Pirates Pals II: Bonjour Paris!

Chap 12—Those Horrid Singing Dolls: It's a Small World

A/N: Updating quickly for everyone! Thank YOU so much!!

Jack's Log Book

The NEARLY Evening Report, recorded by William Turner Junior

I surprised even myself sometimes. It's getting darker, and still, I managed to write. Ha. Jack was in a bad mood by the time we arrived at 'It's A Small World,' which, Liz again told me (she seemed like an expert in her favorite land, whereas I only had a bit of idea about Discovery Land from my brochure!), was hosted in a huge 'clock shaped' building. The structure itself was rather nice, though not as pretty as the castle, having creative geometric colored shapes on it. They said the building would even have its own 'holiday' decoration occasionally.

Jack's Scribbling: Thanks for wasting a paragraph in my logbook for unnecessary details…

Tom smiled happily—"Whee, a boat ride. How relaxing. Don't you think so, Turner?" he asked, walking up to us and leaving the moody Jack behind with the Gov.

I nodded. "Liz loves it, and so do I."

He shook his head, chuckling, "Ah, I see, even if you haven't been on the ride?"

Liz said to me later that pink spots appeared on my face as I replied to Tom, "Well, you know! Stop it, Williams!"

Jack's Scribbling: Even Tommy teased Will, and how could I not?

With all that 'chaos' going on in front, a sound was heard. "I'm ok with all these stuff—won't scare me," I heard Jack mumble to himself quietly, more carefully now since Liz could hear any word out of his mouth, She was known for her good ears.

Jack's Scribbling: Do all women have good ears? I guess. Probably…

When we boarded the little boats, inside the building painted with colorful pictures of cartoon-ish sceneries from around the world ("EW!" Exclaimed Jack), Tom told Jack with a smirk, "Imagine it as a kiddie version of Pirates of the Caribbean, and you'll be fine, my friend," tapping him on his shoulder, he got on.

Jack's Scribbling: This ain't nothing like Pirates!

"Like I would," Jack muttered, taking a deep breath for what's coming next.

Jack's Scribbling: Must breath in, out, in, out, be calm…was what I thought frantically as the boat headed to the first room.

As our boat moved ahead, under the tunnel, Jack cupped his hands over his ears. "NOOO, it's coming!"

We boys (except Tom) braced ourselves for the room we were approaching, following the old saying 'Anything that bodes ill for Jack Sparrow bodes ill for us all,"

Jack's Scribbling: Very true, must note that.

Liz, now looking eagerly in front of her, looked back quizzically at us, "What are you guys afraid of? This is no roller coaster!"

Jack's Scribbling: But it is some sort of a 'disaster,' like what happens when you combine That RIDE and ME…

Jack shrugged, saying, "It's somethin' to be afraid of for me."

My poor girl sighed, "Some day, Jack, some day, you'll learn to appreciate it."

"It was listed as 'attraction for family with little kids and/or toddlers', in case you didn't know," he shot back, Liz pretending she didn't hear. "What's the harm in hearing it? The song's so catchy," she remarked.

"And so hard to get out of your head…" continued Jack.

Jack's Scribbling: See below for details on what I meant.

I laughed out loud when I realized what Jack was scared of, An awful lot of dolls were singing, 'It's a Small World,' and shaking to the beats merrily, Liz cooing, "Aw, aren't they cute? Look around, Will, there are dolls from every country of the world! There's England…" her voice drifted off, naming different dolls from each region she knew of.

Our little boats took us through many a room, where we sighted the mini Eiffel tower, the Big Ben, dolls from all continents, such as Africa, Asia ("Oriental, how cute—" said Liz.), North and South America ("Aren't those Indians?" asked Tom.), as well as the Arctic. ("Look at those weirdos in Eskimo suits," Jack pointed out.)

And the song! Jack went throughout the ride without even once taking his hands off his ears! "I MUST NOT GIVE IN TO IT," he kept repeating, resulting in (the third time today already) weird glances from little kids behind us.

Jack's Scribbling: I will say it once more: I do NOT attract glances

"Funny, huh? The notorious pirate, Jack—" Tom was cut off.

"CAPTAIN," Jack said, as always.

"And it's Tom, not Tommy," Tom shrugged, but the look on Jack's face was priceless!

Jack's Scribbling: Hm!

