Chapter Four: Acquaintances and Corsets

Disclaimer: Please don't sue me for being totally OBsessed over Orlando, and Beth being obsessed over Jack/Johnny, because I don't own POTC.

"Lissie? Lissie? LISSIE!" called Beth.

"What?" asked Lissie in alarm. "Chill out, sister! I'm right here!"

"One problem solved, now WHERE THE HECK ARE WE?!"

Lissie looked around. There was something familiar about that ledge right above them… "OH MY GOSH! I think we're in the movie Pirates of the Caribbean!"

"No way! That means Jack is somewhere around here!"

"Same for Will!"

"Let's get out of this freaking ocean, my good luck charm is getting wet!"

"Oh, yeah, same here!"

They swam back to the dock, got out of the water, and squeezed out their hair.

"Uh, hey, Lissie?"

"Yeah?"

"I think we must look a little silly in shorts and T-shirts. Where are we going to find some dresses?"

"What?! Me wear a dress? I don't think so!"

"Look, Will's obviously used to women in dresses, so you might as well get used to it too. Take me for example. I hate dresses too, but if we don't want to look like we just dropped in from the 21st century now, do we?"

"Wow, that was almost Jack Sparrowish. But, we did just pop in from the 21st century!"

"SSSHHH! Do you think anyone would like to know that?"

"Excuse me, Miss, you dropped this."

That voice… oh no, not now! He can't see me like this now! Stupid ocean, why does it have to be so wet? Lissie thought to herself. Her and Beth turned around, and Lissie tried her hardest to stay calm, not go weak in the knees, faint, scream or drool, and she also had to fight off a strong urge to kiss the man in front of her right then and there. Will Turner, the love of her life, was standing there.

"I believe this is yours," he was holding her good luck charm, a picture of Legolas. Most unfortunately, it was unfolded. "Did you draw this?"

"Me? Draw tha…"

"Yes, she did," Beth broke in.

"You have some talent… Miss…"

"Lissie. Lissie Jade, and this is Beth Shwightsenburg. And thank you for the complement."

"The man in this drawing… he looks strangely familiar…"

"Coincidence. But, if you don't mind, could I have it back, please?"

"Of course Miss Jade." He handed it back to her.

"Thanks, Will," said Lissie. The moment that she said it, she could have slapped herself.

"How did you know my name?"

"You're name's Will?" asked Beth, with a half glance at Lissie. "We were just going to ask… uh… will you please show us where we could find some dresses?"

Will looked at the two of them, at their odd outfits, and where was that accent from? Surely he had not heard it before. He stifled a laugh at what Lieutenant Norrington would say if he looked at the two of them. "Sure, I'll show you. Follow me."

He led them across the street into a dress shop. "Please, let me pay for them. It's not very often that I meet a couple of beautiful young ladies."

Lissie blushed as red as a beet, and Will smiled, making her blush, if possible, even harder. Beth rolled her eyes. Lovesick puppy she thought. Where's Johnny?! Oh God, Lissie is right, I'm such a blonde.

They each picked out one dress each, and Will paid for them.

"Will, are you sure about this?"

"Of course. I just got a payment today. It's all right."

They both smiled, one a little harder than the other. The shopkeeper gave them a complementary pair of shoes to go with the dresses and corsets, Lissie's guess being that she felt so sorry for the two of them… being stuck in "hideous" clothes like those.

"You can use the back room to change into those clothes, I don't think Norrington would like to see you in those… things."

"Right. We'll be right back, Will." Once they stepped into the back room and closed the door, Lissie immediately pinched her shoulder very hard. "OW!"

"What did you do that for?" asked Beth in alarm.

"Just to see if I'm dreaming. Dude! Orlando B… well, Will Turner, in this case, is out there! And I actually had a conversation with him! And we're becoming friends, well, hopefully more than friends later on, and…"

"Lissie! Shut up! Do you want that insane shopkeeper who can't tell what fashion is if it was standing right in front of her to hear you? And what about Will?"

"Good point. Could you help me with this corset?"

"Sure. One more thing."

"What's that?" gasped Lissie, the corset was painful.

"Cut back on the dudes, remember, they didn't have slang back then… now." She corrected herself.

"Shtick mushrooms! Where's the medallion?"

"Elizabeth has it, remember?"

"Oh, yeah, but how are we supposed to get home if we don't have the medallion?"

"The fate of the two hottest men on the planet is in three womens' hands. Do you really want to kill them off?"

"Good point, I don't think I'd be able to go on if anything happened to Will."

"Same here, except I'm the sane one in love with Jack."

Lissie gave a fake cough, in which Beth could barely extinguish four words: "Will's hot, Jack's not!"

Once the dresses were finally on, which took a while, they proceeded out the door to find Will.

"Wow, you look beautiful!" said Will when Lissie came out. (Beth was having trouble with the shoes.) There was something about her that made her… he didn't know how to say it. But then he thought about Elizabeth, and how she had dreams about him, and about the feeling that he had when he saw her coming down the stairs in that dress… much like the feeling he had when he saw Lissie.

"Will?"

"Sorry, what did you say, Miss Jade?"

"I said thank you, and could you please call me Lissie? It makes me sound younger."

Will laughed. A sense of humor… now there's something Elizabeth needs, he thought.

"All right then, Lissie," he said as Beth came out. They walked out of the shop together, and out into the sunny streets of Port Royal.

"Wow, it's so beautiful here. It's nothing like home." Now it was Beth's turn to mentally slap herself.

"Where are you girls from? I've never heard that accent before."

"Uh…"

"Singapore," said Lissie, praying that he'd never been there, or seen anyone from that place.

"Oh. Well, if you'll excuse me, I have to go to my shop. I can hear my hammer and kiln calling me. I'm sorry to leave so soon, but feel free to stop by any time. It's right there," he said, pointing to the shop.

"Thanks, Will." Yeah, no doubt about it, I'll definitely be stopping in! Lissie thought.

Will smiled as he walked off. Lissie watched him fading in the distance, but then noticed something.

"Do you hear that music?"

"Yeah, I wonder why no one else can?"

"Lissie! Do you realize what part this is?"

She listened hard. "Oh, yeah! Beth! BETH! CONTROL YOURSELF!" she yelled as Beth ran into the square.