This fic is AMAZING I truly enjoyed it and I thank you for writing it! 3 I'm getting into this pairing comically late and I'm just glad that it's lead me to easy instant reading of quality epics such as this one. ]

Just read this whole fic in one go. Only one word can describe my opinion of this story: amazing. You managed to get Norrington's character down perfectly, especially his manner of speaking! And your use of nautical terms was impressive. Overall an amusing, skillfully written, and highly riveting story.

I'm not fond of Willabeth, but they are lovely here. And of course I adore Sparrington 3
The future meeting was very sweet, I loved it, and Chapter 3 of course. Great job, adding the story to my favs)

This is a positively delightful read. It had me cackling the whole way through, especially the Puritan pamphlet titles.

I liked this story. It was well-written and well thought out. There were a few little mistakes but nothing big.

Great story. The interactions in the last chapter was just priceless and lovely.

I've enjoyed reading this more than you know and I absolutely loved how you ended it. I'm a sucker for happy endings :)

This was really enjoyable. You made it equal parts hilarious and somber, and in proportions that made the whole story much fun to read. You stayed in character, and kept the story within the bounds of the PotC universe.I also really enjoyed the idea of Jack, James, Will, and Elizabeth in the modern day. Do you think you could write a one-shot set after this story?

fantastic ending I bow to your wit:-)

absolutely hilarious chapter, been ages since I read anything that funny. :-)

absolutely hilarious chapter, been ages since I read anything that funny. :-)

-OOMMGG THE MODERN ENDING! EEE! I love how you intro Jack and James! "Elizabeth caught James's eye and dimpled. "Pirate," she pointed out.

Jack squeezed between the gates separating the patio from the sidewalk, but James went around through the entrance." CLASSIC!

"The table was silent for a moment, each person in contemplation of that great leveller which they had forsaken when they had drunk the waters all those years ago. At last, Jack cleared his throat."

- :( Aww. It’s true though. Lovely.

"That was fast," said Elizabeth.

"It saves time if you don't wash your hands afterwards," said Jack, massaging her shoulders.

– LOL! Lib, have you met my brother? Your dialogue is oddly similar sometimes…

"I've told you a hundred times already, Jack," said Will, with the ghost of a smirk on his face. "I don't care what your history is. Elizabeth is off limits."

– ahaha! They’re all doing each other in! You clever bastard! This is hilarious.

"Not originally, but he's become a touch circumspect in recent decades. It's enough to drive a man to drink."

"The sun rising in the morning is enough to drive you to drink," said Elizabeth.

"Perhaps, but I notice you haven't denied the charge laid at your wee footsies," said Jack, taking a sip of wine.

- AHAHAHAH! Your word play always gets me! So good.

-YOU DID NAME IT MY ARSE! FTW! Ahaha*collapses giggling*

"Look lively there, Turners!" he called. "Commodore, just a touch larboard. Watch the convertible. OI, THERE, GRASS-COMBING, CLOT-PATED MERCEDES! Lizzy, belay that fishwife cackling!"

The surrey glided into the bicycle lane under James's firm touch, and Jack raised a hand to shade his eyes. The afternoon sun set the glass skyscrapers ablaze, and if one listened, over the traffic and the buzz of downtown, one could almost hear music dancing like laughter on the wind.

-Oh, wow what a beautiful, perfect ending! Complete with warm fuzzies, even! This was such a romp, my dear and I’m so glad I could be a part of the idea trampoline, and giggles and giggles. *huge smooches*

Thoroughly entertaining from start to finish.

"The fountain?" asked James, absently crushing a mosquito that had landed on Jack's shoulder blade.

– Oooh, he’s! Ohhh. My heart just hitched.

"And I can fetch you a cup if you must do that," she said, not bothering to look behind her where Jack had stuck his face in the plume of the fountain and was attempting to drink.”

– LOLOLOLOL! Waste no time, eh, Jacky! Hehehe, that was a great image.

AAAH, what’s this “witch’s” name! I love her to bits! –Oh, -it’s Betty. I love Betty!

She was still looking at him oddly. "Aye, that's plain enough. But it might do you good, at some point, to consider what else he might have been made for. Go on after him. I'll be here if you need me."

– OHH! :O!

-EEEE! He drank from his hands! What is it – being offered the drink out of, dare I say it, love? Selflessness? I like that there was a catch to it. Reading on now.

"I don't suppose you've given any thought to what you're going to do next," said James, breaking the relative silence.

"Calm a Commodore who frets too much," said Sparrow. "You grind your teeth, you know. Irritating habit, that."

– OMG I LOVE THIS! AAAAH.

-*swallows* Oh God. You are writing them... their... *sigh* very well. Minimal, but full of impact. *swoons again* also,

“Item: I’m Captain.” I love him. I love this. Oh man.

"Come now, Sparrow," said James, rising languidly from his recumbent pose. "Slack-arsed?"

– HEEE! *happppyy siggghhh* Ohhhhh.

“Jack, who had been recumbent in the crosstrees…”

-I love all these images of Jack hanging out with the sails up above. It’s so playful, and really captures his more relaxed spirit. No crew to impress or frighten, just him (and James) an his little boat and the water. Beautiful.

"Does this mean you're finally going to put on your trousers again?" came the acerbic reply.

-My God, is he just hanging out naked now? LOL! Jack, buddy, coming on a bit strong, methinks. 3

“It was as if the wind, rain, and sea were all in disagreement which way to blow, drop, and swell, with their poor boat caught in the middle of it.”

