A/N: I `m going to kill something!
Just so you know, I am discontinuing my other story... Extreme ... Quickness... And stuff. So. In other news... NEW STORY!!!! * Dances * Yes. Anyways...
Jack/Will, Elizabeth/Norrington, Annamaria/Other
I do not own Pirates of the Carrabean, (I don `t CARE if that `s spelled wrong!) or the characters, except maybe a few little people who don `t really matter. Like bartenders, waitresses, and... Stuff. Anyways, you `re probably wondering what useless junk I have got stirring in my mind now. Well... Read on and find out... Everything `s a bunch of crap brewing around in my head, so... On with the story, eh?
WARNING: THIS IS SLASH!!! DON `T LIKE, DON `T READ, also, AU, Alternate Universe.
~*~*~*
BEEP
BEEP
BEEP
He let his arm fly out and hit the alarm off his nightstand. The clock fell to the floor with a bang, but at least the beeping stopped. He pulled his scraggly head out of the big fluffy duvet covers, and rubbed a charcoal smeared eye with a closed fist.
He blinked a few times, hoisting himself off the bed, and making his way towards the bathroom. If he was lucky, Will hadn`t heard the alarm, 'Very unlikely', Jack. He thought. As he flipped on the light, he began to hiss, as if blinded. Making an odd squeaky noise, he opened his eyes again.
If this was going to work at all... He pulled out a magic marker from the cupboard, and went back to where Will was "sleeping". Uncapping it quietly, he set the fine tip to just below Will `s nose, and gently pulled it outward, up, and around Will `s ear. He did the same to the other side, then on Will `s chin, he put in small print, 'i LoVe JaCk'
He didn `t know exactly why he had done that. He guessed he just wanted to see if Will was a heavy sleeper, or a light sleeper. All he knew now was that he couldn `t wait until Will looked into a mirror. As he tiptoed back to his bed, Will opened his eyes, and tried to figure out a way to get the stuff off his face before morning.
~*~*~*
Trying desperately to get it off by rubbing, he finally resorted to lick his finger, then rubbing. He couldn`t really tell if it was off, or on.
Understanding that is was permanent marker, he made a funny noise, then sunk under the flap of the sleeping bag he had brought.
'As I lay me down to bed
I pray the lord I keep my head.
And as the night begins to wane,
I pray the lord I `ll still be sane'
_-_-_-_-_
Short, yes. Anyways, better than the others. Throughout this story, you will see Jack tormenting Will mercilessly.
Next chapter up soon I hope!
Just so you know, I am discontinuing my other story... Extreme ... Quickness... And stuff. So. In other news... NEW STORY!!!! * Dances * Yes. Anyways...
Jack/Will, Elizabeth/Norrington, Annamaria/Other
I do not own Pirates of the Carrabean, (I don `t CARE if that `s spelled wrong!) or the characters, except maybe a few little people who don `t really matter. Like bartenders, waitresses, and... Stuff. Anyways, you `re probably wondering what useless junk I have got stirring in my mind now. Well... Read on and find out... Everything `s a bunch of crap brewing around in my head, so... On with the story, eh?
WARNING: THIS IS SLASH!!! DON `T LIKE, DON `T READ, also, AU, Alternate Universe.
~*~*~*
BEEP
BEEP
BEEP
He let his arm fly out and hit the alarm off his nightstand. The clock fell to the floor with a bang, but at least the beeping stopped. He pulled his scraggly head out of the big fluffy duvet covers, and rubbed a charcoal smeared eye with a closed fist.
He blinked a few times, hoisting himself off the bed, and making his way towards the bathroom. If he was lucky, Will hadn`t heard the alarm, 'Very unlikely', Jack. He thought. As he flipped on the light, he began to hiss, as if blinded. Making an odd squeaky noise, he opened his eyes again.
If this was going to work at all... He pulled out a magic marker from the cupboard, and went back to where Will was "sleeping". Uncapping it quietly, he set the fine tip to just below Will `s nose, and gently pulled it outward, up, and around Will `s ear. He did the same to the other side, then on Will `s chin, he put in small print, 'i LoVe JaCk'
He didn `t know exactly why he had done that. He guessed he just wanted to see if Will was a heavy sleeper, or a light sleeper. All he knew now was that he couldn `t wait until Will looked into a mirror. As he tiptoed back to his bed, Will opened his eyes, and tried to figure out a way to get the stuff off his face before morning.
~*~*~*
Trying desperately to get it off by rubbing, he finally resorted to lick his finger, then rubbing. He couldn`t really tell if it was off, or on.
Understanding that is was permanent marker, he made a funny noise, then sunk under the flap of the sleeping bag he had brought.
'As I lay me down to bed
I pray the lord I keep my head.
And as the night begins to wane,
I pray the lord I `ll still be sane'
_-_-_-_-_
Short, yes. Anyways, better than the others. Throughout this story, you will see Jack tormenting Will mercilessly.
Next chapter up soon I hope!