A Trip Through Time
Disclaimer: Don't own anything but Theresa and Sam owns Sam. Disney owns Jack n Will. Lucky b*sterds.
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"Tortuga," Sam whispered, "That means…"
"Hey Jack, what do I do with this." A man stood holding a rope which tied off somewhere in the rigging above.
"Will Turner!" Sam squeaked, her voice cracking.
"Oh, who are they?" Will asked. He was fair certain no one else was on the ship when they commandeered it.
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Jack was finally able to get over shock of random affection and get a word in edgewise. "That's what I want ta know!"
Theresa looked around at Sam. She was still amazed at the sudden apparition of Will. Theresa sighed.
"Well, name's Theresa or T fer me." She looked over at Sam again. "This dunderhead goes as Sam, short fer Samantha."
T grabbed Sam's hands and pulled her to her feet, pushing her back over to standing when she pulled to hard on the limp form. Sam stabilized and carefully wandered over to Will. She stood in front of him and squinted, moving her head from side to side. Will watched as this person he had never seen before slowly raised a finger.
Sam closed her eyes, "Poke," her finger was now in the middle of his forehead. "Oh my god! He's real." She then retreated in awe behind her friend.
Jack cocked his head to the side, "May I inquire as ta where ye two came from?"
Theresa turned back to Sparrow. She held back a squeal. "Ye ken ask, but I'm afraid we don't actually know ourselves. So sorry, Captain." She bowed.
"Very well." Jack gave Will a 'what the hell do we do with them look.' Will gave Jack a 'how the hell should I know' look.
Theresa got bored at the silent exchange between the two. "I'm near positive we could prove ta be useful to ye."
Jack's eyes refocused on the two together in front of him. He grinned, "In what way?"
T frowned at his expression. "Get yer mind out o' the gutter. We know everything that will be happenin' to ye both in the short run o' th' future. Savvy?" she grinned.
Jack's eyes wandered over the horizon. "Prove it, luv."
She snapped in front of Sam's face. "Oi, you go tell what's bee happening ta Will since th' beginning o' the film, I'll take Jack. Don't give away plot to Mr. Naïveté"
Jack cleared his throat and opened his mouth. Before he could say it Theresa cut him off. "Much apologies, Captain, Jack Sparrow." She bowed slightly and gave a small flourish of hand.
Jack's mouth closed and he blinked.
Sam got up and pulled Will over to a wall to tell his part of the story so far.
T yawned and pulled Jack over to the railing of the commandeered vessel. "Alright, you want yer proof, that's what ye'll have."
She settled with her back against a rail. "As far as we know Sam and I both got sucked into this movie—" She was about to continue when she saw she had already lost him. She cleared her throat. A movie is like a play that you can watch exactly the same whenever you want to." T paused to see if he could process that at least. "To us ye both are characters, ones that we like a lot. This film or movie is called The Pirates of the Caribbean: Curse of the Black Pearl."
Jack's eyes opened from their previously slit state.
Observing his reaction she continued. "If that alone ain't enough proof for ye, the movie introduces you when you are coming into Port Royal. You are in a little boat, you bow with flourish to pirates hung as warning. You climb up to the crow's nest as your boat sinks. You end up level with the dock and hop off." T's hands were gesturing, mimicking his movements as well as adding her own. "You saunter down the dock until this old dude stops ye and says you 'ave ta pay an' give a name." The next part T copies his voice exactly, "'What say you to three shillings, and we forget the name?' You take his little money pouch thingy and continue. You wander down to the restricted docks and try to get on the Interceptor. Murtogg an' that other guy stop you with this bull about dock is off limits to civilians. You respond quite wittily." She gave a small smile. "You get them arguing over whether Black Pearl is real or not. 'very pretty boat, ship." Blah blah. Liz falls off the fort wall. You save. Singapore." She started speeding up as she got more and more bored. "Ye back up and kick this thing holding a cannon an' spin in circles, zip line down a rope, run into blacksmith. Fight Will. Mr. Brown hits ye on the head with a rum bottle. Wakey wakey in jail, Will comes in, names Will Turner, son of Bootstrap, busts you out cause of half pin barrel thingies. 'Not without my effects.' Hide under canoe thing, 'Aye Avast,' steal Dauntless, disable rudder chain, swing over to Interceptor an' make yer getaway. Then I guess tha's where we come in."
He sat quietly through her explanation. "You know of Bootstrap?"
"Aye, I wont tell th' welp, nor will Sam if she knows what's good fer the story."
He nodded and thought. "Alright," he said happily. "So, ye liked me 'character?'"
She hugged him, "Either mad or brillient, that's the way I like em." She let go and went to where Sam was finishing her side of the story.
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"…You stepped in this lobster cage thing. You climbed the side of the Dauntless and then you take the ship, "Aye Avast!"
She broke out in giggles at his stupid line as T and Jack came up beside her.
T shook her head and chucked a candy corn over the rail. "So do you belive us?"
"Aye, that I do, luv." Jack said.
"I do as well. You friend is quite mad you know?" Will was trying to help Sam sit upright as she was still laughing madly.
"I figured that out a while ago." She turned and walked up to the helm.
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A/N: as is tradition, the Reviewer's section!:
DaydreamBeliever14: I know, who wouldn't?
Dawnie-7 : Thank you very much, I'll try to keep it up.
ThereIsNoSp00n: I don't think you are necessarily the louder of the two, you do talk more though. I'll give ya that. Yes you can pull the thingy, 19 *eeek.* We are so going forking next Halloween! You need to see Fushigi Yuugi, the book thing is sooo directly out of it. And an overall thank you.