(A/N: Thanks again to all of my reviewers! ^_^ I won't be able to update as often as I would like because school started again and I won't have as much time. Sorry! It's time once again for me to shamelessly whore myself out for reviews. Please, please read and review my other fic, Reverse Parody. Thank you very much! ^_^ Oh and by the way, the other two Johnny Depp characters that I used in the last chapter will be revealed... at the end of this chapter!! *evil laugh* Now you have to read! ^_^)

Disclaimer: Unfortunately I still own nada except for Isabelle. She's my little demon. ^_^

"Isabelle!" Jack had just finished searching the entire house for the ninth time. "Will's going to kill me. That's all there is to it." He shook his head. "No way are you going to let that eunuch kill you." He corrected himself after a pause. "I've got to stop talking to meself." He mumbled.

He flopped onto the couch, trying to think of either places Isabelle might be or how to escape the house with as little bodily harm inflicted as possible. As he mapping out the quickest escape route, he heard a small giggle coming from the closet.

"Now that's interesting." Jack mused, getting up and flinging open the closet door. He saw Isabelle happily sitting on the ground playing with the toy that Jack had given her earlier. She looked up at him and laughed.

"Ack! Ack!" She pointed at him with a huge grin. She got up and meandered over to the couch.

"What were you doing in there?" Jack demanded, following her to couch. Isabelle shrugged and gave him an innocent look.

"Hid and eek!" She explained. Jack just stared at her blankly.

"Oh. Hide and seek. Hide and seek. Aye. Well it would be nice if I knew ABOUT THIS GAME!" Jack yelled. "Oh no. You can go off and have the time of your little life in the closet while I'm out here, worried to death, searching the entire house NINE TIMES, and talking to meself!" He continued.

Isabelle whimpered and began crying again.

"Not this again." Jack groaned and picked her up. "Listen, I didn't mean it. I was just worried, that's all." He tried to calm her down. "Don't cry. Please? Stop!" He pleaded again with her, but to no use. She kept hollering.

"It's okay. It's okay. Just let me know when you want to play a game so I'm not out here worrying myself sick and looking all over for you and oh my God, I've turned into Will." Jack cringed at the last part. Isabelle stopped crying and smiled. "So you forgive me?" He asked.

"Ack!" Isabelle nodded and even gave him a little hug before struggling to get down.

"Now you stay here this time, alright? No more hide and seek. Nearly gave me a bloody heart attack." Jack put her down. She ran to a small basket of toys and dumped them all onto the floor, playing peacefully with them. Jack sighed happily and sat on the couch. "Now this I can do." He murmured.

Suddenly Isabelle started to cry again. "What? What's the matter?" Jack jumped up. Isabelle just kept screaming and pointed to her mouth. "Your mouth?" Jack looked confused. She nodded.

"'Ooh!" She exclaimed. Jack was still baffled. "Ooth!" She cried and pointed incessantly to the inside of her mouth.

"Ooth. Tooth! Teething!" Jack cheered when he finally mastered the language code devised by a two-year-old. "You're teething." He nodded confidently. "Well I have something for that." He pulled out a small flask, opened it, and dipped his finger in.

"NO!" Isabelle screamed and ran away from him when he tried to stick his finger in her mouth.

"It'll help! A little rum on the gums always helps teething!" Jack exclaimed, chasing her around. He finally caught her and held her down. He gently rubbed some rum on her gums, only stopping when she bit him.

"OW! I'm just trying to help. Oh wait. Maybe it wasn't rum. Maybe it was brandy." He put her down, trying to remember and watched as a goofy, but serene look came over her face. She laughed and pointed to his flask.

"Mo! Mo!" Isabelle opened her mouth. "No. No more. Too much wouldn't be good." Jack put the top back on the flask.

"MO!" Isabelle said and attempted to take it from him. She and Jack tugged on it for a while before she let go, causing him to fly back into the wall. He hit his head and was out of it for minute. Isabelle seized the opportunity to take the flask, work off the cap, and take a little drink.

"Ow!" Jack shook his head, coming back to reality. "NO!" He cried, snatching the flask from Isabelle and putting it in his pocket. He was a bit late though. She had already consumed a good amount at least for a two-year-old.

Isabelle stood up woozily and walked back to the couch. She fell back and spilled to the floor. She just giggled and got back up.

"She's drunk." Jack shook his head unbelievingly. "First I nearly lose her and then I get her drunk. Will's going to be thrilled." He added sarcastically.

Isabelle came up to him and tugged on his shirt. "Ack! Toy!" She was still really wobbly and pointed half-heartedly to the basket of toys still sprawled out on the floor.

"What about the toys?" Jack asked, still trying to figure out how he could have let a two-year-old get drunk off of rum. He silently cursed his obsession with the delicious red drink. Or at least the makers of it for adding alcohol.

"Lots!" Isabelle grinned and laughed.

"Maybe you should lie down. Take a nap. Sleep this all off." Jack suggested. Isabelle shook her head and fell down again.

"Nap no!" She cried and tried to run away, only succeeding in hitting a wall. Jack cringed slightly at the sound of the impact. "Ow." She snickered, rubbing her head.

"Okay. Let's get you off of yer feet, you little alcoholic." Jack picked her up and tried to get her to fall asleep.

"No nap!" She screamed and tried once again to get away. Jack held on to her tightly.

"No nap, just rest so you don't kill yourself." He said. He gently cradled and rocked her.

"No! 'Top!" She said, smashing her tiny fist into Jack's shoulder.

"Oh wonderful. Yer a violent drunk." Jack mumbled. He noticed that her eyes were beginning to slide shut. "Luckily for me, yer also a tired one." He smiled.

Isabelle tried her best to stay awake. "No nap. Nap no. No." She mumbled as she drifted off to sleep.

"So glad that's over." Jack sighed and sat back on the couch, careful not to wake Isabelle.

"Now what?" He asked himself, shrugged, and just sat back, enjoying the momentary peace and quiet.

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(A/N: Well hopefully you enjoyed the drunken antics of a two-year-old. ^_^ Now, as promised, here are the two references to other Johnny Depp characters in the last chapter. *drum roll* Our first reference is:

Mort Rainey (Secret Window)! Mort talks to himself and Jack is talking to himself. Kinda lame, I know.

Second Reference:

Agent Sands (Once Upon a Time in Mexico)! "Okay, Okay. I'm going to freak right out." Jack murmured, trying to calm himself. That line sound familiar? Hehe)

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