(A/N -- Ok people! Second chapter! Sorry it's a slow beginning, but chapter
three will get the story going good... well, really chapter four... but this is
how it happened! lol... Please read! Please review! Please Enjoy! lol... Thanks
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CHAPTER TWO: "Hideout? Playground? Pirates?! ARE YOU NUTS?!"
Lindsay and I agreed we were going to go out there and settle once and for all whom these people were. I approached the door, and attempted to talk to the Jack Imposter.
"Uh...Jack?" I said, listening carefully with my ear to the door. Hey, I had no idea what to call this guy...I didn't know who he really was. Another crash came from the kitchen before he answered.
"Captain Jack Sparrow," he said, correcting me.
"Uh, yeah...Captain Jack Sparrow. Um... we're coming out. You better move or we'll hit you with the door," I said. I didn't want to hit him and knock him out when we opened the door.
"Is that a threat?" Jack asked in a low, serious voice. We heard him pull out his gun. Lindsay and I ducked, shielding our heads.
"No, no, no!" Lindsay yelled. "We didn't want to hit you when we came out!" Jack finally put the gun back in its holster, and we opened the door. Behind the Jack Imposter was the Elizabeth Person, standing in the doorway of Lindsay's room. We motioned the to the couch, they cooperated (thank God), and sat down.
"Just sit here. Don't move," I told them.
"We'll be back in a second with your friend," Lindsay said.
"Here, read," I said, throwing a Teen People magazine at Jack. We rushed into the kitchen, leaving them examining the magazine. In the kitchen, the Will Wannabe was inspecting every pot, pan, utensil, and metal object there was in the kitchen. He turned when he heard us come in, and threw a fork into the big spaghetti pot. I know it was running through Lindsay's head as well as mine – 'Oh my God, he's so hot!'
"Umm... "Lindsay said. She was practically drooling...Eww... "Uh... living room? Couch... come, come sit on the living room couch," she finally spit out (Uh... what's with all the saliva talk? Something more sanitary?). Will smiled and walked past us, and into the living room. Lindsay was grinning ear to ear.
"He bumped me!" she whispered excitedly. I shook my head at her (Well, maybe she wasn't crazy... I'd do it if Jack bumped me...).
"You're about to interrogate these people. Stop grinning," I told her. She did, reluctantly. We walked into the living room. We stood in front of them, and Lindsay quickly shut off the T.V. and turned on the lights. The three of them squinted up at the light source.
"How – "
"Electricity and technology!" Lindsay shouted. "Not important!"
"Oh – "
"Shut up!" I screamed at the Will Wannabe. It was hard, yes, but we had obviously gotten to them, judging by their faces (haha... they looked funny).
"Okay," Lindsay said, "tell us the truth. Who are you?" Everyone looked around. The Jack Imposter finally stood up.
"Captain Jack Sparrow," he said putting his foot on the coffee table beside me. He looked up, as if trying to be heroic, his arm across his chest. He started telling us about his whole adventure to get the Black Pearl back when the Will Wannabe lost patience.
"Oh, shut up!" the Will Wannabe said pulling the Jack Imposter back onto the couch. The Jack Imposter shot him an evil look.
"Stupid welp," he muttered.
"I'm not a welp," the Will Wannabe said through gritted teeth. Welp... ignorant name, but still, very funny... Lindsay and I forced back our smiles, trying to uphold our serious look.
'And you," I said to the Will Wannabe. "Name and some background, pronto (don't ask what made me say 'pronto')."
"My name is William Turner," he replied. He stood up, and I nodded my head as he continued. "I'm a blacksmith in Port Royal, England."
"No, you're not!" the Jack Imposter interrupted loudly. "You're a welp!" Lindsay and I couldn't hold back our smiles that time. The Will Wannabe about pounced onto the Jack Imposter when he heard Lindsay clear her throat. He looked over at us (we had finally stopped smiling), and dropped his hands (he was gonna choke Jack, too).
"Sorry," the Will Wannabe said, regaining his self-control. He sat down quietly, and we turned to the Elizabeth Person.
"You," Lindsay shot out. "Name."
