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Teenyboppers of the Like, Caribbean
Chapter VI
"Sir."
"Zzzzz..."
"Sir!"
"Zzz- huh!?"
"You're drooling all over your questionnaire!" Donny Jepp blinked many a time before
the waiter came into focus. He groaned and sat up, squinting into the sun.
"Oops, well; thanks for telling me's," Donny muttered, wiping the questionnaire off on
the waiter's jacket.
"Don't mention it," the waiter grumbled, stalking off.
"All righty," Jepp sighed. "Next question..."
Will The Teenyboppers Ever Get Home?
"Hoo boy! How am I s'posed to knows dat? I skip until the plot is readys for my answer!
Next question!" Jepp scanned the page.
Why Did the Magical Time Egg Send the Duo Into the Future?
Meanwhile, in Mimi's bedroom...
"Waaaaaaaah-OOF!" Anamaria tumbled from the time tunnel onto the Jack-infested floor
of Mimi's. She conveniently landed right on top of him.
"Hey! Get off; get off!" Jack protested, kicking Anamaria aside. She glared at him, but
her look of anger quickly dissolved into doom.
"We're doomed!" Anamaria shouted.
"I could tell that by the doomed look on your face," Jack grumbled. "I demand to know
what's going on! Why are we surrounded by fuzzy pink things? Where's all the gold?
The rum? The ship!?"
"I, uh... Well, I - I sent us into the future," Anamaria said.
"Not that great of a future if you ask me," Jack muttered. "All right, then! I'm sure
we've both learned a lot from this futuristic experience, but I'd like to be getting back to
the Pearl now, if you don't mind."
Anamaria just stared with the same doomed look on her face.
"You can't get us back, can you?" Jack asked monotone. Anamaria shook her head.
A loud knock on the door made Jack and Anamaria whip around and face it intently.
They were both deathly silent.
"Mimi, it's time to come down for dinner. No, your friends CANNOT stay for it, no they
CANNOT stay the night, and no; we do NOT have your clothes from the Laundromat,
you-stupid-teenybopper-of-a-sister, Mom says you have to come down RIGHT NOW.
Tuh."
There was no answer.
"Mimi?" The girl jiggled the door handle. Both Jack and Anamaria attempted to dive
under the bed.
The door flew open, and there stood Mimi's younger sister, Jill; the smarter, more
sensible child-of-fifteen (who, by the way, had seen every Johnny Depp movie ever
made).
"Oh my god," Jill stammered, her eyes widening at least three times their normal size.
"You're not Mimi!"
Anamaria, who had successfully claimed under the bed before Jack, had disappeared from
view. Jack, on the other hand, stood up abruptly and stared in shock at Jill, who had a
similar stare-of-shock.
"Jack Sparrow's me name," he uttered.
"I'm Jill," Jill replied in a very breathtaken way. "And - I am your number one fan!"
"I have a fan?" Jack wondered aloud, shock fading into flattery. "How have YOU heard
of me?"
"I've seen every one of your movies!" Jill whispered with passion. "And - and! I love
you!"
"Well that's not... right..." Jack said.
"I want to snog you!" Jill shrieked, but quickly gained her composure. "I mean, uh...
What brings you here, mister Depp?"
"What? My name's Jack Sparr-"
"Yes, we know," Jill said. "Like I said; I've seen every one of your movies, including
Pirates of the Caribbean. But I do love your performance in Edward Scissorhands, it
made me cry so hard! Speaking of crying, Cry Baby was a rather stupid movie, and you
really can't sing, so I don't suggest trying to go into the business..."
She continued to babble on about this Johnny Depp fellow for the longest time. Jack was
actually fascinated, but mostly just confused.
"...and on a lighter note, Sleepy Hollow is not a bad movie at all, and your character was so
cool! But on the subject of Chocolat-"
"Shut up!" Anamaria shouted, bustling out from under the bed, hair and clothes askew.
"I can't take it anymore! I don't know who you think this guy is, but he's not anyone
named Johnny Depp; he's Jack Sparrow, captain of the Black Pearl and I sent him to the
future by way of a Magical Time Egg by cracking the Yolk of Doom over his head so we
would be rid of him for good on the Pearl and I would be made captain as I am the most
trusted first mate, which Jack mistakenly put his trust in someone like me, although I am
an untrustworthy PIRATE! Now I meant to do this, but I didn't mean to send myself
here, so here we are, un-egged, un-yolked, and stuck! Stuck, I tell you! SO SHUT UP
ABOUT MOVIES OR WHATEVER YOU CALL THEM! AH! AH! AGH!"
There was a strong-tensioned silence around the room.
"As soon as we get back to the Pearl," Jack said, snapping out of the blinking phase first,
"I'm going to make you walk the plank, love."
