The Pirate's Life For Me (For MinatoYukio)

[LyonGirl]

The Young Oliver Sparrow walked along the ship, bumping and stumbling around the members of the crew. It only seemed like boy was being clumsy, but instead he was seeing how well he could pickpocket without being detected. Once finishing his rounds he went to a corner of the ship and pulled out what he had found. Some gold, papers and other useless knick knacks the others had, The 10 year old boy put the gold in his pockets, frowned and looked around, hoping they would soon need to go to port. The water was becoming boring and no one had anything interesting to take.

The boy knew that his father, Captain Jack Sparrow would not be going to port unless it was for food, ladies or rum. Olly smiled softly, rum was a great idea. If he could get rid of the rum, they would have to go and get more. So with quick pace, Oliver headed to down to the bottom of the ship and pushed open a crate of rum and pulled out bottle after bottle. He headed back up and smiled. "Everyone! Listen close now. My father, CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow, has decided ta be ver' gracious and ask that all men have an' enjoy some rum from his private crate." He said, holding up a bottle. The boy's voice had a slight cocky tone, much close to his father's and he knew his plan would work if they all were as dense as he thought. "Please by all me go on and help yourself to as much as ya wish."

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Barbossa smirked as he sat in his private quarters of his ship. He had a nice map on his desk, pinpointing some new places to go and pillage with his crew. Although while pinpointing those places he had to pinpoint places to go for port, knowing his son would go insane if he had to be on the sea much longer. Hector Barbossa had always been a quick and cunning pirate, but had also become a strict yet loving father to a boy named Alexei Barbossa.

Alexei was one of Barbossa's many pride and joys and would protect the boy at all cost, but the boy did have a tendency to cause trouble, especially when he was bored. He looked up and looked around, wondering why he didn't hear his son. It was rather quiet and usually the boy would be in here, asking when they'd go to port or how long it would take. So Hector quickly got up and headed out of the of his quarter's to find his son.

[MinatoYukio]

Whistling, Jack left his private quarters, having downed one bottle of rum and planning to get another bottle.
He held in his steps as he saw his crewmembers taking deep gulps of *his* rum.
"Jus' *what* do ye think ye be doin' with *me* rum, ye scurvy dogs," he barked out, anger radiating off of him in waves.
"Do ye have somethin' to do with this, Olly," he then turned to ask his only son.

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Oblivious of his father looking for him, the twelve year old boy kept trying to climb up the mast barefooted.
When was halfway up the 30 feet pole, he lost his balance and hung helplessly onto the wood.
'What, what shall I do,' he wondered then cried out for his father to help him down to safety.

[LyonGirl]

The crew seemed to stop in their tracks, stumbling and looking at one another in slight confusion. Wasn't the captain the one to offer them this rum? They all stood in silence until Mr. Gibbs, Jack's first mate was the one to step forward first. "Cap'n, Olly had informed us that you had offered all of the crew to help themselves to your rum." Olly looked at his father as Mr. Gibbs explained with a look of shock and shook his head. "Well Papa, I don't recall doing anything of the sort. I simply remember, standing on deck and watching as everyone helped themselves to the rum. I don't recall offering it to anybody." He said with a slight smile. "It does seem like we'll be having to go to port to get some more, don't you agree?"

Barbossa had quickly walked on deck, looking around for his boy when he heard him yell. He looked up at the mast and became wide eyed at the sight of his son hanging. "Alexei!" Barbossa ran over, pushing his crew out of the way as he looked up at his son. "Alexei, let go and I'll catch ya." He yelled as he held out his arms to catch the boy.

[MinatoYukio]

At first, his "hearties" was looking at him in a stunned silence. Then, his most trusted crewmember, Mr Gibbs, told him that Olly had said that he had given them permission to help themselves.
"I say no such thing!" Jack then clenched his teeth while he listened to his son's story that contradicted Gibb's.
Now, as Olly's parent, Jack supposed he was expected to take the sticky fingered boy's side, but he felt no inclination of doing that.
Not to mention Olly's pleased smirk rather irked him.
"Oh, we will go to port, ye be sure 'o that boy," he hissed before grabbing Olly's arm. "But not before yer sorry ass is enough light for me ship!"

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Alexei hung onto the pole as hard as he could when his father's voice reached his eardrums.
Mixed feelings of gratitude, fear and shyness engulfed him before he closed his eyelids and then let go of the mast.
Falling a few feet, Alexei landed in his father's expecting arms.
Staring up at Barbossa, his lips quivered before he hugged his father and said he was sorry.