(Surely he had read "Bud, not Buddy," ?)

Jack's Scribbling: What book was that?

We passed other rooms after the Hello room, such as the Europe Room (song sung in German, I guess), Asia (song sung in Japanese), Africa (song with rhythms in drum, then sung in English), South America (song sung in Spanish), South Seas ("Mermaids! I love mermaids!" Liz exclaimed happily. "So girly and childish," Jack rolled his eyes. I shrugged. "You only get this in Disneylands, Disneyworlds and Disneyland Paris," was the comment Tom had to add.), New Guinea (small room, with drummers), Finale Room ("Ooh, look, everyone's dressed in white. Deee—vineee!" cooed Liz. "They changed costumes, that's all," grumbled Jack.), and at last, with Jack's sigh of relief, the Goodbye Room with messages in different languages.

Jack's Scribbling: They first implanted the song in English, then in other languages to make sure it sinks deep into your head, when the time comes that you cannot shake the melody off but play it over and over again. I know.

We got off the boat, Liz humming the song in delight, though Jack, walking pass, cupped his hands over his ears again. "Arrgh, stop it, please stop!"

Jack's Scribbling: See how the music got into your system? This IS a harmful ride!! Wah.

To Jack's dismay, however, my girl hummed louder than ever. "Satisfied?" she teased, heading off.

"That girl's pure evil, Will," were Jack's final words as he left the room, Tom and I quickly following.

Jack's Scribbling: And I don't get it at all why you see her as 'angelic.'

A wonderful ride to see 'cute' dolls from around the world and to listen to this immortal catchy tune known worldwide. Come on the Happiest Cruise that ever sailed the world!

Jack's Scribbling: Someone should charge Will for borrowing that quote from the Ride Slogan.

CAPTAIN JACK'S RIDE FACTS

Queuing Time: Bearable for most people, but not for me, since I was forced in anyways. The longer the wait, the better! Imagine what happens to people who're forced to ride this continuously many times! Brainwashed by the song, I'm sure.

Speed: Too bad it was slow enough that we could see each and every little doll singing and shaking their lil' heads off.

Animatronics: Numerous to mention, about 300 I imagine. Dizzying…but they looked 'nice' in Liz's words, and 'the costumes were pretty well represented.'

The Song itself: Brainwashing…catchy, whatever you want to call it, I call it 'serious repetitions of the same verse over and over again till people are unable to get the tune out of their heads.' Peace, unity, togetherness, and all that, I get it, save for the 'It's A World of Laugh and a World of Tears, It's a World of…" ARGH! Driving me Crazy!

Fun: For me—None, was watching out for the song throughout the ride, man. Liz—Totally, she loved this ride more than anything. It depends, I'll say.

Overall Views: Horrid dolls singing the 'wonderful song of love and happiness for people worldwide', which never seemed to get out of your head. Mind numbing.

Views from fellow members:

Will—Ooh, er, I'd say it was creative and peaceful, as well as universal. The dolls were lovely, Jack, no matter how you tried to ignore them. The views and the symbols, those were great. A fun boat ride for everyone…(except me—Jack)

Liz—I could go on forever! One word, then: Cute. The song was melodious, harmonic, and sung with heart. The sceneries and dolls were…beautiful. I'd definitely go on this boat ride again if allowed to. It filled you up with happiness and all…(was dreamy eyed)

Tommy—It's my opportune moment to recite the sentence I was about to say when you so rudely interrupted me during the ride. The notorious pirate Jack (I (Jack) made a face, but Tommy couldn't care less.) Sparrow, not afraid of the Indiana Jones Roller Coaster, thrilled by the Phantom Manor Ride, but scared by tiny dolls and their cute song? What a—strange guy. I loved the ride, that's all. I'd said my piece. ("Thank you, Tommy, now off you go!" I chased him off.)

Liz's Expenses of the Day Section

Sadly, there was no shop. Nada. I'd love to own one of those adorable dolls! A pirate figure would be nice. Ooh, what about a 'Small World looking' doll in pirate costume? How cool!

Bye for now, we're off to Peter Pan's Flying Ships! Time to torture Jack with more 'Captain Hook got killed' chants—ha ha.

A/N: There, how was it? I'd love to hear from you guys!

Thanks to all readers and reviewers!

Will try to finish this before school opens…

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