"I knew it!" Anamaria shrieked. "That's why I don't tell you stuff!"
"Okay..." Jill blinked. "I think I should be going now..."
"Hold it!" Jack growled. "You're going nowhere, now that you know everything. You're
staying here while I ask some questions!"
"Fine by me," Jill shrugged, lovestruck.
"Now, you," Jack growled even meanerly (-- made up for the occasion), "I'm going to
ask you some questions, as I've previously stated, and you better be willing to give me
answers!"
"Will it spare my plank walking?" Anamaria asked, hopefully.
"If we get back to the Pearl by tomorrow, I will not make you walk the plank; but I will
ban you from first maticy-" (-- also made up for the occasion) "-as is the suitable
punishment."
"It's a deal!" Anamaria said brightly. "Now I'll tell you everything-"
"-But first, tell us the most important thing," Jack interrupted.
"What's that?"
"Why did the Magical Time Egg send us into the future?" Jack asked.
"It's a Magical Time Egg from the treasure of Black-eyed Pete and his Men of Terror and
Destruction! I found it off the coast of Cuba when everyone else was window shopping,"
Anamaria said guiltily. "It wasn't really part of any treasure, so I didn't alert anyone. I
picked it up because it came with a pair of shoes and I was wondering why; so I locked
myself in my cabin and decided to work out the mystery myself. So I did. And I used the
egg for evil!"
Jack and Jill blinked.
"Hey, I just noticed something!" Jill giggled. "Our names are Jack and Jill! Like in the
nursery rhyme! We were meant for each other!"
Meanwhile, in the Bermuda Triangle...
"Hmmm... Now, lesse... Next question is 'How Did Anamaria Get It?' Hey! I's already
answered dat!" Jepp cheered. "Only the two toughies left, now!"
Indeed! The two questions left were: How will Jack and Anamaria get back to the past?
and Will the teenyboppers ever get home?
"Uuuuuuhhhhhmmmmmm...."
While Donny Jepp is thinking hard, we wait! So we must give him time! This chapter
has ended, but we still have those two most important questions left! Will they ever be
answered? Perhaps!
A/N: Fun? Not fun? At least it had Jack in it! :P Thank you, and ENJOY! :D :D :D :D
are: SoCruel, Black Morgan Rackham, happychaos, The Phantom Parisienne, yumi, and
Raven185! Thanks! Oy, guess I got another flamer; but two outta however many ppls
there are is pretty good! Ah well; thanks for keeping it real, I guess. ;)
Black Morgan Rackham: Hope you like your character!
Teenyboppers of the Like, Caribbean
Chapter VI
"Sir."
"Zzzzz..."
"Sir!"
"Zzz- huh!?"
"You're drooling all over your questionnaire!" Donny Jepp blinked many a time before
the waiter came into focus. He groaned and sat up, squinting into the sun.
"Oops, well; thanks for telling me's," Donny muttered, wiping the questionnaire off on
the waiter's jacket.
"Don't mention it," the waiter grumbled, stalking off.
"All righty," Jepp sighed. "Next question..."
Will The Teenyboppers Ever Get Home?
"Hoo boy! How am I s'posed to knows dat? I skip until the plot is readys for my answer!
Next question!" Jepp scanned the page.
Why Did the Magical Time Egg Send the Duo Into the Future?
Meanwhile, in Mimi's bedroom...
"Waaaaaaaah-OOF!" Anamaria tumbled from the time tunnel onto the Jack-infested floor
of Mimi's. She conveniently landed right on top of him.
"Hey! Get off; get off!" Jack protested, kicking Anamaria aside. She glared at him, but
her look of anger quickly dissolved into doom.
"We're doomed!" Anamaria shouted.
"I could tell that by the doomed look on your face," Jack grumbled. "I demand to know
what's going on! Why are we surrounded by fuzzy pink things? Where's all the gold?
The rum? The ship!?"
"I, uh... Well, I - I sent us into the future," Anamaria said.
"Not that great of a future if you ask me," Jack muttered. "All right, then! I'm sure
we've both learned a lot from this futuristic experience, but I'd like to be getting back to
the Pearl now, if you don't mind."
Anamaria just stared with the same doomed look on her face.
"You can't get us back, can you?" Jack asked monotone. Anamaria shook her head.
A loud knock on the door made Jack and Anamaria whip around and face it intently.
They were both deathly silent.
"Mimi, it's time to come down for dinner. No, your friends CANNOT stay for it, no they
CANNOT stay the night, and no; we do NOT have your clothes from the Laundromat,
you-stupid-teenybopper-of-a-sister, Mom says you have to come down RIGHT NOW.
Tuh."
There was no answer.
"Mimi?" The girl jiggled the door handle. Both Jack and Anamaria attempted to dive
under the bed.
