"The hills are alive… with the sound of music!" The bright voice sang.
Will, Elizabeth, Pintel, and Ragetti were just settling in to watch the Sound of Music, when an all-too-familiar voice was heard.
"No they are not!" Beckett scoffed, stomping into the room uninvited. "Who ever heard of hills singing? What a laughable idea!"
He plopped himself down in an empty chair, crossing his arms over his chest. A nasty scowl was set on his face.
"Well, I think it's a met-a-phorrrr, o' sorts." Ragetti said, trying his best to put on a thoughtful face. It didn't work, though. All he accomplished was a face that made him look constipated. His scrunched up face caused his wooden eyeball to fly out of his head ("Me eye!") and hit Beckett, which made Beckett squawk like a chicken.
"Told ya 'e wos a bloody chicken, the nasty bugger!" Jack cackled, as he randomly appeared and ran across the room. He then disappeared in a puff of glittering, hot pink smoke.
"I AM NOT A CHICKEN!" Beckett squawked indignantly, stamping his feet.
Beckett decided the he liked stomping his feet. SO he did it again. And again. And then he did it some more.
"'Ey!" Ragetti quipped, "Keep doin' that, and ye'll have yerself an Irish Step Dance, o' sorts!"
Pintel frowned, then nudged Ragetti. "Maybe it's best ye not put any… ideas, into that' 'ead o' his."
Beckett frowned. "Hey! I heard that!"
He then proceeded to Irish Step Dance.
Everyone shielded their eyes from the horror of it.
"Well," Will said, squinting. "At least he's not belly dancing…"
Beckett stopped mid-step, and grinned evilly.
"Thanks, Will! That's a great idea!" He slowly began to remove his clothes.
Will's eyes widened as he realized what he had done. "N-no, please, no!"
Too late. Beckett had completely removed his outer layer of clothing, revealing his infamous belly dancing outfit.
"WARM IT UP!" Beckett howled, before beginning to belly dance with all his might.
He then made his way over to Will, and began to waggle his backside in Will's face.
Just when Will looked like he couldn't take anymore, Elizabeth snuck up behind Beckett and clobbered him over the head with one of those stuffed squirrels that she so enjoyed eating.
"Only I'm allowed to do that to him!" she huffed, kicking Beckett under the chair where no one could see him.
Will sighed, and looked gratefully at Elizabeth, who simply smiled in return.
"Can we get back ta watchin' the movie now?" Ragetti asked, gesturing towards the television. He had retrieved his wooden eye from the floor, and had put it back into its socket.
Will nodded, and unpaused the movie.
"The hills are alive… with the sound of music!" Sang the happy lady.