In the capital, under the bright sun, and above the still calm waves. A pirate ship has gotten fully ready, with men running across like busy ants.
Jack walked out of his cabinet and stared up at the wheel, "Woman, the men are lacking!" He yelled. Charlotte took off one of the wheel's handles and threw it at him. Bang! She hit him right above the eye leaving a black mark on his face.
"You almost got my eye!" He cried rolling around, knocking a barrel into the sea and one of the sailors leaped to retrieve it. "Please be careful, captain." The sailor yelled.
"He's too stupid to know how to be careful, people like him need to lose an eye and an arm before becoming experienced." Charlotte grabbed back the handle and screwed it in its place.
Jack stood rubbing his eyebrow, glaring at the red-haired woman. "Your mother would have been a better pick to take with us."
