Upon opening the vault they stole, the crew of the Dying Gull were delighted to find that it was full of gold coins! Their financial troubles were solved and after a full night of drinking and celebrating, they would return to sea the following day!

...Alright, so that was all a crock! As soon as Captain Jack opened the vault everyone was disappointed to find it empty. Save for one gold coin... which Jack pocketed for himself and Maggie made a metal not to nick it from him later.

Scrum looked into the vault as well and sighed. "It's empty!" He told the crew, who groaned in exasperation.

"Where is the dosh?" Pike asked.

"Do you think that robbing a bank is easy?" Jack asked them. "You gaggle of gutless heels in the wombs are the ones guilty of putting me in this dreadful pickle in the first place! Now line up and offer me your tribute!"

"You want us to pay you?" Marty asked furious.

"Am I not the Captain of this ship?" Jack asked them.

"You call this a ship?" Cremble asked.

"Where's the treasure?" Bollard demanded.

"All of us are starving!" Pike told him. "Last night we ate a rat!"

"We will no longer follow a Captain without a ship" Bollard warned him.

"I have a ship" Jack told them, reaching into his jacket and pulling out a bottle. "The Black Pearl has never left me side!"

The crew scoffed.

"The pirate Barbossa rules these sea's now" Pike informed him. "Has ten ships, guns full!"

"Not to mention his cannonballs!" Cremble nodded. "Eighteen pounds each they say!"

"A one-legged man with eighteen pound balls?" Jack asked. "That's why he walks funny."

Maggie snickered.

"Oh, come come, Mates!" Jack told them. "Did we not find the Treasure of Macedonia together?"

"It was a troll of rotten wood!" Cremble reminded him.

"Gold of King Midas!" Jack reminded them.

"Pile of donkey dung!" Scrum told him.

"I tried to help out with our financial situation!" Maggie told them. "Remember that Mystical Maggie racket we had going a few weeks ago?"

"The red-coats took all our profits from that and we did time in prison!" Bollard told her.

"It was still a good idea!" Maggie shrugged. "And for all those red-coats knew, I could've seen dead people!"

"No, you saw ding-a-ling's with loaded bank accounts!" Marty told her.

"I see lots of things..." Maggie shrugged.

"Face it, Jack!" Mr. Gibbs told her father. "Bad luck dogs you day and night!"

"Now that is a blatant fabrication..." Jack told them.

Then as if on cue, some bird poop landed on Jack's shoulder.

"See?" Maggie told them. "In Russia, if a bird poops on you, it's considered good luck!"

"But we're not in Russia?" Pike reminded her.

"No... but the bird that pooped on him might be from there!" Maggie told them.

The crew shook their heads.

"You've lost your luck" Cremble told Jack.

"You've lost your ship" Bollard told him.

"And now... you've lost your crew!" Marty told him.

"Jack Sparrow is no longer our Captain!" Pike announced.

As the crew started to climb down the ladder and down to the beach. Maggie and Jack were shocked to see that even Mr. Gibbs had stepped forward as well.

"I'm sorry, Jack" His loyal first mate told him. "But it we've reached the end of the horizon." He patted Jack on the shoulder.

"You never use to believe that" Maggie told him. She didn't mean for the words to come out as hateful as they sounded, but Mr. Gibbs had been there since the beginning. If anything she thought he would be the one to stick around. If not out of professionalism, at least out of friendship.

"Maggie..." Mr. Gibbs kneeled down to her height. "Try to understand, dear. Y'know as much as we want it, nothing lasts forever..."

"Not even loyalty, I guess..." Maggie gave him a hard look.

A look of remorse was on Mr. Gibbs face as he followed the rest of the crew down the ladder.

"Right then, you're all dismissed!" Captain Jack yelled to his former crew. "All of ya, dismissed! You'll never sail with Captain Jack Sparrow again! Tell you that!"

"Yeah!" Maggie brandished her sword at them. "Go on! Get! But you better start watching your backs! Cause old stabby is getting thirsty! And old Thirsty is stabby! ...Daddy, get your sword out!" She whispered to her father.

"Can't do that..." Jack sighed. "I threw it away."

"Well, why would you do that?" Maggie asked him.

"I was scared I would fall and run myself through with it" Jack said. "Let's face it, my luck ain't what it use to be, Mags.

"Yes, it is!" Maggie told him. "You're luck isn't gone, it's just..." She paused to think about it. "Well, remember that time when we were stuck at sea for a week on the Pearl and we couldn't move an inch cause their was no wind on the sails?"

"Aye" Jack nodded.

"That's what's happening with your luck!" Maggie exclaimed. "It's not gone, it just need time to make it's way back to you!"

"I don't know, Maggie" Jack sighed sadly.

Maggie's face fell. It was hard for her to see her father looking so beaten down and emotionally broken. Usually she found it funny to see her Dad in pain, like when he came home drunk from the pub and attempted to walk up the stairs to the helm. The funniest part being when he finally made it up and he remembered... his cabin was down the stairs!

But this kind of pain Captain Jack was in was emotional pain and Maggie didn't find it amusing at all.