The door flew open, and there stood Mimi's younger sister, Jill; the smarter, more
sensible child-of-fifteen (who, by the way, had seen every Johnny Depp movie ever
made).
"Oh my god," Jill stammered, her eyes widening at least three times their normal size.
"You're not Mimi!"
Anamaria, who had successfully claimed under the bed before Jack, had disappeared from
view. Jack, on the other hand, stood up abruptly and stared in shock at Jill, who had a
similar stare-of-shock.
"Jack Sparrow's me name," he uttered.
"I'm Jill," Jill replied in a very breathtaken way. "And - I am your number one fan!"
"I have a fan?" Jack wondered aloud, shock fading into flattery. "How have YOU heard
of me?"
"I've seen every one of your movies!" Jill whispered with passion. "And - and! I love
you!"
"Well that's not... right..." Jack said.
"I want to snog you!" Jill shrieked, but quickly gained her composure. "I mean, uh...
What brings you here, mister Depp?"
"What? My name's Jack Sparr-"
"Yes, we know," Jill said. "Like I said; I've seen every one of your movies, including
Pirates of the Caribbean. But I do love your performance in Edward Scissorhands, it
made me cry so hard! Speaking of crying, Cry Baby was a rather stupid movie, and you
really can't sing, so I don't suggest trying to go into the business..."
She continued to babble on about this Johnny Depp fellow for the longest time. Jack was
actually fascinated, but mostly just confused.
"...and on a lighter note, Sleepy Hollow is not a bad movie at all, and your character was so
cool! But on the subject of Chocolat-"
"Shut up!" Anamaria shouted, bustling out from under the bed, hair and clothes askew.
"I can't take it anymore! I don't know who you think this guy is, but he's not anyone
named Johnny Depp; he's Jack Sparrow, captain of the Black Pearl and I sent him to the
future by way of a Magical Time Egg by cracking the Yolk of Doom over his head so we
would be rid of him for good on the Pearl and I would be made captain as I am the most
trusted first mate, which Jack mistakenly put his trust in someone like me, although I am
an untrustworthy PIRATE! Now I meant to do this, but I didn't mean to send myself
here, so here we are, un-egged, un-yolked, and stuck! Stuck, I tell you! SO SHUT UP
ABOUT MOVIES OR WHATEVER YOU CALL THEM! AH! AH! AGH!"
There was a strong-tensioned silence around the room.
"As soon as we get back to the Pearl," Jack said, snapping out of the blinking phase first,
"I'm going to make you walk the plank, love."
"I knew it!" Anamaria shrieked. "That's why I don't tell you stuff!"
"Okay..." Jill blinked. "I think I should be going now..."
"Hold it!" Jack growled. "You're going nowhere, now that you know everything. You're
staying here while I ask some questions!"
"Fine by me," Jill shrugged, lovestruck.
"Now, you," Jack growled even meanerly (-- made up for the occasion), "I'm going to
ask you some questions, as I've previously stated, and you better be willing to give me
answers!"
"Will it spare my plank walking?" Anamaria asked, hopefully.
"If we get back to the Pearl by tomorrow, I will not make you walk the plank; but I will
ban you from first maticy-" (-- also made up for the occasion) "-as is the suitable
punishment."
"It's a deal!" Anamaria said brightly. "Now I'll tell you everything-"
"-But first, tell us the most important thing," Jack interrupted.
"What's that?"
"Why did the Magical Time Egg send us into the future?" Jack asked.
"It's a Magical Time Egg from the treasure of Black-eyed Pete and his Men of Terror and
Destruction! I found it off the coast of Cuba when everyone else was window shopping,"
Anamaria said guiltily. "It wasn't really part of any treasure, so I didn't alert anyone. I
picked it up because it came with a pair of shoes and I was wondering why; so I locked
myself in my cabin and decided to work out the mystery myself. So I did. And I used the
egg for evil!"
Jack and Jill blinked.
"Hey, I just noticed something!" Jill giggled. "Our names are Jack and Jill! Like in the
nursery rhyme! We were meant for each other!"
Meanwhile, in the Bermuda Triangle...
"Hmmm... Now, lesse... Next question is 'How Did Anamaria Get It?' Hey! I's already
answered dat!" Jepp cheered. "Only the two toughies left, now!"
Indeed! The two questions left were: How will Jack and Anamaria get back to the past?
and Will the teenyboppers ever get home?
"Uuuuuuhhhhhmmmmmm...."
While Donny Jepp is thinking hard, we wait! So we must give him time! This chapter
has ended, but we still have those two most important questions left! Will they ever be
answered? Perhaps!
A/N: Fun? Not fun? At least it had Jack in it! :P Thank you, and ENJOY! :D :D :D :D