Disclaimer: I own nothing. Wait, I lied. I own a now failing grade in Algebra. And I like to pretend I own my sister.

Pillage plunder rifle and SPOOF

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Young Elizabeth: (singing) Yo Ho, Yo Ho, Yo Ho, Yo Ho, Yo Ho

Gibbs: Quiet missy! Bad luck to be singing only the beginning of a pirates song.

Young Elizabeth: Jingle Bells Jingle Bells Jingle Bells

Gibbs: Aye, that's better. Here, have a lemon Popsicle.

Norrington: Mr. Gibbs, that will do!

Gibbs: I was just rewarding the lass

Norrington: You know how young miss swann gets with to much sugar. Need I remind you about the parasol?

Young Elizabeth: I think it's rather exciting to eat Popsicles, and meet pirates!

Governor Swann: Norrington, I appreciate your fervor, but lets... lets not bring up the parasol episode again.

Young Elizabeth: But father, I really did see a parasol!

Governor Swann: yes, that's what concerns me.

Young Elizabeth: (turns towards the water) Look a parasol!

Norrington looks at Gibbs accusingly

Governor Swann: Now now Elizabeth. That's not funny. Come on, lets go below deck. puts his hand on her shoulder. His attention turns to the water Look, a boy! There's... ughff! elizabeth kicks him sharply in the shin

Young Elizabeth: That's my line thank you very much. cleans throat ermhum fixes hair Norrington and Gibbs look at each other in confusion -Sigh-Look, a boy. There is a boy. In the water.

Director: storms onto the set and hangs Elizabeth over the side of the ship We are not going to do this scene again princess. Say it!

Young Elizabeth: eyes fill up with fear Look, a boy! There's a boy in the water!

Gibbs- sighs finally! ... Man overboard!

Governor Swann: Fix it!

Gibbs: (sees burning ship) Holy Guacamolie!

Governor Swann: Norrington you have hardly any rank at all but I am completely incompetent so I order you to start spewing some nautical jargon. Elizabeth, take care of the boy, I would do it but... my wig might fall off.

Young Elizabeth: shaking the boy Yo, chap...wake up! Waaaaaake up! the boy springs to life, looking rather dizzy My name is Elizabeth, and I'll be watching over you.

Boy: stutters in fear W-w-w-ill Turner faints

Young Elizabeth: hmmm. Strange boy. begins to walk towards the edge of the ship Now what happened to my parasol?

Ship appears out of the fog

Young Elizabeth: No! Don't crush the parasol!

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