Thanks to My Adoring Fans! I Love Ya'll More Than Jack/Anamaria Fics! (thinks over) Uh...no, forget about that. lol
PirateAngel1286
Halo.at.Heart
Dreamcloud818
superchick92
rockyrelay
freak and proud
Rabid Lawn Gnome
Little Miss Sparrow
Johnnycakesdepp
Riddle-Me-That
Readerfreak10
Caribbean Babe
Countess of Angels
Congrats! Thanks to the ever so wonderful Riddle-Me-That, this has been updated. I said I wanted a new reviewer, and I got one! YAY FOR ME AND YOU! lol
Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beeeeep!
Jack groaned at the pestering buzzing and turned away, "God, Will, turn that stupid alarm off." Will stretched and pulled the covers up higher to his chin.
"No, you do it, you're closer to the night stand." He turned onto his other side and pulled Elizabeth closer to him, letting out a silent laugh at the aggravated low growl that Sparrow let out.
Beep! Beep! Beep! Be-
Jack blindly groped for the clock and hit the snooze button so the alarm would stop. He let his arm fall to the ground before tossing over, expecting to land on a pillow, but instead, he flopped down on...
"Ow!" The person beside him slapped his arm with as much force as they had in them, "Get off me, you big oaf!" Eventually, after rubbing the abused spot on his forearm, Jack managed to roll off of his girlfriend before she resorted to more ER type harm to his body.
"Sorry, love."
Elizabeth, now awoken by the sudden outburst, stretched lazily, with a deep sigh, and got out of the queen sized-bed, "Well that was..." she yawned, "...a nice way to wake up." She smirked down at Anamaria, "Nothin' like a the wonderful sound of Jack getting beat up by a woman to wake you and help you get your day started." Ana giggled, whilst Sparrow glared.
"Don't you have something to do?" Liz smiled and rummaged through her suitcase, clad in her Starburst pajamas and fluffy pink slippers. Her hands searched around for her new blue jean "Orlando" ankle pants and her matching red tank top. Successfully locating the clothing, she took out her more feminine undergarments, deodorant, toothbrush, and hairbrush.
Jack smirked from the bed, "Are you about to shower?"
Liz eyed him suspiciously, "Yes."
He got up on his elbows with that sneaky grin that always got on Lizzie's nerves, "Any chance of me getting a little peek-a-boo?"
Elizabeth glared, "No."
"And why not?"
"Because the door would be locked!"
He fell back, still smirking, "What if I just so happen to pick the lock?" He emphasized the "pick" with a raise of his eyebrows and doing a key twist motion with his hands.
Miss Swann narrowed her eyes further, "Then, by law, I'm suppose to spray pepper spray in your eyes, kick your shin, and report you as a disgusting pervert rapist." He turned towards the dark-haired female beside him.
"And you?"
Mimi cracked an eye open, "I'd let you do it."
He sat up and grinned down at her, "Are you serious?"
SMACK
Jack fell off the bed at the force of the reeling slap, "Of course not, you half witted donkey's arse, who do you think I am? Scarlett?" Jack and Will both winced in unison at the memory of their childhood red-headed neighbor.
"Not at all, darlin', how could I ever ever mistake you for Scarlett? You're Anamaria. A-N-A-M-A-R-I-A." He questioned sarcastically, beginning to sit up, only to be knocked down when her pillow collided with his face.
"And don't you forget it!"
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Ding. Dong.
Crystalline looked up from her newspaper at the sound of the doorbell, "Coming!" She folded the corner of the paper with the article that explained how Animal Planet's, and Crocodile Hunter, Steve Irwin had tragically died by a stingray the other day. Standing up, she tossed the paper down on the spot where she had been sitting on the couch, and walked to the front door. She twisted the knob, and...
"We're here!" Crystalline grinned happily at the group of adults that stood at her front door with food and balloons in their hands.
