Title: Squeak
Chapter: 1/1
Author: Danyella Skyler Silverfire
Website: None
Rating: PG
Genre(s): Humor
Pairing(s): Possible future Will/Jack, or maybe the other way around
Summary: Squeak, thump. Will's not happy with Jack.
Warnings: Bed abuse, miniscule innuendo (Where's Waldo?), minor Norrington abuse, Will abuse, Jack abuse. But don't worry they're all okay.
Disclaimer: I don't own them though I wish I did.
Authors Note: This is exactly the same as previously posted. The only difference is that I put in who's saying what.
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*Squeak* *Thump*
W: "Jack?"
*Squeak* *Thump*
J: "Aye?"
*Squeak* *Thump*
W: "Stop that."
*Squeak* *Thump*
J: "Stop what?"
*Squeak* *Thump*
W: "That!"
*Pause*
J: "This?"
*Squeak* *Thump*
W: "YES!"
J: "But I like doing that."
W: "Well, I don't like you doing that!"
J: "Why not?"
W: "Because."
*Squeak* *Thump*
W: "I said stop that!"
*Squeak* *Thump*
J: "Give me a good reason and mayhap I will."
*Squeak* *Thump*
W: "Jaaack..." *Warning tone*
*Squeak* *Thump*
J: "Yesss...?" *Mocking tone*
*Squeak* *Thump*
W: "If you don't stop I remove it."
*Squeak* *Thump*
J: "That... could be interesting."
*Squeak* *Thump*
W: "With tongs?"
*Pause*
J: "You wouldn't!"
W: "Try me." *Deadpan*
*Squeak* *Thump*
W: "Jack?"
*Squeak* *Thump*
J: "Aye, Will?"
*Squeak* *Thump*
W: "Don't say I didn't warn you." *Resigned*
*Squeak* *Thump*
J: "What's that supposed to mean?" *Indignant*
*Squeak* *Thump*
W: "You'll see soon enough."
*Squeak* *Thump*
J: "Is that a threat?"
*Squeak* *Thump*
W: "No, just a prediction."
*Squeak* *Clink* *Crash*
*Pause*
J: "Don't say it lad." *Petulant*
W: "Say what?" *Curious*
J: "That."
W: "What?"
J: "You know! That!"
W: "I have no idea what you're talking about Jack."
J: "Yes, you do."
W: "No, I don't."
*Pause*
J: "Fine, you can say it."
W: "I told you so." *Smug*
J: *Sigh* "Ye didn't have to sound so smug."
W: "Yes, I do."
J: "But still..."
W: "Jack? That's what you get for doing flips on the bed."
J: "But I was bored."
W: "So, you decided to jump on the bed?" *Disbelieving*
J: "Well, you were ignoring me. So, I had to entertain meself. And the bed was there, and looking oh, so fine, just begging to be... leapt upon."
W: *Put upon sigh* "You are such a child sometimes Jack."
*Silence*
W: "Jack?"
J: "What?"
W: "Stop that."
J: "Stop what?"
W: "That!"
J: "That?"
W: "Yes! That!"
J: "What that?"
W: "The lip thing."
J: "What lip thing?"
W: "With the one... sticking out."
J: "What's sticking out?"
W: "Jack!" *Scandalized*
J: "What?"
W: "Stop pouting!"
J: "I am not pouting." *Indignant*
W: "Jack? I grew up with Elizabeth."
J: "What does that have to do with anything?"
W: "It means, I know pouting when I see it."
J: "Well, I never." *Scandalized*
W: "Now, you just sound like Norrington."
J: "WHAT!?" *Squawk*
W: "You sound like Norrington."
J: "I do not!"
W: "Yes, you do. I have known Norrington just as long as I have known Elizabeth."
J: "Still, you have no idea what yer accusing me of, lad."
W: "Oh, I think I have some idea." *Smug*
J: "Just what is that supposed to mean, lad?"
W: "Nothing..." *Amused*
J: "Now, I know yer accusing me of something."
W: "And just what would that be?"
J: "That's what I'm asking ye, lad!"
W: "I have no idea what you might be insinuating that I am insinuating. Because, Jack, quite frankly I'm not insinuating anything, except that you're insinuating that I'm insinuating something."
*Silence*
W: "Jack?"
J: "What?"
W: "I asked you to stop that already."
J: "Stop what?"
W: "Aren't we going in a circle?"
J: "What are you insinuating?"
W: *Annoyed groan* *Thump*
J: "Will, me lad, are you alright?"
W: *Muffled* "Except that I'm spending my night with you..."
J: "So what _are_ you insinuating?"
W: "Jack?"
W: "Take a blanket and go to sleep."
J: "But..."
W: "No buts. Now."
J: "Fine, fine."
*Shuffling*
W: "Not the bed, Jack."
J: "But where, then?"
W: "Floor."
*Shuffle* *Shuffle*
*Pause*
J: "Will?"
W: "What?" *Annoyed*
J: "I'm bored."
W: "Jack?"
J: "Yes, me lad?"
W: "That's what got you sleeping on the floor in the first place." *muttered* "Why did I agree to share a room with him?"
J: "Ye know ye love me, lad."
*Silence*
J: "Me lad?"
*Silence*
J: "Will?"
*Silence*
J: "William?" *Worried*
*Silence*
J: "William Turner?" *Really worried*
W: "Shut up, lay still, and go to sleep."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Author's Note: I know that was fucked. But you have to admit funny. And the sad thing is I can see it. Anyway Read, Review all that good stuff, but most of all tell your friends. And maybe I'll write a sequel about _why_ they are sharing a room, and where. But I do know... vaguely.
