WHOOOOHOOO! I'm so glad this chapter is finally up. I'm sorry I haven't
been updating all that quickly, but I've had so much to do!!! Enjoy! And
you should know the disclaimer by now.
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN ANYTHING ABOUT PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN. (sadly)
Not even Jack. *Sob* or his rum. *tear* Anyway, I do own James. That's all.
YAY! I OWN SOMETHING! Oh yea. Judy, too.
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Jack had a fairly uneventful night, although sometime around 3AM Judy caught him in the kitchen.
"Jack, what are you doing?" she had asked him. She had walked into the kitchen just in time to find Jack with his head poked into the freezer.
"You people be carryin rum around here?" he said.
"Not in there Jack," she said a little sarcastically and a tad sleepily.
"*Captain* Jack. *Captain*. Can't you get it right, woman?" he muttered to himself as he shuffled back to bed.
The next morning he awoke and made his way downstairs, where the entire family was waiting for him. As he entered the dining room, they gaped at him. And they had a perfectly good reason to. Not that he didn't look strange enough in his usual attire, but the cowboy hat on his head, the pair of orange boxers James had lent him for the night, and no shirt just added to the eccentricity.
"Good mornin' Jack. How'd ya sleep?" James inquired between sips of orange juice. Jack raised one eyebrow and grunted before taking a large bite of a nearby poppy-seed muffin.
"Hurry up! We've got to get moving!" James continued. "Come on, Jack!" And James tore Jack away from his precious muffin and the two made their way upstairs.
They came to James' room, where they then opened up his closet. James ventured inside, rummaged around a bit, and came back carrying a small article of clothing.
"Maybe it's some sort of bonnet....." Jack mumbled to himself.
"This," James boomed. "Is a Speedo. Put it on."
Jack stared.
"Put it on!"
He still stared.
"Well?"
He continued to stare, but this time reached out and took the "Speedo".
"And What exactly is this...Speedo....thing?" he inquired slowly.
"Just put it on like underwear."
"Underwear?" a clearly bewildered Jack asked.
"Fine!" James half-screamed as he flailed his arms in the air. He snatched the Speedo from Jack's grasp like some sort of rabid cat and shoved it back into the closet. Moments later, he handed Jack a pair of regular swim trunks.
"These you just put on like regular shorts," he said word for word, incredibly slowly and loudly.
"Shorts?"
"Just put them on like pants! Trousers? Ya know? Things that go on your legs?" James roared while flailing his hands again like a mad chicken. Jack took the swim trunks and headed to change in the bathroom, making a face and muttering under his breath as he went.
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Whoa...sorry so short! Oh well! I hope you enjoyed that. I'm sorry nothing too exciting happened in this chapter. Next chapter should be great. I actually intended to make this chapter be super-long, but instead decided to save the best for next time! :-D Thank you to all of my reviewers! I appreciate it!!! *big happy hug*
Now...this is chapter 3. You will be pleased to know that chapters 4 and 5 are absolutely finished! Now all I have to write is the ending, chapter 6. Chapter 4 will most likely come out in exactly a week from this chapter's release date, chapter 5 a week from then, and then the last chapter a week from that. Sound good??? I hope so! I've worked hard, because this is the first time I've had to update my fanfics in QUITE a while! Yay!!!!
P.S. I'm not sure what Speedo's are known as in other countries. For those in the US who don't know, it's just a teeny bathing suit that guys wear that somewhat looks like a bikini bottom that girls wear. For those in other parts of the world, I do know that Speedo's are what most men where to the beach in much of Europe. Hope that cleared things up!
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Jack had a fairly uneventful night, although sometime around 3AM Judy caught him in the kitchen.
"Jack, what are you doing?" she had asked him. She had walked into the kitchen just in time to find Jack with his head poked into the freezer.
"You people be carryin rum around here?" he said.
"Not in there Jack," she said a little sarcastically and a tad sleepily.
"*Captain* Jack. *Captain*. Can't you get it right, woman?" he muttered to himself as he shuffled back to bed.
The next morning he awoke and made his way downstairs, where the entire family was waiting for him. As he entered the dining room, they gaped at him. And they had a perfectly good reason to. Not that he didn't look strange enough in his usual attire, but the cowboy hat on his head, the pair of orange boxers James had lent him for the night, and no shirt just added to the eccentricity.
"Good mornin' Jack. How'd ya sleep?" James inquired between sips of orange juice. Jack raised one eyebrow and grunted before taking a large bite of a nearby poppy-seed muffin.
"Hurry up! We've got to get moving!" James continued. "Come on, Jack!" And James tore Jack away from his precious muffin and the two made their way upstairs.
They came to James' room, where they then opened up his closet. James ventured inside, rummaged around a bit, and came back carrying a small article of clothing.
"Maybe it's some sort of bonnet....." Jack mumbled to himself.
"This," James boomed. "Is a Speedo. Put it on."
Jack stared.
"Put it on!"
He still stared.
"Well?"
He continued to stare, but this time reached out and took the "Speedo".
"And What exactly is this...Speedo....thing?" he inquired slowly.
"Just put it on like underwear."
"Underwear?" a clearly bewildered Jack asked.
"Fine!" James half-screamed as he flailed his arms in the air. He snatched the Speedo from Jack's grasp like some sort of rabid cat and shoved it back into the closet. Moments later, he handed Jack a pair of regular swim trunks.
"These you just put on like regular shorts," he said word for word, incredibly slowly and loudly.
"Shorts?"
"Just put them on like pants! Trousers? Ya know? Things that go on your legs?" James roared while flailing his hands again like a mad chicken. Jack took the swim trunks and headed to change in the bathroom, making a face and muttering under his breath as he went.
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Whoa...sorry so short! Oh well! I hope you enjoyed that. I'm sorry nothing too exciting happened in this chapter. Next chapter should be great. I actually intended to make this chapter be super-long, but instead decided to save the best for next time! :-D Thank you to all of my reviewers! I appreciate it!!! *big happy hug*
Now...this is chapter 3. You will be pleased to know that chapters 4 and 5 are absolutely finished! Now all I have to write is the ending, chapter 6. Chapter 4 will most likely come out in exactly a week from this chapter's release date, chapter 5 a week from then, and then the last chapter a week from that. Sound good??? I hope so! I've worked hard, because this is the first time I've had to update my fanfics in QUITE a while! Yay!!!!
P.S. I'm not sure what Speedo's are known as in other countries. For those in the US who don't know, it's just a teeny bathing suit that guys wear that somewhat looks like a bikini bottom that girls wear. For those in other parts of the world, I do know that Speedo's are what most men where to the beach in much of Europe. Hope that cleared things up!