Jim: "Where are we anyway?"

B.E.N.: "Treasure Planet. Duh!"

Jim: "I already knew that but is there, like, a resturant or something nearby? I've got the munchies."

B.E.N.: "POTHEAD!"

Jim: "Shhh! Oh screw it. A PG Rated Disney movie, might as well put as much PG stuff in it as we can since it's not G."

B.E.N.: "All good teenagers, take off your clothes! Hey! Let's go to my place!"

Jim: "Um, you can at least buy me dinner first."

B.E.N.: "Nah, I mean, I really have to tinkle so, might as well."

Jim: "Ok, I'll go get Catbreath and Dogface."

B.E.N.'s Place

Delbert: Carries in Amelia.

B.E.N.: "Sorry I was gone for so long. #2 decided to pop out."

Jim: "Ew."

Morph: Is brought back to life. "WHEE! HAW HAW HAW!"

Everyone: Groans.

B.E.N.: "HEY! Look! PIRATES! I will shout at them until they notice my annoying voice! YOOHOO BIG BOYS!"

Jim: Gets disturbed and faints at what he sees.

Silver: Zips up trousers and shoos away The Author of the Story "Sorry, Jimbo. But who could resist a loffly girl like 'er?"

Everyone: Raises arms. "ME!"

Author of The Story: "The accent does it for me..." Takes Silver's coat and runs off.

Jim: Comes down to have a formal parlay.

Morph: Zooms around Silver's head and chirps happily.

Silver: "Ay, Morphy! I t'ought ya exploded!" Changes gears in arm and shoots him.

Jim: "Right. Ninyhoosers, we were both to careless to pick up the map, so it's still on the ship."

Silver: "Ah, lad. I'll let 'chya go get it and hide in B.E.N.'s stinkhole, waiting for ya. While I'm at it, I'll tie up the capt'n and doc and we'll all have a big party."

Jim: "You mean; I get to miss out on all of that to go get some stupid map?"

Silver: "Guess so, lad."

Jim: Grumbles and walks off to go get it.

On The Ship

Jim: "Since I'm to stupid to think Silver would keep someone here, I brought a loud, obnoxious robot."

B.E.N.: "PEE-LESBIAN-FART!"

Jim: Sighs. "I am so gonna die a virgin."

Jim's Fangirl's: "C'mon, Jim! It's as easy as 'insert tab A into slot B and repeat as nessecary'. But we're not sure if B.E.N. could please a girl."

B.E.N.: "HEY! It's not the size of the boat, it's the motion of the ocean!"

Scroop: "You better hope so. SQUEE! JIMIKINS!"

Jim: "ACK!" Runs.

Scroop: Chases him. "COME GIMME A SMOOTCH!"

Jim: Climbs up the mast.

Scroop: Follows him, hearts in his eyes.

Jim: Kicks Scroop.

Scroop: "Near, far, wherever you are..." Floats away into space.

B.E.N.: "What a slashy spider."

Jim: "Very".

B.E.N.'s Place

Jim and B.E.N.: Walks in.

Silver: Dancing with three scandily clad girls.

Amelia and Delbert: Making out in a corner.

Jim: Faints.

B.E.N.: Blinks a few times. "Breathing in, breathing out...Hey! Do I see DORITOES?"

Portal Area

Jim: Still unconcious.

Delbert: "Silver, who were those girls you were dancing with?"

Silver: "The Author of t'e story and a couple of 'er LiveJournal friends."

Delbert: "What's a LiveJournal?"

Silver: Big, commercial grin. "Why it's the bes' damn online diary on t'e internet!"

Everyone: BIG GRIN

PLUG

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