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The Three Musketeers (the good version with Charlie Sheen and Oliver Platt)
Other Disclaimer: I am not responsible for anyone who attempts to gouge his or her eyes out in response to this utterly horrible fic (I haven't even started writing it yet, but I know it will royally suck, let's see who agrees with me.)
Famous
Chapter One: From One Game to Another
Porthos and Aramis sat at a table in their fairly small quarters on the ship, playing cards, with a few virtually nonexistent crewmembers, nonexistent because all of which had already folded.
Porthos almost yells, "Ha! Straight flush, my dear Aramis. At my count this is the third hand in a row that I have won. You are incredibly lucky that you don't gamble, Aramis, and if I had your poker skills I would be a lot more religious as well."
"Porthos, I only hope that -," Aramis was cut off by a loud noise, coming from above deck. Athos, sitting in his little corner of the room jumped, up, luckily not half as drunk as he planned to be by this time of night.
"Cannons," Athos said, looking at his companions.
Porthos took a huge swig of rum and said with a huge smile, "Let the games begin, gentlemen."
A/N: Okay, this is a really small chapter so far, and I know that you haven't seen anyone or anything from Pirates of the Caribbean yet, but don't worry, the next chapter will be at least slightly longer, this is just a start.
Other Disclaimer: I am not responsible for anyone who attempts to gouge his or her eyes out in response to this utterly horrible fic (I haven't even started writing it yet, but I know it will royally suck, let's see who agrees with me.)
Famous
Chapter One: From One Game to Another
Porthos and Aramis sat at a table in their fairly small quarters on the ship, playing cards, with a few virtually nonexistent crewmembers, nonexistent because all of which had already folded.
Porthos almost yells, "Ha! Straight flush, my dear Aramis. At my count this is the third hand in a row that I have won. You are incredibly lucky that you don't gamble, Aramis, and if I had your poker skills I would be a lot more religious as well."
"Porthos, I only hope that -," Aramis was cut off by a loud noise, coming from above deck. Athos, sitting in his little corner of the room jumped, up, luckily not half as drunk as he planned to be by this time of night.
"Cannons," Athos said, looking at his companions.
Porthos took a huge swig of rum and said with a huge smile, "Let the games begin, gentlemen."
A/N: Okay, this is a really small chapter so far, and I know that you haven't seen anyone or anything from Pirates of the Caribbean yet, but don't worry, the next chapter will be at least slightly longer, this is just a start.