Evil-bad-no-good Drabble the SIXTH
Apr. 23rd, 2005 01:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Title: BlackJack
Author: order_of_chaos
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Sixth in the EvilNorrie series. Starring EvilSparrow.
Warning: Characterisation may disturb (or otherwise outrage) some people. (Me included.)
AN: Well, the plot-weevil still lingers in the land of the living, so - Please kill it, throw stones at it, feed it to the cat, burn it at the stake, flame it, stomp on it, f*** it with a rusty spork, spit on it, chop it into little bits with blunt scissors, poke its eyes out with blunt sticks, give it flu injections with rusty needles, cover it with cockroaches, tape it's eyes open and make it watch Barney the Purple Dinosaur, etc. It doesn't deserve to live. The sentiments expressed herein are in no way my own.
And yet... I'm growing strangely attached to it. That's sanity for you - always leaves when you need it most.
Previous Parts: 1. To Remedy the Lack of Puppy-kicking, 2. The Turner's Wedding, 3. The Commodore Ate My Baby, 4. The Condemnation of William Turner, 5. The Innocent Flower
Disclaimer: Don't worry - I don't own them.
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EvilNorrie6 - BlackJackBootstrap’s brat was dead. Jack turned the phrase over in his mind, unable for a moment to feel anything but surprise. Dead.
Dead dead dead.
And the blood to be repaid?
The young Turner had saved his life, and Jack had owed him for it. And now Will was dead, and no-one owed him anything.
Captain Jack Sparrow laughed, spinning in wild circles on the deck of his Pearl. His crew - a pirate crew for a pirate captain - laughed or jeered or ignored him, and the breeze lashed into them with all the enthusiasm of a summer thunderstorm.
He was free.
This called for a celebration.