- Lovely bit of description here.

“…and in his hair, dolphins leaped and played. It was a beautiful, terrible face, and its fury was awful to behold.”

-Beautiful!

"Do, do," said Jack, strutting absently about the deck for a moment before doing as James bade and tottering below.”

-WAAAH! I want to see a Gentleman Sparrow! Shaved his chin even? Oh, saints above. :O

"I'm sure they will prove invaluable," said Norrington, imagining how much easier it would be to light fires in the forest with such fine kindling.

-*chortling* Rhetoric.

"Those vainglorious scoundrels!" exclaimed Goody Hardwicke, scowling at Jack's armful of pamphlets.

"They'll argue for hours over Constantine's contributions to our faith and the necessity of keeping the body politic separate from the holy church, but ask them something as simple as the character of the relationship between the individual spirit and the divine Father and they gape like landed cod. They know their Bible, I'll grant them, but who in this day and age can't quote the Good Book?...”

-I love this character an appreciate her keen insight for this kind of setting! Happy to see it. 3

-So, Hardwicke tended an ailing James once? But she wouldn’t turn him in would she? Hmm. Nice little twist though.

-Ohhh, but she did! The wretch. I suppose she’s doing her duty, being patriotic, but what a bitch move. BUT HE HID OUT AS A SKELETON! AHAHAAH! That is brilliant. Completely brilliant. I love it.

"I'll soak it in rum before washing it," Jack offered. "It'll be good as new. Better, even."

"Sparrow, just-" Norrington raised his eyes heavenward and sighed noisily through his teeth. "Shut up," he finished."

-AHAHAHAsnerk! I’m loving the banter back and forth between these two. James…oh, the poor bastard. (but not really)

"...given that it was occupied by a race more dangerous and bloodthirsty: the Puritans."

- Nice. ;)

"There was a considering pause from below "I don't use it because you never gave me permission to use it."

-Love. James would observe such niceties. (True story. I have a professor who once mentioned that she’d run into a former student several years after they had graduated, and who continued to call her by her title, and she thought that was nice bc ‘kids don’t have such respect anymore.’ I kept this in mind and always called her by her proper title. We went on to become fairly good friends after school, and I’m still waiting for her to give me permission to call her by her first name. I keep wondering if she thinks I’m just a jerk, or if she really does enjoy the formality. *sigh*) James strikes me as the same in this situation. He would go on forever until he got permission.

"I'd steal you a coat," wheedled Jack.

-It’s turning into love. ;)

“…but immediately decided that this was a bad idea because once again, Jack had removed his trousers. He was standing at the weather rail, nude from the waist down, except for his boots.

"Sparrow," hissed James through his teeth. "Where are your trousers?"

Jack grinned, his smile flashing gold. "Ran 'em up."

-AHAHA! Gotta love Jack’s logic here! Oh god I just want to squuuiissshh himmmm! Brilliant.

"Captain Percival Packett," returned Jack. "How very nice it is to be seen."

-Lol, loving Jack’s voice here again. You’ve got some great quips.

"I'm satisfied with my small armada," said Jack, with only a trace of irony. "The Swan's a sweet sailor for my own needs, and the Pearl is bound for Florida with my first mate seeking a legendary prize."

-But when is Percy going to whip his dick out to compare sizes? *snorfle*

“Of all the confounded bad luck - now Sparrow would be at liberty to steal his boat, recruit someone expendable from Nassau, and find the fountain on his own.”

-Oh James, for a man of such honor, so little faith? Clearly, Jack enjoys your company you daft twit.

“Jack Sparrow, perennially the captain without a ship.”

-Aww, it’s true though, bless him.

-Terpsichore! LOL. It would be named that. Funny.

-Elizabeth de-masted Will! I love it! Aww, we probably won’t, but I wish we’d see more of Elizabeth. That little sea battle was great fun.

"I'm going to see if there's anything-" he broke off as Sparrow sprinted off toward the wreck.

"-salvageable," he finished, sighing.

-love it. very nice, and excellent timing.

"Norrington had been in the Navy too long not to know when he was being given the once-over,..." AHAHAH! zing.

"You went through me personal effects!" said Jack.

Norrington shook his head, apparently taken aback by the abrupt change of subject. "What?"

"You searched through my personal affects when I was incapacitated." Jack crossed his arms across his chest. "Ungentlemanlike at best." -HEE! Love this! Love that Jack is upset at the fact that JAMES went through his stuff. I mean, to Jack's logic, they're friends now aren't they? How rude. :P

"Couldn't say," said Jack. "Mostly I sailed 'round it to get to New Orleans, if you take my meaning." - Don't know why, but I reeeeally love reference to Jack in America, especially New Orleans. *flutters*

"Does the name Metacomet mean anything to you, Sparrow?"

"Is it a comet within a comet that has implications for all comet-kind?" HAHAHAHA!

"Jack had made himself a hammock from a small sail and announced that he was more comfortable sleeping at sea than on land, but James was taking no chances and rowed himself ashore." - *happy sighs*

First off - OOH NAKED JACK SWIMMING IN THE WATER? be still my rapidly beating heart! Second, he's naked and just came for a chat because he was lonely! And naked! *falls over* They sinnng and oooh, and the ust is building a bit. Jack, you're such a slut. Poor James, he just doesn't know what he's in for.