Toothache Challenge
Title: Cure
Author: vintage__cherry
Pairing: J/N
Rating: pg-13
Warnings: erm..implications of sexual intercourse?
Spoilers: none
Disclaimer: Do I have black ears and eat cheese? Then it’s not mine…*looks up and touches head* at least I don’t think I do.
Summary: Jack has toothache James has a cure.
written for pirate4evrnavy2 hope you feel better soon honey.
Jack Sparrow…sorry Captain Jack Sparrow sat in James’ bed in Port Royal.
This usually wouldn’t be a bad thing except he had toothache.
“Really Jack it’s your own fault for drinking that vile concoction of burnt sugar”
“Thanks Jamie I’ll try to remember that while I’m in excruciating pain” Jack growled
“And all those sweets Jack I’m surprised you don’t have all gold teeth by now”
“Now I know ’o she go’ it from” Jack glared.
“Who got what?”
“’Lizabeth, explains why she burnt all th’ rum”
James rolled his eyes “I can’t believe you’re still holding on to that.”
“It’s the only thing I can hold onto at the moment, but if you’d like to remedy that” Jack leered
“Oh but I have something much better than that.” James opened the door.
“Mr. Murtogg, Mr. Mulroy”
The two marines marched in and saluted James.
“You we’re both telling me yesterday you’d heard of cures for toothache were you not?”
“Yes sir. Mother’s own remedy sir.” Murtogg answered.
“Then I’ll leave you to it” James nodded curtly
“Commodore, why do I ‘ave guards for healers?” Jack said warily.
“Because Mr. Sparrow while you maybe a privateer of the crown, you are still considered a nuisance to the rest of Port Royal. And I have heard from a very reliable source you are a terrible patient.”
Later James arrived at his home when commotion sounded from a known room that was supposed to have a stationary pirate in it.
By the sounds flooding down the halls Jack wasn’t very appreciative of the remedies.
“No stop let go of me!”
“Typical, because he has to make a scene of everything” James rolled his eyes and strode into the room.
He stopped and surveyed Will Turner, Murtogg and Mulroy closing in on Jack.
“But Jack it has to be done!” Will reassured him.
“Does it bollocks, James mate help me out here!” Jack pleaded.
“Why what are they trying to do?”
“First they wanted to drill a hole in me head the medieval navy bastards they are! an’ then the whelp here said it would be better if they pulled out me damn tooth!”
“Jack please stay still before I have you clapped in irons”
“For what?”
“Disturbing the peace and my peace of mind” James sighed.
“Mr, Murtogg, Mr. Mulroy and Mr. Turner thank you for your help but it grows late. I suggest you all retire for the night.”
“Yes sir, hope you get well Mr. Sparrow sir.” Murtogg and Mulroy saluted and strode off.
“Night Jack, get well soon and don’t cause James too much trouble.” Will followed the marines out.
“So what would be the problem with us ‘medieval navy bastards’ drilling a hole in your head?” James mused.
“The point is to stop the pain James not get killed!”
James raised an eyebrow and pouted.
Jack looked around the room. The table, the glass paned French windows, hell even the damn quilt he was squashed under. Anywhere but a very un-commodoreish but adorable pout.
A black box caught his eye with very recognizable contents.
“James, why is there opium?”
James stopped pouting a devilish smirk was in its place.
“Oh, they were going to use it to sedate you while they carried out their procedure I’m sure” he replied off handedly.
“James how about you try your very own remedies for curing me that have no use of drills…I hope”
“On my honor as a gentleman.” James replied dryly.
“Oh good then it’s settled then.”
Jack reached and pulled James into the bed.
It was the middle of the night when James awoke.
“Jack” he whined “stop poking me I am too tired to ‘cure’ you anymore.”
The prodding stopped.
“Oh good you’re awake”
“Unfortunately yes, what do you want?”
“Just thought I’d tell you Jamie love, I’m feeling much better now.”
“My congrats. Now will you let me sleep?”