"Let's get this party started then!" She announced. Mrs. Thomas stepped aside and allowed Weatherby, Madeline, and Angela to enter. She flicked on the lights, and turned off her lamp, and they were all greeted by a huge sign that read, "Happy No Children Day!" in huge colorful bubble letters. Crys closed the door behind them and turned on the radio to V-103, joining the other three parents in their celebration of freedom.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"Yeah, and I was all like 'Uh-uh!', and she was all, 'Uh-huh!', and then she did that thing with the thing, and I was all, 'No way!', and then she went all, 'Yeah way!', and then I did that thing with the thing-a-ma-bobber, and she went all, 'Uh-uh!', and I was all like, 'Uh-huh!', and then the other girl was like, 'Totally!', and the boy was all, 'Wicked!', and she went all, 'No duh!', and I was all, 'Yeah duh!', and then Tommy was all, 'Yeah duh isn't the right way to say it, ' and I was all like, 'Shut up!', and he was all, 'Uh-uh!', and I was like, 'Uh-huh, if you know what's good for you!', and then the other girl was like, 'Not-!"
"Giselle. Giselle. Giselle! GISELLE!"
"Huh?"
"What in the world are you talking about?" Cried the other person on the other end of her cell phone, "You've been babbling on and on and on about this jibberish ever since you called me! I don't even know what or who you're talking about!"
The eighteen year old sun blonde, Giselle Adams, rolled her eyes and took a seat on a bench under a shady tree, ignoring the fact that Donald Duck was waving at her, and crossed her ankles; she sighed, "That girl!" Donald started jumping up and down to get her attention.
"What girl? There were a lot of girls at the skating rink!"
"Ugh!" Giselle growled in frustration, "I'm talking about that girl who did the thing!" She glared up at the smiling duck that towered above her, turning to look in a different direction. Seeing that he would not go away, Giselle placed her hand over the speaking end of her phone, turning to look at Donald, "Can I help you with something?" All he did was wave; Giselle rolled her eyes and put the phone back up to her ear.
"What thing?" The other person yelled.
"The girl who was all like , 'Uh-huh!', and then she did that thing with the thing, and I was all, 'No way!', and then she went all, 'Yeah way!', and then I did that thing with the thing-a-ma-bobber, and she went all, 'Uh-uh!', and I was all like, 'Uh-huh!', and then the other girl was like, 'Totally!', and the boy was all, 'Wicked!', and she went all, 'No duh!', and I was all, 'Yeah duh!', and then Tommy was all, 'Yeah duh isn't the right way to say it, ' and I was all like, 'Shut up!', and he was all, 'Uh-uh!', and I was like, 'Uh-huh, if you know what's good for you!', and then the other girl was like, 'Not-!" Donald sat beside her, toying with her long hair, which erupted a giggle from a younger child who was walking by.
"Giselle!"
"Huh?" She swatted at the duck.
"Two things!"
"Uh-huh?"
"1) Speak English, not Forbidden Girlie Teenager on Drugs! 2) That "girl" was a boy, and that boy was my brother!"
"Huh?" The person hung up, "Hello? Olivia? Olivia, are you still there?" Donald sat, tapping his foot on the pavement, waiting to get a response from Giselle. A "hello", "how are you?", or even a, "what time is it?"
"Buuuuzzzz", went the dial tone.
Giselle pulled her cell phone from her ear and stared down at it with disbelief, "Oh uh-uh!" Once again Donald tried waving at her, only to be knocked flat on his back when Giselle finally got annoyed enough to give him a hard thrust to move the oversized duck out of her way.
Over at a nearby table, she did not notice the four people watching and laughing at her.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"Oh my gosh!" Laughed Liz, "That was so wrong!"
Ana snickered, "It was wrong, but it sho was hilarious!" She took a sip of her Vanilla Coke, and took's Jack's sunglasses to shade her eyes.
Will and Jack laughed as well, watching Donald squirm about to try to get off his back and get back on his feet, "Poor little guy," Elizabeth giggled, "we oughtta help him."
"And ruin this Kodak moment?" Jack chuckled, "No way!" He turned to Ana, "Babe, let me see your camera really quick."