"You need a hug, Daddy?" Maggie asked him.

Captain Jack nodded "I think so, Luv."

"Alright" Maggie said, walking past him as he held his arms open. "Hey, one of you guys come back and hug my Daddy!" Maggie yelled to the crew. "I'm not gonna risk it! He's a Jinx!"

Jack moaned sadly, looking like he'd burst into tears.

"I'm kidding! I'm kidding!" Maggie told him, hugging him. "Please don't be sad, Daddy! Cause sad spelled backwards is das... and when you're sad das not good!"

"Das isn't a word" Jack sighed.

"Das not a word!" Maggie corrected.

"What?" Jack asked.

"I know things look hard now, Daddy" Maggie patted his shoulder. "But remember, an entire sea of water can't sink a ship unless it gets into it. The same can be said about the harshness and negativity of the world, it can only bring you down if you let it get inside you."

"You are one wise little munchkin, Maggie" Jack told her. "In fact you're probably the smartest person on this ship and you don't even know it."

"Nah, I'm aware of it!" Maggie nodded in agreement.

"Oh..." Captain Jack said. "Well tell you what, Luv. You and I are going out and getting that money! We don't need a crew to pull off a heist and we'll prove it to those traitorous jerks."

"Alright!" Maggie cheered.

"Because one thing we must always remember in life, Dear Maggie" Jack told her. "Is that there's always hope. When life gives you lemons... you suck on those lemon so you don't catch the scurvy which will make all your little teeth fall out! So you go suck those lemons, Maggie! Suck 'em! Suck them good!"

"Daddy, promise me you won't become a motivational speaker?" Maggie asked him.

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Captain Jack was trying to pull off another escapade, both to get money and prove to someone - or at least to himself- that his luck wasn't gone. Unfortunately after the whole bank fiasco, he couldn't do it in town, too many people would recognize him and Maggie. Fortunately Captain Jack knew many different ways of robbing people... so many he could probably write a book about it, Maggie figured.

Maggie laid in the grass beside her father near a road outside of town.

"That cloud looks like a turtle..." Maggie stared up at the sky. "And that one looks like a winged snake. Whoa! How scary would that be? Snakes that could fly?"

"Maggie, hush up!" Jack hissed. "Daddy's trying to listen for a carriage."

"How come?" Maggie asked.

Suddenly the sound of an approaching carriage reached both their ears.

"Ah!" Captain Jack grinned, stumbling to his feet. "Because, my lovely, rich favor the way upon land. And luck might be gone for Captain Jack the Pirate has returned for Jack the Highwayman!"

Jack jumped onto the road and with his pistols drawn... but the carriage was already making it's way down the road behind him.

"It was a good try, Daddy" Maggie told him.

"No, it wasn't" Jack moaned. "Let's just head back to town. I screwed up a bank robbery, I lost me crew, I can't even get away with highway robbery! It can't possibly get any worse!"

Suddenly thunder rumbled in the distance and immediately after, rain began to fall.

"Alright, I was joking before" Maggie told him "But now I'm convinced you really are a jinx."

As Maggie and her father walked back to town they were soaking wet.

"Think Captain Jack's washed up, eh?" Jack spoke to no one in particular. "I haven't had a wash in years."

"You smell like it too" Maggie said, her positivity now dwindling. "How can you smell like a wet dog when you're not even a dog?"

"Can you cut me some slack I'm having a bad day!" Jack told her.

"Well, this isn't exactly a day at the beach for me!" Maggie snapped, walking ahead of him.

"Maggie!" Jack called to her. "Come back here! Maggie, talk to me! I'm your father!"

"You don't need to be a father, what you need to be is a Captain!" Maggie said angrily.

"What?" Jack asked, trying to catch up to her.

Maggie spun around and glared up at him. "You need to get your life straightened out" she raised her voice. "Not your personal life with me, your professional life as a pirate!"

"So what? Because I've been a good father, my life as a pirate has been diminished?" Jack asked.

"No!" Maggie told him "I'm just saying..."

"No, it's clearly my fault!" Jack huffed. "Because I loved you and cared for you, worried about you. Because I didn't put just myself first for once, I failed!"

"That's not what I'm trying to say, Dad!" Maggie shouted, frustrated.

"No, clearly my biggest regret in life was keeping you!" Jack yelled.

Even though there was sarcasm in Jack's voice, the look of pain that froze on Maggie's face was genuine. Jack immediately regret what he said upon seeing her reaction to it.

Maggie shook her head and began walking away again.

"Maggie..." Jack said with regret in his voice. "Maggie, come back here. I didn't actually mean it."

"Doesn't matter if you mean it" Maggie told him, blinking back tears. "You said it... it's out there... can't take it back now!"

"Maggie!" Jack called to her.

"I'm going back to the Gull" Maggie said, trying to keep her voice from cracking. "Try not to get arrested."

"Maggie!" Jack wanted to go after her, but he figured it was to let her cool down first...

...Aside from that, there were also a team of redcoats headed his way.

