Note: Since we got so many reviews, we'll continue. This chapter might be a
little stupid, though. And, uh, we no own.
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Elizabeth Turner (guess what, she's married) sat down a large bowl of porridge on the table and said with a confused tone, "I had a weird dream last night. Barbosa was alive and, well, he was wearing. . ."
"A corset?" Will finished for her. He looked at the porridge, which was now starting to bubble. "Er? Is it supposed to be doing that?"
Suddenly, Jack Sparrow- er - Captain Jack Sparrow's head appeared in the porridge. He looked around the room from Will to Elizabeth who had given a loud shriek of surprise.
"Hello," Jack said brightly.
"What? How? Eh? What are you doing here?" Elizabeth asked, regaining her sanity after the shock.
Jack, who was now trying to pull himself out of the porridge, looked at Will. "Barbosa's back," he said. "Quite interesting, eh? He's got a new method of toughening his men to-ow!" Jack had fallen out of the porridge and knocked over the table. "Yes, well," he continued, "it seems Barbosa takes things too literal. His men are now wearing corsets."
Will stared at his wife who shrugged.
"I didn't mean it!" Elizabeth stammered.
"Actually," said Jack, "it's the best thing you could've done! Barbosa keeps cutting off his blood circulation with that thing. Maybe he'll kill himself." He sniffed the porridge and added, "You shouldn't eat this."
Elizabeth now had her hands on her hips. "Of course we won't!" she yelled. "We just had a filthy pirate crawl out of it!"
"No, it's not that. Don't you know if you eat porridge, a little girl will come steal it?" Jack asked. He staggered over a table leg.
"You're drunk on rum," Will pointed out.
The pirate looked offended. "No- well- yes, but that's not the point!" he spluttered.
As if on cue a little blonde-haired girl ran through the Turner's door, grabbed their porridge, and ran away, screaming, "This is just right!"
"Well, now that THAT'S settled, let's go!" Jack cried. He stepped forward majestically, but ended up tripping over another table leg.
Will and Elizabeth looked at each other and silently agreed that they should go. After all, the pirates were acting a little- I mean- A LOT crazy.
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Elizabeth Turner (guess what, she's married) sat down a large bowl of porridge on the table and said with a confused tone, "I had a weird dream last night. Barbosa was alive and, well, he was wearing. . ."
"A corset?" Will finished for her. He looked at the porridge, which was now starting to bubble. "Er? Is it supposed to be doing that?"
Suddenly, Jack Sparrow- er - Captain Jack Sparrow's head appeared in the porridge. He looked around the room from Will to Elizabeth who had given a loud shriek of surprise.
"Hello," Jack said brightly.
"What? How? Eh? What are you doing here?" Elizabeth asked, regaining her sanity after the shock.
Jack, who was now trying to pull himself out of the porridge, looked at Will. "Barbosa's back," he said. "Quite interesting, eh? He's got a new method of toughening his men to-ow!" Jack had fallen out of the porridge and knocked over the table. "Yes, well," he continued, "it seems Barbosa takes things too literal. His men are now wearing corsets."
Will stared at his wife who shrugged.
"I didn't mean it!" Elizabeth stammered.
"Actually," said Jack, "it's the best thing you could've done! Barbosa keeps cutting off his blood circulation with that thing. Maybe he'll kill himself." He sniffed the porridge and added, "You shouldn't eat this."
Elizabeth now had her hands on her hips. "Of course we won't!" she yelled. "We just had a filthy pirate crawl out of it!"
"No, it's not that. Don't you know if you eat porridge, a little girl will come steal it?" Jack asked. He staggered over a table leg.
"You're drunk on rum," Will pointed out.
The pirate looked offended. "No- well- yes, but that's not the point!" he spluttered.
As if on cue a little blonde-haired girl ran through the Turner's door, grabbed their porridge, and ran away, screaming, "This is just right!"
"Well, now that THAT'S settled, let's go!" Jack cried. He stepped forward majestically, but ended up tripping over another table leg.
Will and Elizabeth looked at each other and silently agreed that they should go. After all, the pirates were acting a little- I mean- A LOT crazy.