Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean, although I may claim that
Jack and or Will are my bitches. :P
A/N: Yay! I'm sure you guys like it when I post a bunch of chappys in a
link like this because I don't update so often. Okay, so hardly ever... Don't
hurt me! Anywho, the story continues!
Chapter 3, Convincing
"We're here to help!" said Angela happily. She held up her hand with a V for victory sign. Jack simply stared in confusion.
"It's complicated..." said Lisa.
"So you're here to help me on a mission that you know nothing about?" asked Jack skeptically.
"No, silly, we're here to help you find Bill!" said Angela.
"Yes, I was on my way to go get the boy. But then I was going to-"
"Not that Bill! Bootstrap Bill!" said Angela.
"How do you know...?" asked Jack, dumbstruck.
"You see," explained Lisa, "in our world, your story is just a movie. However, Angela and I found a loophole in the story and-"
"And then, poof! We were here!" said Angela.
"Loophole...?" asked Jack.
"Yup!" exclaimed Angela. "There's a zombie on the ocean floor!"
"There was a zombie on the ocean floor," Lisa corrected.
"What kind of rum do you two drink?" asked Jack.
"You know about the curse and all and how it took years for it to end," Lisa continued, ignoring Jack. "Well, they threw Bootstrap overboard before they found out about the curse. But he would have still been cursed, understand?"
"That means he'd be a zombie!" Angela said, grinning.
"Yup! But he had all those years to escape and swim to shore, right?"
"So we're here to help you find and reunite him with Will!" Angela seemed proud of herself, but Jack just looked confused.
"You know, I believe I need some more to drink," he said plainly.
"Ooh! I wanna juice please!"
"I think he means rum, Angela."
"Ewe!"
"Ladies, suppose you're right. Suppose Bootstrap Bill Turner was on the bottom of the ocean, escaped, and now roams the mainland in search of his son. Where's the first place we'd look for him?"
"How about the island with Will and that Swan lady?" asked Angela.
"Not likely," said Lisa. "He'd have found Will by now if they were on the same island."
"We've got the whole bloody ocean to look through!" exclaimed Jack.
"Always in the last place ya look," said Angela, giggling. Lisa and Jack glared at her and she pouted.
"Well, we still have to go to the island anyway to get Will," said Lisa.
"Wait just a minute-"
"Yup!" said Angela, grinning. Lisa raised an eyebrow and Angela squeaked, blushing.
"Anyway..." said Lisa, turning to Jack. "You have to be the captain because we don't know how to drive the ship."
"I already am captain!" Jack insisted.
"I do so know how to drive a boat! Dad lets me drive his at home." Angela pouted.
"You know how to drive this kind of boat?" Lisa asked skeptically. Angela looked up at the big wooden wheel.
"Well..."
"SHIP," insisted Jack. "It's a SHIP, not a boat." Angela and Lisa both looked at Jack. "And this is my ship! I will be captaining my ship!" Jack sounded desperate. It wasn't easy to deal with two women on his ship, especially when he was the only other person on board. In fact, if he had known that these two women were particularly psychotic and from another world, he may have jumped over the edge of the boat, ahem, ship, right then and there. "I need to go to Tortuga for a while..."
"Right!" said Angela, "but first to get Will!" Lisa fixed her with an odd look again and her face darkened a few shades. Jack didn't catch it as he walked over to the wheel and turned toward Will's Island.
End Chapter Three
A/N: W00T! Chapter 3! Aren't you proud of me? I actually have a storyline! Okay, yeah, does anyone know the name of the island that Will lives on? Stay tuned for the latest installment!
Bloopers: "You see," explained Lisa, "in our world, your story is just a movie. However, Angela and I found a loophole in the story and-"
"And then, poof! We were here!" said Angela.
*Bamf*
"VHY do you people alvays say 'poof?' Eet ees not 'poof,' it is Bamf!"
"DEFINITELY more rum...."
Chapter 3, Convincing
"We're here to help!" said Angela happily. She held up her hand with a V for victory sign. Jack simply stared in confusion.
"It's complicated..." said Lisa.
"So you're here to help me on a mission that you know nothing about?" asked Jack skeptically.
"No, silly, we're here to help you find Bill!" said Angela.
"Yes, I was on my way to go get the boy. But then I was going to-"
"Not that Bill! Bootstrap Bill!" said Angela.
"How do you know...?" asked Jack, dumbstruck.
"You see," explained Lisa, "in our world, your story is just a movie. However, Angela and I found a loophole in the story and-"
"And then, poof! We were here!" said Angela.
"Loophole...?" asked Jack.
"Yup!" exclaimed Angela. "There's a zombie on the ocean floor!"
"There was a zombie on the ocean floor," Lisa corrected.
"What kind of rum do you two drink?" asked Jack.
"You know about the curse and all and how it took years for it to end," Lisa continued, ignoring Jack. "Well, they threw Bootstrap overboard before they found out about the curse. But he would have still been cursed, understand?"
"That means he'd be a zombie!" Angela said, grinning.
"Yup! But he had all those years to escape and swim to shore, right?"
"So we're here to help you find and reunite him with Will!" Angela seemed proud of herself, but Jack just looked confused.
"You know, I believe I need some more to drink," he said plainly.
"Ooh! I wanna juice please!"
"I think he means rum, Angela."
"Ewe!"
"Ladies, suppose you're right. Suppose Bootstrap Bill Turner was on the bottom of the ocean, escaped, and now roams the mainland in search of his son. Where's the first place we'd look for him?"
"How about the island with Will and that Swan lady?" asked Angela.
"Not likely," said Lisa. "He'd have found Will by now if they were on the same island."
"We've got the whole bloody ocean to look through!" exclaimed Jack.
"Always in the last place ya look," said Angela, giggling. Lisa and Jack glared at her and she pouted.
"Well, we still have to go to the island anyway to get Will," said Lisa.
"Wait just a minute-"
"Yup!" said Angela, grinning. Lisa raised an eyebrow and Angela squeaked, blushing.
"Anyway..." said Lisa, turning to Jack. "You have to be the captain because we don't know how to drive the ship."
"I already am captain!" Jack insisted.
"I do so know how to drive a boat! Dad lets me drive his at home." Angela pouted.
"You know how to drive this kind of boat?" Lisa asked skeptically. Angela looked up at the big wooden wheel.
"Well..."
"SHIP," insisted Jack. "It's a SHIP, not a boat." Angela and Lisa both looked at Jack. "And this is my ship! I will be captaining my ship!" Jack sounded desperate. It wasn't easy to deal with two women on his ship, especially when he was the only other person on board. In fact, if he had known that these two women were particularly psychotic and from another world, he may have jumped over the edge of the boat, ahem, ship, right then and there. "I need to go to Tortuga for a while..."
"Right!" said Angela, "but first to get Will!" Lisa fixed her with an odd look again and her face darkened a few shades. Jack didn't catch it as he walked over to the wheel and turned toward Will's Island.
End Chapter Three
A/N: W00T! Chapter 3! Aren't you proud of me? I actually have a storyline! Okay, yeah, does anyone know the name of the island that Will lives on? Stay tuned for the latest installment!
Bloopers: "You see," explained Lisa, "in our world, your story is just a movie. However, Angela and I found a loophole in the story and-"
"And then, poof! We were here!" said Angela.
*Bamf*
"VHY do you people alvays say 'poof?' Eet ees not 'poof,' it is Bamf!"
"DEFINITELY more rum...."