I laughed, watching Jack Sparrow taunt Davy Jones with the jar of dirt, then clumsily falling down the stairs. I was sitting on my best friend England's couch and we were watching Pirates of the Caribbean, for the movie night we had every weekend.

"I wonder what it would be like to be a pirate..." I mused.

"Oh it's very fun, but also comes with annoyance , such as dealing with the crew." Arthur replied.

"You were a pirate!?" I asked, wondering why he never told me this before.

"Aye, I was the most feared pirate of the seven seas." he chuckled, smirking.

"Oh you're not so tough, Kirkland." I challenged, smirking as well.

He laughed. "You think you'd be a match for me, _?" he asked, looking at me.

"I don't think. I know." I laughed.

His eyes turned a little darker than usual and a soft but rough laugh escaped his lips. Is there something wrong with him?

"Well, maybe a little bet will clear this matter up, love." he smiled, and I could see the wheels turning in his head.

I was instantly suspicious. "What kind of bet Arthur?.." I asked, narrowing my eyes. I had learned the hard way not to trust bets after that nonsense with the Bad Touch Trio.

"Ah ah ah...that's Captain to you, dear." he corrected, smirk still placed on his face.

"That may be, Captain, but just what does this bet entail exact? I want to know what I'm agreeing to." Crossing my arms, I shivered a little when a devious smile grew on his face.

"Hmm...Alright then, lass. How about this? Suppose we play a little game of hide and seek? If I fail in finding you before the hour is up, I will accept defeat without a single complaint."

"Hm..." I hummed, thinking it over.

Suddenly, arms wrapped around me and his hot breath close to my ear made me shiver. I looked back at him to fix him with a glare but found it hard as that arrogant smirk was present on his face.

"I-If y-you win?" I asked, wondering if I would like those conditions or not.

Chuckling he replied, "If I win lass...then you will do something for me."

"W-what will I have to do?" Turning to look at him, I growled in annoyance as he shook his head.

"Now now, lass. That's a surprise. For now, I would like it to be my little secret." he whispered.

"Fine.." I grumbled, standing with him.

"Better run, little bunny...The clock starts now." he chuckled lowly as he turned and started counting.

I turned and started running as fast as I could away from him and out of the living room. One thought went through my mind...

I had better find a place to hide.