"Elizabeth Swann," she replied. "I'm Governor Swann's daughter (well, DUH!)." Lindsay and I exchanged looks. If they really were the characters and not the actors, this could get complicated...
"Lindsay, conference," I said. "Here, magazines. Read," I told Will and Elizabeth. I threw two more magazines at them, and then I met Lindsay in the kitchen. We decided to clean up the kitchen while we talked.
"I know it sounds crazy, but I think they're telling the truth." Lindsay collected all of the silverware in the spaghetti pot (only cuz Will threw a fork in it), and then replied.
"So do I," she said. "Wonder how they got here?" (Yeah, how did they get here? Oh well... this meant Jack was really here!)
"Who cares?" I asked Lindsay, shrugging. Lindsay agreed; who did care? Just so long as Will and Jack are there... ok, ok... enough fantasizing...
"Well, I don't think that's the problem," I said. "What about getting them back to where they came from? We've only got five weeks..."
"Five weeks is a long time!" Lindsay said. "They can stay for a while! Will bunks with me..."
"No... "I said, picking up the last few pots. "We need to keep these people under wraps... ya know... not tell anyone? We need a hideout..." I thought and thought...Lindsay's grandma comes home at 9am tomorrow, and we needed to hide them from her until we reached my house.
"The playground! We'll get down there before your grandma gets home, and then we'll go to my house!" Lindsay looked at me as if I were the stupidest thing she had ever seen (oh shut up... if my ideas are stupid, it's from hanging around her...).
"Hideout? Playground? Pirates?! ARE YOU NUTS?!" she yelled in a sarcastic voice. Okay... well, usually if she was this loud, I'd shut up... but you know me – I never know when to keep my mouth shut.
"We just keep them close," I said (the picture of Jack on a swing entered my mind... oh, creepy...). "Bring cards or something. I bet Jack knows Poker all too well."
"Ok," Lindsay sighed. "But we're out of here by 8 o'clock. Well, we're done," she said looking around the kitchen. That was a quick clean up... I peered side ways into the quiet living room. Hold on... quiet? Three pirates being quiet? I looked around the corner, and motioned Lindsay in.
Jack was sleeping on his arm, Will was resting on Jack's back, and Elizabeth was snuggled up to Will (aww...).
"They look like dominoes," I said, tilting my head to the side. Lindsay laughed, and I did, too. We turned off all the lights, and dived onto the air mattress, still giggling furiously.
"This summer will be unforgettable," I said looking from the pirates to Lindsay. She smiled up at them as I had done.
"I wish they could stay," she said sadly. Well, I sort of did, too, but what would my parents think?
"You know they can't," I said. "We'll just have all the fun while it lasts!" Lindsay still frowned. "Good night," I said. "Maybe we'll wake up and this'll be a dream."
"If it's a dream, it's the best one I ever had," she replied. I looked up at Jack on the couch, his hat slightly titled. I smiled. Then, Lindsay scared me half to death (I hate to admit it, but she got me good).
"Survivor!" she whispered loudly.
"What?" I asked skeptically.
"Let's play survivor! I vote Elizabeth out of the house!" I gave Lindsay a 'get real' look. We settled down, and Lindsay fell asleep. I looked at the pirates on the couch while my eyelids dropped. How are two crazy teenagers gonna hide three pirates from the world? The fun way... the fun way...
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-- Okay! We have handed you chapter two! Please review, and don't hold back on anything you gotta say! Burning questions? Ask! Want to suggest something for a future chapter? Suggest! Make sure you review, though! Cya in Ch. 3!!! --
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CHAPTER TWO: "Hideout? Playground? Pirates?! ARE YOU NUTS?!"
Lindsay and I agreed we were going to go out there and settle once and for all whom these people were. I approached the door, and attempted to talk to the Jack Imposter.
"Uh...Jack?" I said, listening carefully with my ear to the door. Hey, I had no idea what to call this guy...I didn't know who he really was. Another crash came from the kitchen before he answered.
"Captain Jack Sparrow," he said, correcting me.
"Uh, yeah...Captain Jack Sparrow. Um... we're coming out. You better move or we'll hit you with the door," I said. I didn't want to hit him and knock him out when we opened the door.