[LyonGirl]

Olly couldn't help, but smile as he father said they'd be going to port, ignoring the irriation that was planted on his father's face, but his smile quickly faded as his arm was grabbed and he quickly made an attempt to get free. "Papa! What are you doing? Let me go, I have done nothing." He protested, obviously lying as he began to squirm and wiggle his arm.

Barbossa held his son close as he fell into his arms, pulling to make sure therewas no damage to him what so ever. "I be glad yer safe Alexei.." But soon the pirate's relief quickly turned to anger. "What were ya thinkin, boy! Climbin' the mast like that. If I hadn't come out ta check on ya, you'd be dead on the deck. I tol' ye countless time, not to be doing things like that." He said firmly as he lead him off to private quarters. "An because of yer little misdeeds, your ass will be payin' the price."

[MinatoYukio]

The satisfied smirk gracing his son's face quickly vanished as Olly squirmed and tried to get out of his father's strong hold.
"Let ye go! I think not," Jack exclaimed and dragged his son with him, never minding the crew members whose eyes bulged at the sight.
"It be yer fault I'm out 'o rum," Jack hissed, walking towards his private quarters. "'n ye have th' gall lyin' to me face!"
He then opened the door and pushed the boy inside the cabin. "A real good spanking might remind ye why ye shouldn't do that."

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His father's initial relief changed into anger as he lectured Alexei that pulling a stunt like that was dangerous.
The boy could only lower his head in shame as the rant continued.
When Barbossa lead him to his private quarters, Alexei had a very good idea of what might come next, and sure enough, his father confirmed his fears.
"Yes, father," he responded, and writhed his hands awkwardly, waiting for his father to make the next move.

[LyonGirl]

Olly stumbled a bit as he was taken to his father's quarters, pouting his bottom lip out a bit. "Papa...They didn't take all of it and you can always buy more. I don't believe I should be getting in trouble for this." He said as he hands involuntarily went behind his back to cover his backside. "I rather we just go to port..get more rum, go to a tavern for a meal then go back to sea." He said with a soft sheepish smile."Doesn't that sound better?"

Barbossa set his son down on the floor then went to towards his chair, pulling his son next to him by his wrist. "A good trip over my knee should help ya remember the rules." He said as he pulled the boy over his lap then pulled down his trousers to his ankles.

[MinatoYukio]

Jack paid no attention to his boy's objections, it was obvious Olly was just trying to get out of a punishment. "No, Oliver, that does not sound better," he barked out, with his patience wearing thin.
Snatching a worn hairbrush from his desk he towered over the boy before he sat down onto his bed, looking expectantly up at Olly.
"Well, boy," he said while tapping the palm of his hand with the brush ominously. "Come here."
Waiting for the boy to be positioned over his lap, Jack tugged the pants down to the boy's kneecaps.
After brief contemplation he lowered his son's britches, exposing the soon to be tanned backside fully.
Jack then raised the brush, holding it still in the air for a nanosecond before he made the first strike.

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His father sat him down onto the floor momentarily before sitting down in the chair and guiding Alexei over his lap.
When his father pulled down his trousers, he begun to feel nervous. "Yes, father," he replied meekly.
He waited for what his father was going to do. His mind drew blank, he had no idea of what to expect.
Lying across his father's lap, he was just as helpless as a short while ago when he'd been stuck by the mast.

[LyonGirl]

Oliver couldn't help but feel helpless over his father's lap. He wanted to get up and go back on the deck and play around as he dodged crew members happily, but because of his misdeeds, he found himself over his papa's knee with his bare backside in sight. "Papa...wait! Please don't do this! I'm sorry, its gonna hurt real bad. I won't offer yer rum to anyone, ever, I promise." He said as he began to squirm a bit, yelping when his bottom was smacked with the brush. "Oowww!"

Barbossa decided he'd keep his son's britches up, the only kindness he'd be doing for his boy at the moment. He held him down by his waist and rose his hand in the air, not bothering to lecture the boy more as he brought his hand down firmly against his son's bottom.

[MinatoYukio]

Jack listened to his son's pleadings, but it still didn't sway him from carry out the spanking.
"Ye brought this on yerself, Olly," he informed his son right before the first strike fell.
The boy yelped out in response, which was only to be expected from the ten year old, as kids usually had a low pain tolerance.
"But yer absolutely right," he then said and swung the brush again. Whack! "Ye won't do this again." Whack-whack-whack!

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His father allowed him to keep his britches on this time around. It wouldn't offer much protection against the pain, but it was still better than on the bare.
Alexei grunted in response as Barbossa's firm hand struck his bottom.