England X Reader X Scotland - Travel with Capt. P3

Pirate! England x Reader x Pirate! Scotland – Traveling with Captain Part 3

You stood next to him, but didn't say anything.  You thought of his words, what did he mean by ''special''?  You couldn't really tell, but you didn't want to think about it.  Suddenly, the sun began to rise and you watched it until it became too bright for your eyes.  He laughed and shaded his eyes with his hand, ''what a beautiful sight!'' he exclaimed.  You couldn't lie, he was telling the truth.  

For a long while, you both stood quietly watching the sunrise.  ''Beautiful…'' you whispered without noticing.  He crossed his arms across his chest once again, taking away his hand from your shoulder.  ''Ah well now, time to get the ship ready once and for all'' he said turning his back and marching towards the stairs from which you came.  ''Care to join me?'' He offered you a hand and you took it with pleasure.  ''I'd love to Captain…'' you smiled at him.  As you walked with him hand in hand, you heard his foot steps on the wooden board.  ''Let's get you out of that then and into some proper clothing shall we?'' You looked around, not answering him.  ''I'm not sure you said you're name'' he stated looking back at you, ''___________... ________ ________ Sir'' you replied smiling proudly.  ''Ah what a lovely name _________, you know I haven't seen much woman on my ship before.  Naturally I wouldn't say this all to most people you know.''  Finally he stopped and stood in front of a door.  ''here we are… now let's see…'' he reached into his pocket and found a ring of keys.  ''Ah, there it is'' with this, he unlocked the door, revealing a large but dark room.  ''What is this?'' you asked, following him inside.  ''It's like a treasury, we keep stuff in here needless to say.''  He began searching around the room, looking into treasure chests with all sorts of sizes.  ''What are you looking for Captain?''  

''Dear ________, please call me Arthur, it makes me seem older than I already am when you call me Captain…'' he reached his hand inside a large treasure chest and pulled out a white dress.  ''Ah now, here's something more suited for you'' he turned around, attempting a look at it on you.  ''It looks perfect-''

''no!  I will not wear that… only sissy girls wear stuff like that.'' You stated arms across your chest.  He sucked his teeth and sighed, ''and I was starting to think lovely thoughts about this on you…. Well I guess a girl as you isn't suited for such high quality dress-wear of the sort…'' he fixed his hat and looked endlessly at the dress.  ''I am fitted!  I just don't wear-''

''It's a shame… to have such a fine dress go to waste… maybe you aren't fit to…''  

You snatched the dress out of his hands and shooed him outside.  As he waited, he grinned closing his eyes as he crossed his arms across his chest and leaned his back on the door.  For a while you looked for a mirror, as soon as you found one you took a long time staring at yourself.  ''This is stupid….'' You sighed.  ''I will never be as pretty wearing this dress….''  You heard a knock on the door, ''oh _________, are you quite done yet?'' he had a singsong tone which annoyed you a bit.  ''Oh pipe down Arthur… I'm done, you can come in now…''

As he came inside, he looked at you in the dress and smiled.  ''What a lovely woman I see, standing before me now… and who might you be?'' he asked, taking your hand and kneeling on one knee.  He kissed your hand and laughed.  You took your hand back quickly and dusted it off, ''ugh, disgusting!'' you stated.  ''Ah come now, don't you just look stunning in that outfit?  It was more presentable as a woman of your kind to wear such things like that.''  He stated.  You began to walk around the room slowly, running your finger on the walls.  ''Why do you have such a dress hanging around in here locked away in such a place?  Attempting at cross dressing are you?'' you asked, giving him a disgusted look.   ''It was my dead wife's… I couldn't have possibly thrown it away…'' he replied.  ''You know, at first I could tell by your face that you were female because you looked quite similar to her…''  He smiled.  ''She wore this on the day of our wedding, lovely isn't it?'' he asked, coming over to you.  He took your hand and came closer to your face, almost as if he were to kiss you.  ''You look so much like her, I can hardly bare it…'' Your face grew red and you turned to look away from him.  He began to laugh, ''but those were old days'' he released himself from you.  ''Well now, we need to fix your hair… you'll look like a mess with such a hairstyle.''  He looked at you for a while, tilting his head, deciding on a hairstyle.  ''Ah, I'm not a hair stylist, but I don't want to call over that stupid and pathetic frog.  Nope, it would make me seem weaker than him…'' he checked into a small silver chest.  He took out a comb and sighed, ''I'll just do a simple one I know from watching my mother as a young boy…''  You tried to stay perfectly still, but you couldn't help it, you didn't want him to change the way you acted; you loved it all.  For a while he spent his time combing through your hair, pulling away the roughness, leaving perfect, smooth, shiny, and straight strands.  ''How did you do this?'' you asked, quite amazed at your look in the mirror.  ''this is a special comb… now here… I've wasted a lot of time already; I'm going to check up on the crew.  Would you like to join me?'' he handed you the beautiful comb and took you by the hand, walking out slowly.  You're face flushed at his gentle touch, it surprised you.  You took one last look into the mirror, ''how did he make me so beautiful?...'' you stared, shocked at the beautiful figure in the mirror, ''is this really me?''