YAY! Someone else who liked the show! Shame they canceled it... anyway, here you go, enjoy! Dadaduhdadaduhdadaduh... and really bad eggs....
"Well, I have to say, mates, not many people seem to notice me anymore," the ghost remarked as he wondered jauntily around the room,"I suppose being dead has something to do with that, but even so..."
"Well, ah... that's a long story," Scotty answered,"Basicly we found this amulet that lets us see ghosts. But we have to help all the ghosts we find make it back to the beyond by doing whatever they ask."
"Scotty!" Vaughn and Jane hissed at him in unison.
"You just HAD to tell him, didn't you?" Vaughn glared.
"So, you have to do WHATEVER I tell you?" The ghost asked, suddenly very interested.
"No," Jane amended,"We only have to do the one thing that'll get you to be at peace. So what is it, so we can get this over with?"
"Maybe I should introduce meself first, savvy?" he held up a hand,"Captian Jack Sparrow, of the Black Pearl, the most infamous pirate vessel in the Caribbean Sea."
He bowed, sweeping off his worn black hat.
"Uh... I'm Vaughn, that's Jane and that's Scotty," Vaughn offered,"So, what's your demand?"
"All business, you blokes... Well, the one thing that would make me happy... If you could find the Pearl for me..." he grinned.
"Wait, the Pearl. As in your ship?" Vaughn looked up,"You want us to find a 600 year old pirate ship. How the hell are we supposed to do that?"
"Well, it seems to me that since you are the ones who are supposed to be putting me at rest, you should have figured that out, mates," Jack pointed decidedly. Jane glared in the way only an annoyed woman could. Jack backed off, pointing an accusing finger at her.
"Do NOT look at me like that! Elizabeth used to look at me like that... I had quite enough of her while I was alive! Thank God that she and Will moved on to the netherworlds or heaven or what have you. Alright, I think we can start in Tortuga. All you need to do, mates, is commandeer yourselves a ship. You all don't know how to do that by chance, do ye?"
"Dude, we're a rock band," Scotty pointed out.
"So that's a no?" Jack asked.
"Uh, yeah!" Jane threw up her hands in aspiration.
"I guess I'll have to walk you through it, then... Well, come on, the quicker we do this the quicker i'll be happy, and the quicker you can go about your business... whatever your business is."
So, yes, no, maybe? R&R, PLEASE! Oh, sorry I haven't updated in so long. Blame my memory and stupid hurricanesâ€.
Later, y'all!
