Disclaimer: Pirates of the Caribbean does not belong to me and it never will. In all honesty, I would prefer to own Kingdom Hearts or Fullmetal Alchemist i.e., Demyx and Envy, but that isn't going to happen either. In fact the original character's in this story don't even belong to me, they belong to mmadforever.

To the Dragon's Lust Crew: This story was written for you guys. Cami, if you like it, consider this your early birthday gift. Either way I'm getting you the CD you want. I figured if I was going to write fanfiction, I should just sit down and write something, no matter how badly written it is.

Memories and Reminiscing

Their adventure may have been over, but the friends of the Dragon's Lust never forgot each other. In fact they probably tried to forgot each other at some points, and with the help of enough rum, that goal was in some cases achieved. Never the less, the crew of the Dragon's Lust made it a point to get together as often as they could. After the death of their beloved crew member Mia, it seemed to be even more of a necessity to spend time celebrating the present with one another. As one might guess, the crew of the Dragon's Lust knew no better way to celebrate, at times, than with rum; a hell of a lot of rum. It was at these times however, that their children would rather their parents to not be so celebratory. Five teenagers sat in a small kitchen listening to the ruckus in the next room, though none brave enough to actually view the chaos.

"They're all wasted aren't they?" Jonathan grinned with a slightly amused tone.

"Totally and completely sloshed." Bella responded with a small shake of her head.

"Yup, though by the sound of it, they won't be as bad as last time." Athena said, folding her hands and setting them on the table.

"Just you wait until the Grimm Reaper brings out more rum. They'll be screaming and dancing on the table just like last time." Matthew muttered, shooting a glance at the door where the sound was admitted from.

"Brother must you always have to be so dramatic?" sighed Miles.

"You, me and everybody in this room knows that she is an advocate of Satan." Matthew stated firmly.

"I remember the time my mom finally snapped and hit her over the head with a bottle for calling her dumb." Bella smirked.

"I was there that time, it was absolutely epic." Athena chuckled as she remembered the moment.

"I remember when brother got a paper cut and insisted that our mom sail over to the next port and get Ms. Ray to bandage it or else he swore he'd bleed to death." Matthew giggled, completely ignoring the death glare his brother was giving him.

"How about the time when your mom tried to get me to model dresses for her shop, Jonathan." Athena smiled.

"Yeah and when your mom found out she insisted to get a huge percentage of the store's profits, because her little girl is completely gorgeous and therefore would attract millions of customers." Jonathan replied, smiling at the memory as well.

"Does anyone remember the time when my mom was asked to bake a cake for Bella's ninth birthday?" Mathew asked with a smirk.

"Yup, I do believe I wanted chocolate cake not charcoal." Bella giggled.

"As weird as our parents are," Jonathan paused to listen to the racket from the next room, "They sure have given us a lot of fond memories."

"I hope we'll be able to have great memories to look back on like they have." Bella sighed wistfully.

"And hopefully we'll have just as many adventure stories to tell them." Athena smiled in the same wistful way.

"After all, we are descendants of the crew of the Dragon's Lust." Miles piped in.

"We're sure to have just as many great adventures." Mathew whispered.