A Pirate's Life for Me
By: SilverstartheWaterbender
Silverstar: Okay, before anyone starts yelling at me, I wanted to do this for a while, so if you don't like POTC inserts, then go click on something else.
Silverstar's Promise: I solemnly swear to make this fic as entertaining as I can and not plagiarize any other POTC insert fic.
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Chapter One: The Bracelet
"Happy Birthday, Mary!"
"Sweet sixteen, baby!"
"Thanks for inviting me!"
Shouts and squeals of all kind were present at the sweet sixteen of Mary Anderson. Well, technically, there was only like four people there, due to Mary's severe unpopular-ness. "Who cares?" Mary thought, munching her cake. "A party's a party. And man, is this a party!"
Mary and all four of her friends were completely obsessed with the swashbuckling hit series, Pirates of the Caribbean. So naturally, all aspects of the party were pirate-based. The house was decorated to look like the infamous Black Pearl, everyone was dressed like pirates (Joey had a stuffed monkey on his shoulder), and every twenty minutes on the dot, a round of "A Pirates Life for Me" was sung loudly.
"Hey, where's the birthday girl?" Joey shouted.
"C'mon out, Mary!" Celia shouted. "It's time for presents!"
Mary carefully adjusted her pirate garb – a loose white shirt, brown pants tied around her waist with a length of rope, leather boots, a tri-cornered hat over her black hair, and her fencing sword tucked in to her "belt" – and walked into the living room.
"Avast, me hearties!" she called, in a spitting imitation of Barbossa's voice. "What's this I be hearing about treasure?"
The crew of 10th graders grinned and held up brightly colored boxes. "Right here, Cap'n!"
Mary wrung her hands like a greedy pirate and got down to work. Joey had given her a little stuffed monkey, identical to the one on his shoulder. Celia, whose uncle owned the fencing center, gave her a coupon for two weeks of free fencing. Lisa gave her a pretty pink T-shirt with the phrase, "Why is the rum gone?!" on it. But her best present came from her best friend, Rebecca. Mary opened the box to see a beautiful bracelet of black pearls.
Mary gasped and put it gently on her wrists. "Wow, Rebecca," she said softly. "It's beautiful! How did you get it?"
Rebecca smiled. "My aunt's a jeweler. I have one, too," she added, gesturing to her wrist. "Consider it a friendship bracelet."
Mary grinned and hugged her. "You're the best." She turned back to her loyal crew. "Well, wenches and mates, shall we partake of our riches?" She held up Curse of the Black Pearl and Dead Man's Chest. "What say ye?" "Aye!" the group shouted, and rushed for snacks and soda.
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Mary woke with a start. She had finally gone to bed after five hours of pirate-y goodness. Now, she was wide awake in her room of POTC paraphernalia.
"Weird," she muttered. "I thought I'd be out like a light after that crazy party. Oh, I think I've got a grape juice hangover…" To be safe, Mr. and Mrs. Anderson had disposed of all alcoholic beverages before the party, causing grape juice to be the "rum."
Mary yawned and checked the clock. As 11:59 slowly melted into midnight, the black pearls on her wrist started glowing faintly. Mary felt a sort of tingling sensation throughout her body.
"What the hell is happening?" she shouted, and her world went black.
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Silverstar: Whoa! That was seriously weird. Chapter 2 will be up soon. R&R!
Edited 9/16/07