Hola

It's Hazel again. I would like to dedicate this chapter to the fact that in exactly 2 weeks time I will be back home and be actually reunited with my friends. I MISS YOU!! –sadness—

Love you munckins.

Now continue reading!

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We Are Reunited! And There's Chemistry…

Remember when Alex went below deck for safety reasons? She bumped into Will, who strangely enough wasn't having weird and wonderful dreams about donkeys; instead he was recklessly searching for the fake-looking piece of gold medallion.

Alex was exhausted and tried to sleep, but the quiet mood changed quite dramatically when something huge crashed outside, and suddenly, the room was flooding.

Alex panicked. "Turnip, dear, I don't want to alarm you, but have you noticed… IT'S FLOODING IN HERE AND WE'RE STUCK!" she yelled.

"We're not stuck," Will told himself as he tried to open the trapdoor. Unsuccessfully.

"WE ARE STUCK AND IT'S YOUR FAULT!"

The whelp was startled and gave Alex his confused Labrador expression.

"GOSH WILL!" Alex continued. "I thought I'd be safe down here but NOOOOO! We're going to DROWN!"

Will stared. The only other time Alex used that tone of voice was in Tortuga with Jack. He racked his tiny brain for a witty comeback: "Um… It… well it's not my fault…"

"WELL DONE, WILL!!" she screamed at him sarcastically. "I DO know that! It's just you're the only person down here I can complain to!"

And so they sat in silence, and then treaded water, watched the monkey steal the medallion, then shouted at Elizabeth through some holes. At long last, Will came up with an escape plan. Alex was certain it wouldn't work but swam after him.

…

Back upstairs, everyone was being captured.

Hazel was still fighting.

One particularly ugly man grabbed her shoulder, she turned round, about to whack him round the head. But somebody had seized said ugly man's sword yielding hand, saving Hazel from becoming sword slashed.

"Jack?"

He grinned. "That's not very nice," Jack said arrogantly to the ugly man about to hack at Hazel.

She responded by hitting the guy so hard with her gun he somehow fell backwards, overboard. Jack looked impressed but quickly turned his attention back to Hazel. He ran at her, and pulled her down away from the crossfire.

"Are you all right, love?"

"Oh, I'm just peachy, Jack. And yourself?" she said scornfully. It seemed like such a stupid question.

"Barbossa didn't hurt you?"

Hazel was all too aware of the commotion and panic surrounding them; she was barely listening to him. "As flattered as I am with your new found interest in people other than yourself, I thinkwe could probably have this conversation later…"

He suddenly clutched her arms tightly. "The bastard didn't touch you AT ALL?" he looked at her with an intense seriousness. It seemed the background screams and gunshots became muffled and quiet.

"Umm, no…" Hazel was taken aback at his expression.

"Sure?" He stared straight into her blue eyes.

She nodded. "Yes..."

"Okay." He slowly relaxed his grip. "Happen to know the medallion's whereabouts, so the mass brawling can stop?"

"I think Will had it… but knowing him, he's probably lost it."

"That sounds about right," he said sighing. He looked behind Hazel's head. "Monkey!" he cried, pointing.

"Come again?"

Jack at last let go of Hazel and ran after a small creature clutching the piece of gold. Bloody Will. Only he could lose something like that to a monkey.

Hazel watched Jack look like an idiot chasing the animal as she went through that peculiar conversation again in her head. Her thoughts were rudely disturbed as no fewer than three pirates brutally snatched her away onto the Black Pearl. They just had to grab everything, the hair, and dress…

She heard a conversation between Jack and Barbossa.

"Thank ye, Jaaaaaaack," Barbossa said, smirking at him, holding the medallion.

Jack smiled sincerely. "You're welcome,"

"Oh, not you, we named the monkey Jaaaaaaaaaaaaaack." Barbossa growled.

Jack, (the pirate) winced.

"He really has to learn how to properly pronounce Jack's name," Hazel whispered to herself.

"I know. It's getting rather annoying." said Katy.

"Katy?" Hazel just noticed her, tied up to the same mast thing as she was. She hadn't seen her in days. "KATY!! KAAATYYY!! You're alive! And something about a tattoo and… and… And Turnip whacked you with a paddle? And… and…"

"Yeah... I came with Jack and Barbie here, from the cave,"

Hazel remembered the film. "Ahh… with the Parley bit?"

"Yep. I had the…"

"GENTS! OUR HOPE IS RESTORED!" Barbie yelled, interrupting her.

Cheers all round. Many rolled eyes from our teenagers.

Katy loudly cleared her throat. "AS I WAS SAYING, I had the courage to swing over here for the second timebecause…"

"A second time? Good grief, what on earth did you too get up to?"

"Long story… oh, my word Hazel, we had such an interesting time getting here, with Alex getting herself shot… and oh, HAZEL!" She seemed excited. "Jack is TOTALLY…" Katy then noticed Jack not so far away from them, definitely listening in to their conversation. "Emm. I'll tell you later…"

"Hmm. So much for a rescue…" Hazel said trying to loosen the tight rope around her wrists. "So the Jonas Brothers are here? How did that happen?"

"Same way we got here… with the remote…"

"Oh yeah. Well. I can only imagine how you reacted."

"Quite possibly WORSE than how you did. And we didn't have anyone to calm us down…"

Hazel suddenly remembered someone. "Wait, we're here, Nick, Joe and Kevin are here…" she gestured to the other side of the ship. "But WHERE IS ALEX?"

