Emily and Kelsey were sitting on the couch, totally bored.

"What do you wanna do?" Kelsey muttered.

"I dunno. How about we watch Pirates?" Emily suggested. This seemed to be her solution for every boredom-related problem they faced.

"Again? I know every single line by now. It's getting old."

Emily had to admit that it was getting a little old.

"Well, maybe we'll notice something different this time," Emily though optimistically.

"Yeah…" Kelsey said sarcastically. "Sure we will." She knew that they could probably reenact the whole thing by themselves if Emily could swim and they could both sword fight.

Emily jumped up from the couch and popped in the DVD.

"Why do the introductions have to be so long?" Kelsey yelled at the TV.

"Well, I don't know, maybe they got bored and wanted to be creative?" Emily said, pressing the enter button on the remote.

Suddenly, there was a flash of green light. The two sisters were suddenly looking around at the surrounding area.

It wasn't their living room. It was the Interceptor.

"Wait a second!" Emily exclaimed. "What the HECK are we wearing!"

"We look like Elizabeth wannabees!" Kelsey yelled.

"What happened to your voice?" Emily asked Kelsey. She had an accent!

"What happened to yours? Are you doing that one purpose? I didn't know you could fake accents! Cool!"

"Where are we?" Emily asked, looking around, ignoring Kelsey's previous excited question.

"Um… isn't it obvious? We got transported to an alternate universe slightly against our will, put into 17th century clothes, got really cool accents, and have been put into the script of Pirates of the Caribbean: Curse of the Black Pearl. THANK YOU TED AND TERRY!" she yelled at the sky.

"Hey, I thought that I was supposed to be the smart one?" Emily asked, "And what happened to your hair?"

"You're only smarter because you're older." Kelsey mumbled, reaching up to touch her hair. She had expected it to be really big and frizzy or something, maybe going to a parallel universe made your hair static. "Oh. My. Gosh. We're not only Elizabeth wannabees, we're Elizabeth look-a-likes! What is with Disney and having character's hair be perfect all of the time! Is there such a thing as frizz in this world? If not, thank goodness."

"I think it's rather nice," Emily said, looking down at her reflection from the water.

"Did you just say, 'rather'?" Kelsey said, giving her a weird face.

"Hey, I'm allowed to say that now, okay? We're in a movie!"

"You're quite right my dear, quite right," Kelsey said.

"Okay, that's getting a little weird," Emily took back.

"Fine," Kelsey replied stubbornly.

"Wait, if we're in the Pirates movie, then that means…" Emily looked around excitedly.

"Oh, please, do you honestly think that we're going to see the Captain Jack Sparrow?" Kelsey said. Her sister was obsessed with him. Like, hold-out-the-bucket-because-that's-how-much-she-drools-over-him kind of obsessed. Just the way Emily was looking around made it obvious.

"Hey, don't tell me you wish that Will was here with us right now." Emily smirked, knowing Kelsey was IN LOVE with him.

Suddenly, they heard a voice coming from the dock where the Interceptor made port.

"This dock is off limits to civilians." A man said.

"I'm terribly sorry. I didn't know. If I see one, I shall inform you immediately." A man with a deeper voice said.

Emily looked out from the deck of the ship. She tried to squeal and point stupidly, but Kelsey pushed her head down so Jack couldn't see them. He looked up at the ship, thinking he saw something, but decided it was a bird and continued his line.

"Apparently, there's some sort of high toned and fancy to do up at the fort, eh? How could it be that two outstanding gentlemen such as yourselves… did not merit an invitation?" Emily could almost see his expressions even though Kelsey was, unfortunately, still pulling her down, PLUS the corset was killing her.

"Kelsey! Come on! This is a once-in-a-lifetime-opportunity for us!" she whispered desperately.

"Well, I'd like it to not get shot in the process of this opportunity, if you don't mind, now shush!"

"Party pooper," Emily grumbled.

"Just hold on for a minute, you know as well as I do that he'll be on the ship in a few seconds."

Then why the heck are you holding me down now, if they'll just shoot us in a few seconds?"

Both of them just realized what Emily had said. They could hear the sounds the Murtogg and Mullroy arguing about the Black Pearl, and both got a shocked look on their faces.

"Uh-oh."