The kiwi, the can opener...and, JACK!
AN: my OTHER friend came up with this idea so I give credit to Phonexblade here... I don't own anything!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!! Well especially Jack...because he belongs to my friend hellbound666...he's her jackipoo...but other than that everything from pirates belongs to Disney or sum other people.... YAY!! Well...here goes a completely random story...it is random...not randomness...it a random story!!!! YAY!! Randomness is good!!! Ok...u probably don't want to hear me babble anymore...on with the story...o yah...one last thing the kiwi in this story is a fruit...
Chapter 1: I DEMAND TRIBUTE!!!
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Jack was wandering around after a long journey from the black pearl and the curse of the Aztec gold. He was tired and after a long journey, in terrible need of a rest. He was walking in the jungles of Africa, looking for a bungalow or something he could rest in for some time. But as he was walking along, he ran into this very odd thing sticking up out of the ground...it was...A TALKING CAN OPENER!!!! Jack was stunned by what he saw. HE slowly approached the strange, small, silvery object as if it were an alien.
"I DEMAND tribute! I DEMAND tribute!" it robotically said over and over again.
"Tribute eh?" asked Jack.
He wondered what the can opener could actually DO, so he got some empty rum bottles and nudged them slowly towards the strange can opener.
"Tribute paid. I will grant you one wish." Said the can opener.
"OOH!! I wish I felt better," said Jack.
"Okay." Said the can opener as he started to fill up the rum bottles.
"I feel better already!" Jack exclaimed, rushing to drink his beloved rum.
As Jack was finishing his precious rum, Will, Elizabeth, and Norrington came rushing through the forest. Jack grabbed 'his' IdemandTributeCanOpener and rushed for the nearest hammock he could find which obviously was in the middle of nowhere.
"What are all ye people in such a hurry fer?" asked a very confuzzled Jack.
"RUN!" Screamed Will.
"The Magenta Kiwi of Antarctica is chasing us!" Said Elizabeth breathlessly.
Commodore Norrington had a very...let's say DIFFERENT reason for running. "AAHH!!! The ducks of doom...are crawling up my pants!!!!!"
"Great Norrington, the ugliest Commodore in the Universe!" taunted Elizabeth.
"WAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! I'm telling my mommy!!!"
"Oh! So now, it's ugly crybaby Commodore! Who is really sixty years old!!!"
"You think I'm sixty? WOW!!! How nice!!! I'm actually seventy-two years old..."
"Then one hundred years old..."
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"I demand TRIBUTE!!!!" exclaimed the robotic can opener in Jack's hands.
"Heheheh...He wants tribute!" said Jack.
"No duh!" said Will, throwing Elizabeth to the can opener
"Tribute paid...I will grant each of you one wish." Proclaimed the IdTaco (IdemandTributeCanOpener...he likes tacos...)
"Ooh! Ooh! I want to be an elf!" asked...or more so...demanded Will.
"Ok...your name is now Legolas."
"I wish I was young!" cried the commodore.
"Sorry...cannot grant wish...you must pay as tribute."
"NOOOOOO!"
The IdTaco grinded up Norrington' s wig, hat, and left hand. (Sorry KT!)
"WAAA!!!!!!!!! I'm telling my mommy!!!!!"
"Who cares mate? It's my turn to make a wish now." Aid jack pushing through the crowd, "I wish for a pet hamster...that knows Karate!"
The IdTaco just granted Jack's wish in time...As the hamster appeared, this small magenta ball, that smelled VERY fruity rolled up behind them...
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AN: That's the first chappie...not too short I hope!! What is that magenta ball? Review for more!! More reviews=longer chapters! Kk? I will update next week...Can we try to set a record for reviews for one chapter? So far it's seven...Let's try to send eight reviews for one chappie in a week...ready set GO!!!
AN: my OTHER friend came up with this idea so I give credit to Phonexblade here... I don't own anything!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!! Well especially Jack...because he belongs to my friend hellbound666...he's her jackipoo...but other than that everything from pirates belongs to Disney or sum other people.... YAY!! Well...here goes a completely random story...it is random...not randomness...it a random story!!!! YAY!! Randomness is good!!! Ok...u probably don't want to hear me babble anymore...on with the story...o yah...one last thing the kiwi in this story is a fruit...
Chapter 1: I DEMAND TRIBUTE!!!
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Jack was wandering around after a long journey from the black pearl and the curse of the Aztec gold. He was tired and after a long journey, in terrible need of a rest. He was walking in the jungles of Africa, looking for a bungalow or something he could rest in for some time. But as he was walking along, he ran into this very odd thing sticking up out of the ground...it was...A TALKING CAN OPENER!!!! Jack was stunned by what he saw. HE slowly approached the strange, small, silvery object as if it were an alien.
"I DEMAND tribute! I DEMAND tribute!" it robotically said over and over again.
"Tribute eh?" asked Jack.
He wondered what the can opener could actually DO, so he got some empty rum bottles and nudged them slowly towards the strange can opener.
"Tribute paid. I will grant you one wish." Said the can opener.
"OOH!! I wish I felt better," said Jack.
"Okay." Said the can opener as he started to fill up the rum bottles.
"I feel better already!" Jack exclaimed, rushing to drink his beloved rum.
As Jack was finishing his precious rum, Will, Elizabeth, and Norrington came rushing through the forest. Jack grabbed 'his' IdemandTributeCanOpener and rushed for the nearest hammock he could find which obviously was in the middle of nowhere.
"What are all ye people in such a hurry fer?" asked a very confuzzled Jack.
"RUN!" Screamed Will.
"The Magenta Kiwi of Antarctica is chasing us!" Said Elizabeth breathlessly.
Commodore Norrington had a very...let's say DIFFERENT reason for running. "AAHH!!! The ducks of doom...are crawling up my pants!!!!!"
"Great Norrington, the ugliest Commodore in the Universe!" taunted Elizabeth.
"WAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! I'm telling my mommy!!!"
"Oh! So now, it's ugly crybaby Commodore! Who is really sixty years old!!!"
"You think I'm sixty? WOW!!! How nice!!! I'm actually seventy-two years old..."
"Then one hundred years old..."
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"I demand TRIBUTE!!!!" exclaimed the robotic can opener in Jack's hands.
"Heheheh...He wants tribute!" said Jack.
"No duh!" said Will, throwing Elizabeth to the can opener
"Tribute paid...I will grant each of you one wish." Proclaimed the IdTaco (IdemandTributeCanOpener...he likes tacos...)
"Ooh! Ooh! I want to be an elf!" asked...or more so...demanded Will.
"Ok...your name is now Legolas."
"I wish I was young!" cried the commodore.
"Sorry...cannot grant wish...you must pay as tribute."
"NOOOOOO!"
The IdTaco grinded up Norrington' s wig, hat, and left hand. (Sorry KT!)
"WAAA!!!!!!!!! I'm telling my mommy!!!!!"
"Who cares mate? It's my turn to make a wish now." Aid jack pushing through the crowd, "I wish for a pet hamster...that knows Karate!"
The IdTaco just granted Jack's wish in time...As the hamster appeared, this small magenta ball, that smelled VERY fruity rolled up behind them...
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AN: That's the first chappie...not too short I hope!! What is that magenta ball? Review for more!! More reviews=longer chapters! Kk? I will update next week...Can we try to set a record for reviews for one chapter? So far it's seven...Let's try to send eight reviews for one chappie in a week...ready set GO!!!