"Oh no… he blows up the ship…" Katy fretted.

They both wondered whatever had happened to their dear red headed one, and watched, waiting for the other ship to explode. Sure enough, it did, quite noisily and dramatically. Everyone looked shocked and despairing. Katy and Hazel truly hoped Alex was not floating among the shipwreck...

Elizabeth hastily launched herself at Barbossa, thinking Will had just died. Joe soon joined her.

"YOU KILLED A JONAS FAN!" Joe screamed at him. Barbie threw Elizabeth at his crew then stared at Joe.

Barbie was bewildered. "I killed a… who now?"

"IT'S A MATTER OF PRINCIPLE, DUDE!" Nick shouted, coming out of nowhere.

Kevin felt left out and decided to join in. "YEAH, DUDE! Principles… duh."

Ole 'Toasty was baffled at being called a 'dude', and just looked at the brothers strangely.

Hazel noticed somebody climb up the side of the ship. It was a wet looking Turnip.

"YOU!" Katy pointed at him angrily. "YOU! SILLY, LITTLE BOY!" She started walking up to him. "WHERE IS…"

They saw Alex climb up behind Will.

"Alex!" Katy and Hazel squealed happily at her.

Alex looked wet and cold. She went over to her friends.

"Well finally, we're all together again…" Hazel said.

"Of course," said Katy smiling.

"Well, no party is complete without a redhead!" Alex cried.

Cue cheesy group hug.

They turned their attention to the Whelp.

"ELIZABETH GOES FREE!" William yelled, again and again. Elizabeth seemed slightly happier he was alive. Turnip was generally making a fool out of himself, threatening to shoot Barbie, even himself, despite Jack yet again telling him not to do anything stupid.

"Who are you?" Barbossa was confused. He's been confused a lot lately…

Jack ran forward. "Nobody, he's nobody! He's a distant cousin of my aunt's nephew… twice removed!" he nodded.

"Suuureee, Jack. That sounds believable." Alex tutted.

Jack continued. "Lovely singing voice though… eunuch." He gestured to Will.

"Now that's a heck of a lot more realistic," said Hazel.

And so Will explained who he was, all too proudly.

Finally the Turnip made a deal with Barbie. If Elizabeth and the 'girls' go free and the crew are not harmed, then he would gladly let Barbossa borrow a few drops of his blood.

Unfortunately, he was an idiot. Yes, he had helped Alex escape the about-to-explode ship, but he should have learnt to be more specific, as he had failed to specify when or where Hazel, Alex, Katy, and Elizabeth were going 'free', leaving Barbie to choose a deserted island.

Thanks to that feminine, dim-witted, Labrador gazing, whiny, simpleton pansy of a Turnip whelp – Will TUNER. Yes, tuner.

(any more words to describe Will would be greatly appreciated…)

So as our fangirls were complaining about how stupid Will was, and what would become of them on the island, Jack happened to saunter over. It appeared that nobody was tied up anymore and they were free to roam the ship for a while.

"What's happening, lovelys?" Jack asked loudly with a presumptuous expression.

"Oh, nothing. We're just contemplating the fact that we're going to be left for dead soon…" Katy replied grimly.

"Yes. With you." Alex hissed at him.

Jack nodded understandingly. "Exactly. Who knows what she'll…" Jack gestured to Alex, "…do to me."

Hazel rolled her eyes. She was sick of hearing this. "Jack! Get it in your head; she's not as bad as you think."

"You didn't see what she did to me in Tortuga…" Jack shuttered.

"You are unbelievable! She just yelled at you."

"Just yelled?" he cried. Jack searched for the correct term to describe Alex. "A woman scorned like… which fury hell hath no?" he mumbled hesitantly. "Or something to that effect…"

Alex looked offended.

Hazel ignored his crazed ramblings. "Given the circumstances, I would have yelled at you too."

He smirked. "Sure, love…"

"I would have!" retorted Hazel. "Apparently you were acting…"

"You wouldn't yell at me," he said smugly, cutting her off.

"I might now!" she said raising her voice.

Katy told them to shut up. She was getting sick of their never-ending bickering, and went over to talk to the Jonas Brothers with Alex.

Hazel was irritated. "Well, thanks for driving my friends away."

"No problem." He grinned.

"I can't believe I'm about to be stuck on an island with you." She sighed irritably. Yes, previously she would have loved this idea, but right now Jack was just extraordinarily annoying.

"We're not stuck, love. It's just a minorsetback, we'll get off." said Jack arrogantly.

Hazel looked at him. She was morbid with the thought of slowly starving to death on a small, desert island, but needed hope. "Possibly, but…"

"Probably," he corrected her. "It's not that bad, dearie, we do have rum…"

Hazel was outraged with his carefree attitude concerning the situation. She fought back with some heavy sarcasm. "Oh, goodie. Rum just makes everything better."

He simply beamed at her. "Finally, Hazel darling, you understand me! Rum does make everything better," he winked.

She gave him a harsh glare but he just grinned proudly at her. His smarm was irritating, but infectious. Just as Hazel was about to reply with an ever-so-witty comeback of her own, she was grabbed and by some hideous pirates. She noticed the ship was no longer moving, and looked off the side of the Pearl, towards the distance, and there was the island.

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You know what you want to do now don't you, dumplings?

It begins with the letter 'R'…

-hypnotizes all readers into reviewing-

Did my hypnotizing skills work??

xxx