I'm so sorry! I haven't updated since 2008! Mothers love! I feel so bad. But.... For Christmas I got an iPod touch! Which in case you didn't know, allows me to write on the go with the "note" feature. Then, I can email it to myself with the "mail" feature, so I can edit and publish from the computer! Neat, huh? Anyways...I hope you enjoy this chapter, I'm trying to make it a long one. Oh, and by the way, I'm in the process of writing other stories. So the updating process is slow, but I will definitely update Ipod more often now. Truthfully, I kinda forgot about it. Sorry. And now, something special. If you have read this far into my message, send me a pm and I'll write you a one-shot, aye? Maybe about you and a certain pirate captain? Or maybe you fancy Scruffington? Ha ha. Oh! And I just realized I've been leaving out my disclaimers! So, without further adue...

I do not own any of the characters, Disney does. I don't own any 'futuristic' items either, they belong to their respective companies. In other words, I own nothing. Enjoy!


Recap:

"Hey pretty lady.......How do you"-HICCUP

Jack looked around confusedly and then announced "I forgot what I was saying."

Just then, a big black box appeared in front of them.

"SANYO!" squaked Jack.

Gibbs didn't say a word.


They both stared at the big black box with nothing to say until Ragetti walked up to it, gave it a wondering look, bent down, and pressed the on button.

"Nothing happened!" exclaimed Gibbs, flabbergasted.

Jack quickly sobered up and knelt behind the box. In the back, a cord similar to that of the easy bake oven stuck out. He picked it up and cradled it, just like a little baby, cooing and making gurgling noises at it. Gibbs and Ragetti watched on, portraying satisfied grandparent looks, until they realized that in fact, there was no real baby. Jack snapped out of his trance as well, and wiped away the drool that had appeared on the corners of his mouth.

He held the cord out to Ragetti, it hanging from his index finger lamely. Jack looked at it before narrowing his eyes. "The writer says your lame." His eyes squinted more, practically closed, and he began trembling. Not in fear, apparently, for his eyes were now twitching repeatedly, while he sported a maniacal grin.

"Breakdown, clean up on aisle seven." stated Will Turner, who was now on the black pearl for reasons unknown. He strutted by with his fancy cell phone in hand, dazzling Gibbs and Ragetti, who stared at will with starstruck eyes. That dazzling Will Turner, always the be-dazzler, dazzling the un-dazzled with his dazzling lingo!

"Whelp." muttered Jack, who was now fine and making his way to the socket previously used for the mini oven. He hesitated for a moment, before he quickly shoved the plug into the socket. No sparks this time. Ragetti now re-tried the power button.

A feminen voice blared out of the box. All pirates yelped and stopped what they were doing to look at the black box. It had a large screen showing women in neon tights doing aerobics. Jack became immeadiately interested.

"Mine! It's mine!" he exclaimed, hugging the Sanyo to his chest tightly. The crew stared in awe, jaws dropped, and weaker pansies fainted.

Jack hugged the Sanyo tighter, his thigh pressing against the channel button. The channel flicked to a different one, one showing cakes, doughnuts, chocolates, ice cream, smoothies and Popsicles, pies, cookies, sweets, and caramels. Jack set down the Sanyo carefully, drooling at the sight. It would be a lie to say that all the pirates on the black pearl did not want these things. In fact, growling stomachs could be heard in each direction.

Jack dumbly stuck his hand out to try and grab some of the food, but of course, it made a dull thunk as his hand hit the screen. Again and again.....and again and again and again, again,again,again and once more he tried, but still did not succeed.

Angry, he picked it up again to throw it off the edge. But, again the channel changed to show a purple dinosaur dancing about surrounded by little children. A jolly voice came out of the speakers now.

"Well hiya there kids, my name is..."

"Barney!" exclaimed the kids cheerfully, as Barney began to sing and dance about the alphabet.

Some more pirates came to watch the dinosaur sing, as Jack stood with the TV in his arms, struggling to hold it still for the illiterate pirates. Soon, the dinosaur began counting. Jack had enough. With an angry sigh, he dropped the Sanyo tithe ground. But instead, it hit his toe. Jack swore and tried unsuccessfully to get the big box off of him, but could not, and he was forced to sit there and learn his ABC's.

So, again, sorry about the length. Also, my spacing doesn't seem to be working. Item suggestions are still welcome. And would you like me to reply to reviews? Cause you know, I certainly would if you wanted them. Feedback in general is also lovely. A big thanks to my reviewers. Its nice to have people who appreciate my stories, you know?