Mimi thrust her hand down in her track bag and pulled out a beige digital camera. She gave it to him, and watched Sparrow take a few snapshots. Lizzie, still giggling, stood up, "You guys are so horrible," She pulled her golden hair up into a high ponytail, "Whether you decide to come, or not, I'm going to help him," She stepped over the bench of their circular outdoor table, and headed over to the struggling Disney character.
Ana sighed, "Might as well help her," She too stepped over the bench and went to help the overturned duck. Will and Jack watched on with interest.
Jack leaned over to Will, never leaving his eyes from the girls, "Watch this." Will watched with a curious furrow of his eyebrows at his childhood friend as Sparrow took his and Will's cup of Sprite, took off the took off the lids and the straws, and walked over to the two kneeling females. Stealthily he tip toed up behind Ana and Liz, glad that they were both wearing loose fitting tops.
Will gasped with realization at what Jack was about to do, the memory of what Sparrow had told him while they were at the mall crossing his mind:
Flashback
"Did you just say Disney world?"
"Yeah! It would be fun! Think about it; scaring little children into giving up their fast passes, riding Expedition Everest four times straight, taking pictures with Mickey and his other oversized animal pals, eating funnel cakes 'till you pop, and spilling ice cold Coke down Elizabeth and Anamaria's back when they aren't looking? It's the American dream." Will chuckled and shook his head at his excited friend.
"Jack, why not just Universal Studios?"
"Because there are no giant rats there that I can pick on!"
End Flashback
Will snickered quietly as Sparrow got closer. Finally, he placed one cup above Ana's back, one cup above Lizzie's back, and poured the freezing cold contents down their skin.
"AAAAAHHHHHH!"
"Oh! My! Goooooood!"
Ana and Liz shrieked at the tops of their lungs until their throats burned. They stood frozen with their mouths agape, getting over the sudden chill. Will stopped his chuckling when he realized just how much trouble Jack had just gotten himself into, "Uh-oh."
Elizabeth and Anamaria whirled around, a deadly flash in their eyes. Forgetting that they had halfway helped Donald to his feet, they shot up, sending Donald back down, and charged after Jack with furious cries. Sparrow's eyes bulged and he dropped the cups to the ground, "Oh bugger."
Will called out, gathering up the rest of their belongings, "Run, Jack, run as though the demons of Hell are on your heels!" He stopped himself and thought that over, "Wait a minute," He said thoughtfully, "they are." He looked up with widened eyes, "RUN!"
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Eventually, Ana and Liz had tired out from chasing after Jack, and they decided to let him off...for now. But, at this moment, they, and the guys, were more focused on riding Splash Mountain six times straight.
"You can't be serious," Will spoke, "Six times? Girls, do I look like a blasted Hippocampus to you? King Neptune?"
Elizabeth eyed him, "Possibly." She slithered silkily over to him, "My vicious little sea serpent." The silkiness of her voice was enough to motivate Will.
"Ok, let's go!"
Jack chuckled, "Sucker." He followed Ana and the cooing Turner-Swann couple to the line for Splash Mountain. Suddenly, he stopped and gasped, "Wait!"
Ana turned around, "What now?"
He grinned, "It's Mickey Mouse! Mouse Mickey! Cheese Rodent!" Not waiting to hear their responses, Jack raced over to Mickey with world's widest grin on his face. He looked so out of place in the line to get the Disney creation's autograph. A line full of children that ranged from two to eight, and then there was the giant monument that was indeed Jack Sparrow.
Once the line had gotten down to Jack, the others were surprised at what he had just done. Instead of handing Mickey a sheet of paper and pen to get the mouse's signature, he simply took Mickey's head, exposing the head of the sweaty man that was beneath it; Sparrow ran back to his group, shouting, "I got it! I got it! I got his head! After all these years, I've finally decapitated Mickey Mouse!"
Liz giggled, Will snickered, and Ana simply rolled her eyes with a smile. It was going to be a long day.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
AGTNR: Voila! There ye go. After weeks and weeks of thought and concentration, I've FINALLY gotten back to this fic! Hopefully, I haven't lost any reviewers since I've made you wait so long. I hope you liked it, and PLEASE review!