Chapter: 1/1
Author: Danyella Skyler Silverfire
Website: None
Rating: PG
Genre(s): Humor
Pairing(s): Possible future Will/Jack, or maybe the other way around
Summary: Squeak, thump. Will's not happy with Jack.
Warnings: Bed abuse, miniscule innuendo (Where's Waldo?), minor Norrington abuse, Will abuse, Jack abuse. But don't worry they're all okay.
Disclaimer: I don't own them though I wish I did.
Authors Note: This is exactly the same as previously posted. The only difference is that I put in who's saying what.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
*Squeak* *Thump*
W: "Jack?"
*Squeak* *Thump*
J: "Aye?"
*Squeak* *Thump*
W: "Stop that."
*Squeak* *Thump*
J: "Stop what?"
*Squeak* *Thump*
W: "That!"
*Pause*
J: "This?"
*Squeak* *Thump*
W: "YES!"
J: "But I like doing that."
W: "Well, I don't like you doing that!"
J: "Why not?"
W: "Because."
*Squeak* *Thump*
W: "I said stop that!"
*Squeak* *Thump*
J: "Give me a good reason and mayhap I will."
*Squeak* *Thump*
W: "Jaaack..." *Warning tone*
*Squeak* *Thump*
J: "Yesss...?" *Mocking tone*
*Squeak* *Thump*
W: "If you don't stop I remove it."
*Squeak* *Thump*
J: "That... could be interesting."
*Squeak* *Thump*
W: "With tongs?"
*Pause*
J: "You wouldn't!"
W: "Try me." *Deadpan*
*Squeak* *Thump*
W: "Jack?"
*Squeak* *Thump*
J: "Aye, Will?"
*Squeak* *Thump*
W: "Don't say I didn't warn you." *Resigned*
*Squeak* *Thump*
J: "What's that supposed to mean?" *Indignant*
*Squeak* *Thump*
W: "You'll see soon enough."
*Squeak* *Thump*
J: "Is that a threat?"
*Squeak* *Thump*
W: "No, just a prediction."
*Squeak* *Clink* *Crash*
*Pause*
J: "Don't say it lad." *Petulant*
W: "Say what?" *Curious*
J: "That."
W: "What?"
J: "You know! That!"
W: "I have no idea what you're talking about Jack."
J: "Yes, you do."
W: "No, I don't."
*Pause*
J: "Fine, you can say it."
W: "I told you so." *Smug*
J: *Sigh* "Ye didn't have to sound so smug."
W: "Yes, I do."
J: "But still..."
W: "Jack? That's what you get for doing flips on the bed."
J: "But I was bored."
W: "So, you decided to jump on the bed?" *Disbelieving*
J: "Well, you were ignoring me. So, I had to entertain meself. And the bed was there, and looking oh, so fine, just begging to be... leapt upon."
W: *Put upon sigh* "You are such a child sometimes Jack."
*Silence*
W: "Jack?"
J: "What?"
W: "Stop that."
J: "Stop what?"
W: "That!"
J: "That?"
W: "Yes! That!"
J: "What that?"
W: "The lip thing."
J: "What lip thing?"
W: "With the one... sticking out."
J: "What's sticking out?"
W: "Jack!" *Scandalized*
J: "What?"
W: "Stop pouting!"
J: "I am not pouting." *Indignant*
W: "Jack? I grew up with Elizabeth."
J: "What does that have to do with anything?"
W: "It means, I know pouting when I see it."
J: "Well, I never." *Scandalized*
W: "Now, you just sound like Norrington."
J: "WHAT!?" *Squawk*
W: "You sound like Norrington."
J: "I do not!"
W: "Yes, you do. I have known Norrington just as long as I have known Elizabeth."
J: "Still, you have no idea what yer accusing me of, lad."
W: "Oh, I think I have some idea." *Smug*
J: "Just what is that supposed to mean, lad?"
W: "Nothing..." *Amused*
J: "Now, I know yer accusing me of something."
W: "And just what would that be?"
J: "That's what I'm asking ye, lad!"
W: "I have no idea what you might be insinuating that I am insinuating. Because, Jack, quite frankly I'm not insinuating anything, except that you're insinuating that I'm insinuating something."
*Silence*
W: "Jack?"
J: "What?"
W: "I asked you to stop that already."
J: "Stop what?"
W: "Aren't we going in a circle?"
J: "What are you insinuating?"
W: *Annoyed groan* *Thump*
J: "Will, me lad, are you alright?"
W: *Muffled* "Except that I'm spending my night with you..."
J: "So what _are_ you insinuating?"
W: "Jack?"
W: "Take a blanket and go to sleep."
J: "But..."
W: "No buts. Now."
J: "Fine, fine."
*Shuffling*
W: "Not the bed, Jack."
J: "But where, then?"
W: "Floor."
*Shuffle* *Shuffle*
*Pause*
J: "Will?"
W: "What?" *Annoyed*
J: "I'm bored."
W: "Jack?"
J: "Yes, me lad?"
W: "That's what got you sleeping on the floor in the first place." *muttered* "Why did I agree to share a room with him?"
J: "Ye know ye love me, lad."
*Silence*
J: "Me lad?"
*Silence*
J: "Will?"
*Silence*
J: "William?" *Worried*
*Silence*
J: "William Turner?" *Really worried*
W: "Shut up, lay still, and go to sleep."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Author's Note: I know that was fucked. But you have to admit funny. And the sad thing is I can see it. Anyway Read, Review all that good stuff, but most of all tell your friends. And maybe I'll write a sequel about _why_ they are sharing a room, and where. But I do know... vaguely.