I've gotten so many reviews!!! And all positive, except 4 that "wtf?" which by the way, person who sent that, I'm ok with constructive critism but that did not exactly help me improve as an author. If you;d like to elaborate, that would be good. ;-)! So anyway EVERYONE READING THIS as SOON as you finish you MUST REVIEW!!! Review review! Hehe I am obsessed with reviews! So thanks to my faithful reviewers, right now I'm at school so I can't list them! *much love*
"Hurry!" Jon said as he peeked around the corner to avoid pirates seeing the escape. It was right about then that it hit him that, with them being out in the middle of the ocean, it might be just a tad difficult to escape. He mentioned this to the others.
"Never fear! For I, PETER POT, am here! I will save the day in just a moment, please hold your applause!" he said, striking a pose and putting on his 'fearless yet charming' look (he had been practicing his "looks" in the mirror for weeks). Peter snapped twice, looking aaround expectantly. Nothing happened. He snapped again, still nothing. "Do not fear, children! Just some-er- technical difficulties!" Lil' Tink rolled her eyes.
"Yo, foo'! I installed a PASSWORD last week so no one could just go hackin' into da system! Ya hea'?"
"Um...yea?" Peter replied, looking a little confused.
"Bling bling!" shouted Lil' Tink, snapping twice.
"Who would have guessed that password?" Wendy said sarcastically under her breath. Suddenly everyone gasped, in unison of course, as a big golden ship flew down and landed on the deck. Once they had all boarded, Peter decided to introduce them to the crew.
"Here, my friends, is the captain, Captain Enterprise." he leaned a little closer to them, whispering, "He likes Star Trek."
"Just smile and nod." Jon whispered to Wendy. They both, in unison, smiled and nodded. It looked extremely weird.
"Hooch hala lee chong-chong gimmer baba!" The Captain said to them. "Reemasi waba fraba!"
"He speaks Clingon." Peter said matter-pf-factly at their puzzled expressions. Clingon, alas, was the language spoken on Star Trek. True fact.
"Watchi tok bon bon relaly?" the captain inquired.
"Let me introduce myself," said a shipmate, stepping foward, "I am Pedro. I speak Clingon and English, and Ghetto as well," he added, winking at Lil' Tink. She groaned and flew elsewhere. "So I can be your translator. Captain Enterprise says "Hello, good passengers. How are you pine tree?" Jon and Wendy looked at each other.
Wendy looked at Pedro "Um-" she started
"OKAY!! You got me!!! You talked me into confessing! You persuaded me! Please! Have mercy!!!"
"What are you talking abo-"
"OKAY I ADMIT IT!! I'm not really a translator! I just use this damn Clingon-English dictionary! I got it at Dollar-Mart! I'm a fraud! A FRAUD, I say!" He suddenly started sobbing uncontrollably and ran to the edge of the boat and abondoned ship, in a vain attempt to take his own life. Unfortunately, they were still parked safely on the deck on the larger pirate ship. He sheepishly climbed back onboard, a little bruised up, and slouched into his cabin, not to be seen again until dinner.
"Hurry!" Jon said as he peeked around the corner to avoid pirates seeing the escape. It was right about then that it hit him that, with them being out in the middle of the ocean, it might be just a tad difficult to escape. He mentioned this to the others.
"Never fear! For I, PETER POT, am here! I will save the day in just a moment, please hold your applause!" he said, striking a pose and putting on his 'fearless yet charming' look (he had been practicing his "looks" in the mirror for weeks). Peter snapped twice, looking aaround expectantly. Nothing happened. He snapped again, still nothing. "Do not fear, children! Just some-er- technical difficulties!" Lil' Tink rolled her eyes.
"Yo, foo'! I installed a PASSWORD last week so no one could just go hackin' into da system! Ya hea'?"
"Um...yea?" Peter replied, looking a little confused.
"Bling bling!" shouted Lil' Tink, snapping twice.
"Who would have guessed that password?" Wendy said sarcastically under her breath. Suddenly everyone gasped, in unison of course, as a big golden ship flew down and landed on the deck. Once they had all boarded, Peter decided to introduce them to the crew.
"Here, my friends, is the captain, Captain Enterprise." he leaned a little closer to them, whispering, "He likes Star Trek."
"Just smile and nod." Jon whispered to Wendy. They both, in unison, smiled and nodded. It looked extremely weird.
"Hooch hala lee chong-chong gimmer baba!" The Captain said to them. "Reemasi waba fraba!"
"He speaks Clingon." Peter said matter-pf-factly at their puzzled expressions. Clingon, alas, was the language spoken on Star Trek. True fact.
"Watchi tok bon bon relaly?" the captain inquired.
"Let me introduce myself," said a shipmate, stepping foward, "I am Pedro. I speak Clingon and English, and Ghetto as well," he added, winking at Lil' Tink. She groaned and flew elsewhere. "So I can be your translator. Captain Enterprise says "Hello, good passengers. How are you pine tree?" Jon and Wendy looked at each other.
Wendy looked at Pedro "Um-" she started
"OKAY!! You got me!!! You talked me into confessing! You persuaded me! Please! Have mercy!!!"
"What are you talking abo-"
"OKAY I ADMIT IT!! I'm not really a translator! I just use this damn Clingon-English dictionary! I got it at Dollar-Mart! I'm a fraud! A FRAUD, I say!" He suddenly started sobbing uncontrollably and ran to the edge of the boat and abondoned ship, in a vain attempt to take his own life. Unfortunately, they were still parked safely on the deck on the larger pirate ship. He sheepishly climbed back onboard, a little bruised up, and slouched into his cabin, not to be seen again until dinner.