Jack and Ceres' Treasure By: ~Cherry~ and *Kiwi* , which was expected…right??

A/N: Sorry for the long delay in the posting of this chapter, well, Cherry isn't but Kiwi made her help write this…but she came up with the idea for this fic a while ago when she was high on Raisin Bran or something.  Well that's what she said.  Well anyway, Kiwi is truly sorry and had to fight an epic battle to get this damn thing written.  You better review if you do read this.  It is nice to know that people do read, and if you are an author, you completely understand.

Disclaimer: We don't own shit.  You happy? [As you can tell, Kiwi is in one of her PMS moods (where P stands for permanent!)]  She has been randomly b****ing at people today.

Cherry note: Elizabeth will not be involved in this adventure as stupid ho's don't get to do stuff. 

A/N 2: Please remember, all random *s means a note at the bottom.  But of course, you all know that because you read our "The Fellowship Discovers Fanfiction" right? *hint hint*

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            *Flashity back*

            Will and Jack were discussing a very important offer that Jack had for Will.  They were sitting in the study of Will and Elizabeth's home and Jack was lounging a bit too comfortably on the nice furniture, getting his dirty feet on the upholstery.  Will sat behind his little desk that was totally customized with the latest quill pen out and personalized addressed stationary*.  Jack told Will of his latest adventures.

            "Well, I was sailing out at sea on me Black Pearl and I heard rumors of a treasure.  A GREAT treasure."

            "Ooooo" came an answer in reply, sort of muffled, from right outside the door, for the stupid ho was listening in on the conversation.  Will and Jack moved their eyes from side to side suspiciously.

            "Hmm, anyway, well, a treasure, you say?"  said Will.  "What has that to do with me?"

            "I thought you might like a take in it, savvy?"

            "Why? I am perfectly happy here reading my heart out and sponging off of her rich father!"

            "I thought you might like a vacation from your bonny lass?"

            "Bonny is not what I would call her.***"  A muffled "ugh!" was heard from the hall.  "Curse that stupid woman!  She's always getting in the way.  Jack, I want to be…FREE!"  Will sighed dreamily.  "We were so in love!  I thought marrying her would be lovely but after I married her, she changed.  She changed, Jack, she changed!"

            "Well, this is your opportune moment to get away!"

            "Um…I guess."

            "Well then, what are we waiting for?!"

            "For you to tell me about the treasure."

            "Oh, yea.  Almost forgot about that now.  We were sailing around about India and I heard a rumor about this lovely golden treasure stacked up in honor of some goddess or another by the name of Ceres.  Roman I think.  Known as Demeter to the Greeks.  Now, through a couple o friends of mine, I came upon a map to this treasure."

            "Well, sounds like an easy enough adventure.  Follow the map, get the treasure, and be home for dinner or divorce."

            "Will, you see here, there is a problem."

            "What sort of problem are we talking about here?  This better not be another 'corset-problem'.  There is always a corset involved somehow."  Will muttered to himself.

            "The only corset you'll be struggling with is a prostitute's if you have a mind for it."

            "Then what is the problem?"

            "Well, uh, good question.  We don't know.  My friends said there is a curse—"

            "Oh no, here we go again.  No more curses!! No more cursed treasure!!"

            "Hold on a minute!  If you could let me explain!"

            "Oh all right." Will said.

            "Alrighty then, the curse is that after you die, you'll be stuck in a lake of milk that recedes as you go to get a drink and Queen Anne chocolate Cherries will grow above your head and pull away as soon as you go to reach for them.  But I don't believe in after life so it's a moot point."

            "Uh, well then.  Sounds torment-full.  Let's see, rest of this life with Elizabeth or getting treasure then suffering in the after life that we don't believe in. Hmmm tough choice.  I think I will choose getting some nifty treasure then suffering in the afterlife we don't believe in."

            "Excellent choice!  Let's get going at once!" Jack said all too cheerfully.

OK here we go, here are the notes we made from the little *s that we mentioned.

* Imagery!! Oh God we paid attention in English class.

** Alternate ending: "B****, get away from the door! We are discussing important manly issues and if I have to get up from here, I swear you won't be able to sit down for three weeks!

*** Another alternate ending:  "Bonny?  She's a B****!!!" We love our alternate versions!

Ok we are sorry if that was too short. Please keep in mind that we do have time constraint.  You do want us to update some other stories too, right?? Well don't expect us to cater your every wish of chapters.  We're just not that nice.  J Review Damn it!  J