”Nope, Jamie I thought I’d show you how much better I feel”
Author: vintage__cherry
Pairing: J/N
Rating: pg-13
Warnings: erm..implications of sexual intercourse?
Spoilers: none
Disclaimer: Do I have black ears and eat cheese? Then it’s not mine…*looks up and touches head* at least I don’t think I do.
Summary: Jack has toothache James has a cure.
written for pirate4evrnavy2 hope you feel better soon honey.
Jack Sparrow…sorry Captain Jack Sparrow sat in James’ bed in Port Royal.
This usually wouldn’t be a bad thing except he had toothache.
“Really Jack it’s your own fault for drinking that vile concoction of burnt sugar”
“Thanks Jamie I’ll try to remember that while I’m in excruciating pain” Jack growled
“And all those sweets Jack I’m surprised you don’t have all gold teeth by now”
“Now I know ’o she go’ it from” Jack glared.
“Who got what?”
“’Lizabeth, explains why she burnt all th’ rum”
James rolled his eyes “I can’t believe you’re still holding on to that.”
“It’s the only thing I can hold onto at the moment, but if you’d like to remedy that” Jack leered
“Oh but I have something much better than that.” James opened the door.
“Mr. Murtogg, Mr. Mulroy”
The two marines marched in and saluted James.
“You we’re both telling me yesterday you’d heard of cures for toothache were you not?”
“Yes sir. Mother’s own remedy sir.” Murtogg answered.
“Then I’ll leave you to it” James nodded curtly
“Commodore, why do I ‘ave guards for healers?” Jack said warily.
“Because Mr. Sparrow while you maybe a privateer of the crown, you are still considered a nuisance to the rest of Port Royal. And I have heard from a very reliable source you are a terrible patient.”
Later James arrived at his home when commotion sounded from a known room that was supposed to have a stationary pirate in it.
By the sounds flooding down the halls Jack wasn’t very appreciative of the remedies.
“No stop let go of me!”
“Typical, because he has to make a scene of everything” James rolled his eyes and strode into the room.
He stopped and surveyed Will Turner, Murtogg and Mulroy closing in on Jack.
“But Jack it has to be done!” Will reassured him.
“Does it bollocks, James mate help me out here!” Jack pleaded.
“Why what are they trying to do?”
“First they wanted to drill a hole in me head the medieval navy bastards they are! an’ then the whelp here said it would be better if they pulled out me damn tooth!”
“Jack please stay still before I have you clapped in irons”
“For what?”
“Disturbing the peace and my peace of mind” James sighed.
“Mr, Murtogg, Mr. Mulroy and Mr. Turner thank you for your help but it grows late. I suggest you all retire for the night.”
“Yes sir, hope you get well Mr. Sparrow sir.” Murtogg and Mulroy saluted and strode off.
“Night Jack, get well soon and don’t cause James too much trouble.” Will followed the marines out.
“So what would be the problem with us ‘medieval navy bastards’ drilling a hole in your head?” James mused.
“The point is to stop the pain James not get killed!”
James raised an eyebrow and pouted.
Jack looked around the room. The table, the glass paned French windows, hell even the damn quilt he was squashed under. Anywhere but a very un-commodoreish but adorable pout.
A black box caught his eye with very recognizable contents.
“James, why is there opium?”
James stopped pouting a devilish smirk was in its place.
“Oh, they were going to use it to sedate you while they carried out their procedure I’m sure” he replied off handedly.
“James how about you try your very own remedies for curing me that have no use of drills…I hope”
“On my honor as a gentleman.” James replied dryly.
“Oh good then it’s settled then.”
Jack reached and pulled James into the bed.
It was the middle of the night when James awoke.
“Jack” he whined “stop poking me I am too tired to ‘cure’ you anymore.”
The prodding stopped.
“Oh good you’re awake”
“Unfortunately yes, what do you want?”
“Just thought I’d tell you Jamie love, I’m feeling much better now.”
“My congrats. Now will you let me sleep?”
”Nope, Jamie I thought I’d show you how much better I feel”