into a cage,” Jack said.
No one moved to go after the monkey for a long time, however.
Finally, Pintel climbed up into the rigging after the beast. The other seven men watched as the short, bald man clambered through the rigging with nearly as much agility as the monkey.
Still, when he nearly fell out of the rigging after trying to grab the monkey, and was only saved by a quick grab at the spar, they knew that it wouldn’t be that easy.
Pintel made his way down cautiously and stomped away. “Someone else can try t’ catch that little monster,” he called back.
The rest of them looked at each other. Leech backed away. “I’m stayin’ out o’ this. Anyway, Cap’n wants me t’ stay with the ship.”
The remaining men looked at each other. Finally, the parrot flapped its wings. “Don’t eat me!”
Cotton disappeared below for a moment and returned carrying a small bowl. Jack stopped in and looked into it. “Ah. Carry on, Mr. Cotton,” he said. “Mr. Gibbs- you might want to have the cage ready.”
Gibbs hurried down and grabbed a cage. The monkey climbed lower as Cotton set the bowl down.
“Food?” Gibbs asked.
“Why not? It may be an undead monkey, but I don’t think it knows that,” Jack said.
The monkey dropped down onto the deck.
“Wind in the sails!” the parrot called out as the creature inched toward the bowl.
“Wait for it,” Gibbs muttered.
The monkey delicately scoped up a bit of the porridge in the bowl and began to eat.
“Now!” Gibbs whispered.
Marty, the closest to the monkey, jumped at it in the hopes of grabbing it. Unfortunately, the monkey had other ideas, and it leapt away.
Jack cursed briefly, and then pulled out his pistol.
“I don’t think that will do any good, Jack,” Will said.
“I want to shoot something, and that monkey will do just fine. And maybe that will knock it down so someone can grab it!”
Will sighed. “No, Jack,” he said. “Let’s try to catch it first.”
And they did- try, that is. The monkey didn’t take the food bait that they put inside the cage.
Ragetti suggested trying to get it to go after his wooden eye, but the monkey didn’t take that bait either.
Will stared up at the monkey while Gibbs and Ragetti argued just how to capture the creature.
The monkey stared back at him, slowly moving lower and lower until it was right over him. “So, why does Jack keep you if you’re such a pain?” Will asked softly.
The monkey perked up at the name “Jack” and chattered at him.
It dropped down to land on his shoulder. “Whoa!” Will said. The debate stopped as everyone turned to look at him.
“Ah, I see you’ve caught the little bugger,” Jack said. “Now do you mind putting him in the cage?”
“It’s more like he just decided to perch on my shoulder, but I’ll try,” Will replied. He walked over to the cage and stopped right next to it.
Carefully, he reached up to grab the monkey, who screeched, dropped from his shoulder, and bolted across the ship to the rail.
Will sighed and rolled his eyes.
“That didn’t work,” Jack said.
“I can see that,” Will retorted. He brushed the shoulder of his waistcoat off and muttered something under his breath again.
Jack grinned again, but the grin fell away as he watched the monkey.
His few crewmen had abandoned the monkey chase. Most of them were gathered near the door to Jack’s cabin, while Will stood next to the main mast.
The monkey was darting back and forth along the railing.
Jack narrowed his eyes. The blasted monkey had already wasted hours of their time, and they needed to get it into a cage soon.
The monkey paused and jumped down from the rail.
Everyone tensed as it picked its way over to the cage and studied it. The monkey poked the door and jumped back slightly when it popped open.
It poked its head into the cage, then climbed in and starting eating the bait that had been left there.
Will jumped forward and closed the door.
Everyone relaxed.
“Well, aren’t we all glad that’s over with?” Jack said happily. “And look, there’s the river.”
The seven crewmen rushed to bring the ship to a halt. Jack remained at the wheel to keep her under control. It was only after they had released the anchor, and they had set the ship to rights did Gibbs grimace. “And now we travel upstream,” he said unhappily.
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Author’s Note: This is the second of The Monkey Tails. The third, taking place during AWE, is currently still in the planning stage (for one thing, I have to re-watch the scene again so I can get everything right), so it might take a couple of weeks for it to appear.