Request: “Hello! Your work is so good! I absolutely love your style, especially Raspberry pie. If you’re requests are still open. Could I get #6 with James Norrington from POTC? The prompt is too funny 😂 thank you! ” by @lady-latte
Prompt 6: “Maybe I was a bit too excited to slap you.”
Word count: 1.05k
Summary: In order to get the attention away from them and steal a map in Tortuga, Y/N and Norrington must put up a drama as the couple they are not.
A/N: I’ve never written a fic about Norrington and have read not too much, so I hope this is okay, I am so sorry this took so fucking long and is so so so short, but ~mental breakdowns~ huh... Hope you like it! (i think this has been sitting there for like 8 months now and im not so satisfies at how it turned out)
“How come you are so sure this plan of yours will actually work?” Norrington asked as she followed the woman.
If it weren’t because of the actual piratery act he was comitting right now still in his comodore position, even if he was actually undercover (yet that's something the crown or the governor had no need to know, or his men, or anyone at all) it would’ve been such a great scene to watch; a really tall and dirt-covered man in his purposely teared up uniform walking intently behind this woman in her pirate clothing like a lost dog; actually doubting a plan that he agreed to participate in and like he did not came up with a big part of it.
“You talk like if something goes wrong is all on me, and I deeply disagree with that, comodore.” She said as they got in an alley, near the building they were trying to get in. “Besides, if you were not sure this would work you could’ve just stayed in me ship.” With a playful smirk she looked at the man over her shoulder, she knew she was right and he hated that she had the reason. “Here it is, we need to get in here.”
The woman looked at her surroundings, making sure noone was actually paying attention to what was happening infront of one of the few residences of people who weren’t drunk or in funny bussiness all the time.
“And it has a lock...” Norrington deadpanned, his gaze places on the huge metal lock on the door, keeping it from being easily sabotaged. “Great. Now what, miss I-know-it-all? How are we going to get out of this place with this map?”
“Can you shut up for a second?” She can’t help but scold him, slapping the back his head to keep his voice quiet, earning her a glare from the man. “Not all people in this goddamn island are drunk, comodore.” Her whisper is barely to be heard as she thought of a way to open the door.
And suddenly, muttering starts to be herd from down the hallway, “I think I heard it from here” And shit, the guards from the house had hear Norrington, the (h/c)-haired woman looked at the commodore with the deathest glare he had ever seen, oh if looks could kill, the man would be 6 feet underground by now.
With smoothness she managed to put her hand on his mouth so he would make no sound, the steps and mutters were getting louder, only meaning they were going on their direction.
Y/N grabbed shamelessly the wig out of the man’s head and threw it in some bushes, if they saw a commodore there it would meant the whole mission would go to waste and she did not put on a corset for nothing.
“We must hide.” She said, searching for any place in the long hallway for them to hide, unfortunately, her brain did not seemed to come up with any good ideas as the steps started to sound closer to them, chattering even louder. “Goddamn but where”
“I don't know Y/N.” He said kind of loudly, she totally thought the commodore was very stupid sometimes.
“Shh, shut it. I’m thinking” But it was getting late for her to think, the light of the lamp could be seen approaching through the hallway turn. “Let’s cause a scene, kiss me.”
“Excuse you, that’s totally innapropiate for us to-”
“Just kiss me Norrignton, then I’ll slap yo-” She started rambling at his uselessness, now being her the one shutted by Norrington lips meeting hers in a soft kiss that repressed unwanted-feelings. The pirate wasn’t going to lie, the commodore is a good kisser and she was kind of liking that kiss, it felt right no matter how wrong she wanted it to feel. “Just kiss him for a few more seconds and then cause the scene” Her btrain told her as she melted a bit unto him, waiting for the steps to find them.
“Oi, what the goddamn hell are you two doin-” One of the apparently two men yelled while grabbing his sword, words being cut by the sound of her hand meeting his cheek as she slapped him.
“How could you cheat on me with that maid and then claim to love me, you snarky dog?” She yelled as Norrington, who kind of got into de the kiss, looked at her amused, hand on his cheek.
“I- I-”
“Shut it, I don’t want to ever see you again Tempkins, you rat.”
The two, not so sober, guards stared at them, one was deeply confused and entraced by the scene, loving the drama that unfold in front of his eyes while his mate looked at them ready to attack. “How did you two pirates got in here? This is private property.”
“Oh is it? I thought it was my hotel, sorry gentlemen my bad, i was running away from this cheater.” She muttered faking innocence towards them.
“Get out before we shoot you.” The guard commanded, looking at them intensely. The fake couple nodded their head and started walking lowly towards the end of the hallway, genuinely amazed by how it was working out.
That at least until the guard noticed some familiar looking paper peeking out of the woman’s pants. “Hey, stop there.” Raising his voice he reached for his rifle.
“Run” She rapidly muttered.
“What?”
“RUN” She loudly told him before starting running as fast as she coudl towards the entrance.
“HOLD ON” James yelled from behind as he started running from the guard as well, who just started shooting at them.
While running away from the guards, who every second that passed multiplied.
“You really wanted to hit me in the face that bad, didn’t you Miss Y/N?” He yelled while running behind the pirate, who was guidIng the way.
“No...” She excused herself while jumping a fence. “Ok, I may have been a bit too excited to slap you.”
"Oh don't you think miss?"
"The only thing I think is that may god protect Shakespeare's eyes from what we just acted." The pirate laughed as they finally lost the guards, mixing up with the crowd.
"That poor man's eyes must be bleeding in horror of you acting, comodore."
This is a work of fanfiction, characters mentioned or involved are all belonging to Ted Elliott and Terry Rossio, Disney and all their respective creators. The works on this post are not intented to mean any real cannon changes on the movies storylines.
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