Title: Maggascotchi
Authors: I Seek World Domination and lakerlover
Genre: Humor/Humor
Rating: Pg
Disclaimer: I have about five files on this computer filled with Jack Sparrow pictures. If I owned the real thing, I wouldn't bother with the pictures. We do not claim rights to anything that doesn't belong to us. Ha! You still can't sue!
A/N: I Seek World Domination: I don't think this has been done before...and I know I said last chapter was the end, and it was, but this is sorta like an epilogue...yeah...hey, but if you didn't read all other chappies—stop here! Half of this won't make sense! Okie, anyways, read on to see for yourself...
Chapter Seven "Cast Demands Reviews"
Arnold Schwartzenegger:
I know all you Americans and Californians are sitting at your computer chair and reading this. But you will not stop there. Please review for the good of your country! God bless reviews and God bless America! And remember to vote for Arnold. Thank you.
Elizabeth:
You mean to tell me, that after reading ALL ABOUT everyone's little ADVENTURE, you STILL haven't reviewed?! What's wrong with you people?! More stress you cause me! I can't take this anymore...I need a vacation from this mess...and lemon meringue...my idiot father...my newly-found brothers...that smelly donkey...and Will...HOW ABOUT PEOPLE IN GENERAL?!?!?!?!?!
Will:
Mksdfh dsfihf fkfd dfhb djhf ddkh...Mmmm...this lemon meringue is the BEST! Okay, anyway, it's been two weeks since we've found out the truth about "Maggascotchi," and still we only have twelve reviews. Norrington's getting cranky. And Elizabeth's eyebrow is looking very irritable lately... That's why I've taken a break from my wonderful dessert to tell you to........................ PLEASE review! PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE! We are not groveling. Just encouraging you. YAY! Now, back to my lemon meringue...
Norrington:
At the moment, I would be home admiring myself, but we are renovating my house for the new Ice Cream Parlor. So. I will take this time to ask you kindly to review. Now. RIGHT now. What's taking you so long?!?!?! And if you don't, beware the wrath of the British Royal Navy! MWAHAHAHAHAHA! CANNONS! A DOUBLE DIP WITH SPRINKLES! No, I don't have a problem. I DON'T HAVE A PROBLEM!
Gillette:
...o0...Anywhos...if you happen to have any information concerning my biological mother, please feel free to send in a review containing your valuable knowledge. [Seriously, give us some ideas...trust us, they won't be any weirder than what we've thought of already...] And while you're doing that, comment on the story because you're driving the authors even more crazy—if that's possible—by not replying. If the message is specifically for me, I'll get back to you ASAP, but as for now I'm going on a fun trip with my brother!
Norrington:
A search for our biological mother...
Gillette:
Yeah...but also a bonding experience!
Norrington:
Where, I'm afraid to ask, are we headed?
Gillette:
Well, I know this great place called the Skull and Crossbones...
Jack:
'Ey! More money fer me! flashes gold-speckled smile But, sadly, I can't buy yer reviews, so ye'll jess hafta write 'em from yer own heart, savvy? Tell ya wot, mate, if ya review, Gibbs'll be buyin' you a drink next time yer in Tortuga—
Gibbs:
Jack, wot makes ye think they'll be buyin' that?
Jack:
Ye've forgotten: I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, mate!
Gibbs:
-- Silly me...
Jack:
Anyway, the point 'ere, mates, is te send in a review fer the poor luvs who wrote dis story, and you'll all remember this as the day ye reviewed fer Captain Jack Sparrow!
Donkey:
CLIP CLOP CLIP. Maybe that gallon of ice cream I ate before from Norrington's Ice Cream Parlor (don't tell him, please) might be giving me brain freeze, but I cannot grasp your objective behind not reviewing such a well-written story. The motifs, the characterization, the stratagem for going about the script for God's sake! What must be done to persuade you to review? Please explain an answer in a review, if you'd be so kind, and make clear the motive of your insensibility. Thank you, that is all. CLIP CLOP CLIP.
Barbossa:
Well, I'm not too fond ov da Port Royal jail cells, but dey were kind 'nough te let me talk te ye fer jess a minute. It ge's lonely down 'ere. Da only thing 'at keeps me comp'ny is yer reviews...but, as ye can see, I'm still a lonely pirate...only twelve reviews...so, make me, well as e'eryone else a happy bloke an' send in a review.
Governor Swann:
I miss my pink wig. But I miss your reviews even more. I'll be so lonely once my boys go out looking for their biological mother, and I fear I might go insane. Truly. So, if you'll be so nice as to give me your thoughts about anything about this story, I'll even give you the key to Port Royal.
Arnold Schwartzenegger:
Hey. I'll give you the key to California.
Governor Swann:
Darn. Can't compete with that. Anyway, give us a review!
Harbormaster:
Well, after havin' one of my fine ships sink (the Jackson Michael for all of you who don't remember) I've been forced to band any pink-wig wearing idiots or narcissist Commodores from the docks. But I haven't banned all you wonderful people who'd like to send a review—or rent one of my lovely ships. Let's see, those available now include: J.L Martha (perfect for those illegal business trips), The Kerry Ferry (and trust me, the men who have sailed her before still sail her now), and, how can you forget a ship as grand as The Toby McGuire (though you might need some bug spray—a few spiders on that ship)...But not to worry! You'll be just fine! So tell me what you think of the story, and which ship you'd like to rent! Commandeering will not be tolerated.
Jack:
-- Darn...bloody harbormaster...
Cotton:
...
Jack:
Wot woz 'at, Cotton?
Cotton:
...
Jack:
Riiiiiiiight...o0
Cotton's parrot:
cawing Want more reviews! Want more reviews!
Jack:
Ohhhhhhhhhhhh... Alright-y 'en, mates. So, send some reviews an' make these sassy authors happy, savvy? Now, I best be goin' 'fore that bloody Norrington hangs me...see ya later, mate!
Cotton:
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A/N: I Seek World Domination: Darn, that Cotton always gets the last word...lol...Ummm...do I even need to say this??? PLEASE REVIEW! Thanx, and maaaayyyybbbeee ttyl...my sis and I aren't sure about our next story...so...yeah...oh, and for the New Music Breakdown on B104, vote for Bowling For Soup and their song "1985." IT'S AAAWWWEEESSSOOOMMMEEE! Okies...I'm okays...buh bye now! Ya'll come back now, ya hear?