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As Maggie walked in the rain, she couldn't help but think about the fight she had with her father.

Clearly my biggest regret in life was keeping you!

Even though they were said with sarcasm, the words still hurt like shards of glass being shoved into Maggie's chest.

The only reason Maggie lost her temper with him was because she was getting scared. Since her Dad lost his luck, anything and everything could, would and has gone wrong! If Captain Jack didn't get out of this emotional funk and get serious, their already terrible situation could only get worse and worse!

But the more sadness and anger she felt towards her father, the more Maggie wanted to go back and talk with him. As much as she wanted to leave Jack to wallow in his guilt as revenge for yelling at her, there was a little voice of reason within Maggie telling her not to leave her father alone when he was sad.

...And come to think of it, Daddy hasn't had a drink since this morning? Maggie thought. That's way less than what he usually drinks, but it's not as if he could himself buy more rum. Unless...?

Maggie turned around and started jogging back towards where she left her father. If he had no money left, who knows what he would trade for a bottle of rum?

☠💀☠

Maggie finally caught up to her father as he was walking out of the local pub, with a bottle in hand.

"Come to Daddy!" Jack said as he raised the bottle.

"Dad!" Maggie stormed up to him. "What did you do?"

Captain Jack stared at the bottle of rum in shock. "You can talk?!" He asked it. "Shut up and let me drink you!"

"Daddy, it's me Maggie!" She told him.

"Maggie?! How'd you turn into rum?" Jack asked the bottle, stunned.

Maggie tugged on his coat and he faced her.

"You're not doing too well in the brain department, are ya Daddy?" She said, folding her arms across her chest. "How'd ye get the rum?"

"I bought it!" Jack answered.

"We're broke, remember?" Maggie reminded him, seeing right though his lie.

"I used that one piece of silver I kept from the safe!" Jack told her.

"No, you didn't!" Maggie told him. "I know because I swiped it off you when we were walking back." She dug into her pocket and held up the coin.

"What?!" Jack snapped. "Oh! You thieving little--"

"What did you trade for the bottle, Daddy?" Maggie demanded an answer.

"Never mind what I traded!" Jack told her.

"Ah! But you admit you traded something!" Maggie nodded as Jack cringed. "What was it?"

"Nothing!" Jack said.

"Look Dad, if you want rum we could've just robbed a liquor store or something" Maggie shrugged. "Here, I'll do it! Just hand me your compass, so I know where to find the liquor sto--"

Maggie's eyes trailed to the place where her father's compass hung off his belt. Only it wasn't there anymore...

Maggie scowled up at him. "What did you do?!" She snapped.

*BANG!*

Suddenly a gunshot rang out and Jack's newly acquired bottle shattered.

"Aww! My rum!" Jack whined.

"Aww! My ears!" Maggie groaned from the echoing of the gunshot.

"Just the two criminals we've been looking for!" Mayor Dix exclaimed.

"Why? Why are we looked for?" Jack asked.

"Cause this silk-wearing pansy has nothing better to do with his time!" Maggie told off Mayor Dix.

"Young lady, I am the Mayor of this town and you will see fit to showing me some respect!" Dix told her.

"Well, old man, when the Mayor shows me some respect I may seem fit to reciprocate!" Maggie told him. "In the meantime bugger right off!"

Mayor Dix glared at her before announcing "Let it be known that the pirate, Jack Sparrow will be executed at dawn!"

"Executed?!" Jack's eyes widened.  "I will never set foot in this town again, sir! You mark my words! I do mean it, you know? I shall never be back here again."

"Wait! You can't execute him!" Maggie told them.

"Why not?" Mayor Dix asked.

"Because he's... um... He's my emotional support pirate?" Maggie attempted a quick lie.

"Wait! That's Maggie Sparrow!" One of the redcoats said.

"What? Pfft! Nah!" Maggie scoffed, shaking her head. "That girl is way cuter that me!"

"No, she isn't!" Mayor Dix said.

"Hey!" Maggie said offended.

"I can tell because there's a wanted poster of her right beside you!" The Mayor pointed to a poster on the wall behind her.

Maggie turned and glanced at it, the wanted poster clearly displayed Maggie description and the bounty reward of nine-thousand Guineas on her head.

"I don't look like that!" She shrugged. "The foreheads all wrong!"

"Maggie! You're first wanted poster!" Captain Jack exclaimed. "Aww! I'm gonna keep this and paste it in the family scrape book! My baby girl's first wanted poster!"

"Oh My God, Dad! Shut up!" Maggie said through gritted teeth. If she was going to get arrested, she didn't want her father getting all sentimental and embarrassing.

"Fine" Mayor Dix huffed. "Then let it be known that the pirates Jack and Maggie Sparrow will be executed at dawn."

"Captain!" Jack corrected.

"Daddy!" Maggie snapped.

"That too!" Jack nodded.

Maggie growled as the guards dragged them to the local prison.

"Any chance I could get my own separate cell as far away from him as possible?" Maggie asked one of them.

The gaurd merely shot her a harden look.

"Of course not..." Maggie sighed heavily.