DEPP LEGACY
VerucaBeyotch- No worries mate; I don't plan to turn Willy into a creature of the night. Honestly, I'm hoping they can save Edward too he's just so cute!
Poisoncupcake21- You have quite the mixed emotion, that's good it means I'm actually doing my job as an author. Whoa caps lock rage, don't hurt me I have serval fictional characters I can't afford to leave to their own devices. The last time I left Ichy alone (Ichabod shrieks so loud he passes out) with Sweeney, Edward, and my phone they spent like 200$ on that Kim Kardashian game and tried to kill each other.
An awkward silence fills the barber shop as all of the men stare at each other, none of them know what to say seeing as they are all socially awkward and suck at small talk.
"Maybe we should…. Tell each other are names?" Ichabod suggests everyone all turns and stares at the constable, making him feel even more awkward. Ichabod keeps his silence; one by one the men get bored at staring at Ichabod and focus their attention at the only girl in the room- Ruby. Ruby is still being held back by Jack and Tarrant and still looks absolutely terrified.
"Who is she?" Willy asks, he twists the knob of his cane nervously in between is hands. Willy has never been good at talking to women, and having recently learned that this girl is a vampire doesn't help ease his nerves.
"That's Ruby, she's a vampire who rebelled against the vampire queen. We were debating if we should kill her or not" Tarrant explains calm as ever, Ruby gasps fearfully at the idea of being killed. Ruby then starts to struggle even more against Jack and Tarrant, she's panicking at the idea of being killed and all the other men staring at her like she's an animal at the zoo isn't helping one bit.
"I'm Tarrant Hightopp, I make hats and that's Captain Jack Sparrow he's sassy" Tarrant continues on when he realizes that everyone is staring at him. The awkward silence returns in full swing once more after Tarrant is done speaking, as no one volunteers as tribute to share their name.
"I-I'm Constable Ichabod Crane, and I defeated The Headless H-Horseman" Ichabod suddenly says, having gotten a sudden streak of courage. The courage quickly leaves Ichabod making him look like he's going to pass out as he remembers the whole ordeal with The Headless Horseman.
"Impossible" the man with a black hat scoffs; he has a southern accent and cracks his jaw after he speaks. Ichabod narrows his eyes angrily, a sure fire way to piss Ichabod off is to question what he did in the past.
"I mean, The Headless Horseman is nothing but a legend" the man continues on and takes out a shovel that he was holding behind his back. The group takes a big step away from this man, as the man cracks his jaw once more and gives Ichabod a creepy smile. Ichabod backs away from the man, looking scared to death; the constable keeps backing up until he backs up into fedora man.
"Oh my! Do forgive me!" Ichabod pleads, turning red, the man's eyes widen in fear as he raises his fist to his chest.
"No, no, you're sick, you're sick!" The man screams in a falsetto, backing up, with each word he pounds his chest with his fist. The rest of the group and Ichabod stare in a mixture of fear and confusion at this man as he continues to scream "no" in a high-pitched voice.
"Oh shut it Sam" the old-fashioned suit man snaps at the other man as he screams a final "no" and falls to the floor. This other man sighs heavily when he realizes that he just accidently volunteered as tribute to say his name.
"Inspector Frederick Abberline" the man announces in a serious tone of voice even though he has a Cockney accent and sounds very sassy like Jack. Ichabod smiles the biggest anyone has ever seen him smile when he hears that his man is an inspector, finally he's not the only law enforcement here!
"Is that Frederick with two O's?" Sam asks, he's back on his feet and is scribbling down everyone's name in a small notebook. Frederick gives Sam a strange look and turns away from him, without an answer. Luckily for Sam, Ichabod jumps in and helps the young man with his spelling.
"My name is Willy Wonka, this is my factory and I still don't have the slightest idea to how you guys got in my factory" Willy says to Tarrant, Sweeney, Jack, Ichabod, Sam, Frederick, and the blond southern man who is currently waving his shovel around like it's a sword. Everyone then turns to the last man, the only man who hasn't introduced himself yet.
"I guess it's mah turn. The name's Mort Rainey, but he ain't here at the moment. Call me Shooter" the blond haired man finally answers and tips his black hat. The others take yet another big step away from Mort/ Shooter; they can just see by the way that he's looking at them that he isn't right in the head.
"I think I should give these back to you" Willy whispers and hands Sweeney his two razors. Sweeney smiles and drops down to one knee, he holds his razors out in front of him and starts to whisper sing "My Friends."
Mort/Shooter sees Sweeney's razors and takes out his shovel Jack, Ichabod, and Frederick all draw their pistols at the same time. Tarrant takes out his Vorpal sword and holds it out in front of him; finally Sam takes out his cane and prepares to beat the living hell out of anyone who tries to mess with him. Willy and Ruby are the only ones not preparing to fight, Ruby is too scared to move and Willy is creating elaborate plan.
"Stop!" Willy suddenly screams as everyone is about to strike each other, everyone pauses in mid-swing and turns to Willy. Willy is standing in the middle of the group, waving his arms above his head to get everyone's attention.
"Put down that shovel. Tuck those razors away and wipe that creepy smile off your face Sweeney. Take the bullets out of your pistols and put the pistols away. Ichabod, stay conscious no blood was drawn. Tarrant take your sword off Sam's neck and Sam stop beating Tarrant with your cane" Willy commands quickly, somehow in one breath. Everyone looks at each other and does what Willy just told them to do, they then all stand as straight as they can and wait for Willy's next instructions.
"Something, call it what you want fate, witchcraft, wishing on a shooting star, something has brought us together. Something greater then we can control wants us to be together. We are a team! A team doesn't fight and try to kill each other, a team works together to defeat the enemy!" Willy explains loudly, the barber shop is dead silent as he speaks.
"We're a team" Ichabod says quietly after Willy is done speaking, the others nod in agreement and realize how horribly they were all acting together. Tarrant and Jack stand near each other once more; Frederick gets closer to Ichabod seeing as they're the only law enforcements. Sam tags along with Frederick, while Mort removes his black hat and looks at Sweeney pleading with his eyes to join him. Sweeney starts walking away from Mort, but a death glare from Willy forces him to join Mort.
"While we may have our little pairings, overall we are a team and our goal is to defeat this vampire queen!" Willy yells, excitement fills the air along with some chatter. The excitement is suddenly drains from the room when the door is broken is and the vampire queen, Lucius, and Alexander enter the room.
End of Chapter Eleven
Oh noes! Whatever will happen to our Depp's?
What destruction and chaos will come from the pairings of Jack and Tarrant and Sweeney and Mort?
Will Ruby be useful to the team of Depp's?
Find out next time in DEPP LEGACY!