"Is that a threat?" Jack asked in a low, serious voice. We heard him pull out his gun. Lindsay and I ducked, shielding our heads.
"No, no, no!" Lindsay yelled. "We didn't want to hit you when we came out!" Jack finally put the gun back in its holster, and we opened the door. Behind the Jack Imposter was the Elizabeth Person, standing in the doorway of Lindsay's room. We motioned the to the couch, they cooperated (thank God), and sat down.
"Just sit here. Don't move," I told them.
"We'll be back in a second with your friend," Lindsay said.
"Here, read," I said, throwing a Teen People magazine at Jack. We rushed into the kitchen, leaving them examining the magazine. In the kitchen, the Will Wannabe was inspecting every pot, pan, utensil, and metal object there was in the kitchen. He turned when he heard us come in, and threw a fork into the big spaghetti pot. I know it was running through Lindsay's head as well as mine – 'Oh my God, he's so hot!'
"Umm... "Lindsay said. She was practically drooling...Eww... "Uh... living room? Couch... come, come sit on the living room couch," she finally spit out (Uh... what's with all the saliva talk? Something more sanitary?). Will smiled and walked past us, and into the living room. Lindsay was grinning ear to ear.
"He bumped me!" she whispered excitedly. I shook my head at her (Well, maybe she wasn't crazy... I'd do it if Jack bumped me...).
"You're about to interrogate these people. Stop grinning," I told her. She did, reluctantly. We walked into the living room. We stood in front of them, and Lindsay quickly shut off the T.V. and turned on the lights. The three of them squinted up at the light source.
"How – "
"Electricity and technology!" Lindsay shouted. "Not important!"
"Oh – "
"Shut up!" I screamed at the Will Wannabe. It was hard, yes, but we had obviously gotten to them, judging by their faces (haha... they looked funny).
"Okay," Lindsay said, "tell us the truth. Who are you?" Everyone looked around. The Jack Imposter finally stood up.
"Captain Jack Sparrow," he said putting his foot on the coffee table beside me. He looked up, as if trying to be heroic, his arm across his chest. He started telling us about his whole adventure to get the Black Pearl back when the Will Wannabe lost patience.
"Oh, shut up!" the Will Wannabe said pulling the Jack Imposter back onto the couch. The Jack Imposter shot him an evil look.
"Stupid welp," he muttered.
"I'm not a welp," the Will Wannabe said through gritted teeth. Welp... ignorant name, but still, very funny... Lindsay and I forced back our smiles, trying to uphold our serious look.
'And you," I said to the Will Wannabe. "Name and some background, pronto (don't ask what made me say 'pronto')."
"My name is William Turner," he replied. He stood up, and I nodded my head as he continued. "I'm a blacksmith in Port Royal, England."
"No, you're not!" the Jack Imposter interrupted loudly. "You're a welp!" Lindsay and I couldn't hold back our smiles that time. The Will Wannabe about pounced onto the Jack Imposter when he heard Lindsay clear her throat. He looked over at us (we had finally stopped smiling), and dropped his hands (he was gonna choke Jack, too).
"Sorry," the Will Wannabe said, regaining his self-control. He sat down quietly, and we turned to the Elizabeth Person.
"You," Lindsay shot out. "Name."
"Elizabeth Swann," she replied. "I'm Governor Swann's daughter (well, DUH!)." Lindsay and I exchanged looks. If they really were the characters and not the actors, this could get complicated...
"Lindsay, conference," I said. "Here, magazines. Read," I told Will and Elizabeth. I threw two more magazines at them, and then I met Lindsay in the kitchen. We decided to clean up the kitchen while we talked.
"I know it sounds crazy, but I think they're telling the truth." Lindsay collected all of the silverware in the spaghetti pot (only cuz Will threw a fork in it), and then replied.
"So do I," she said. "Wonder how they got here?" (Yeah, how did they get here? Oh well... this meant Jack was really here!)
"Who cares?" I asked Lindsay, shrugging. Lindsay agreed; who did care? Just so long as Will and Jack are there... ok, ok... enough fantasizing...
"Well, I don't think that's the problem," I said. "What about getting them back to where they came from? We've only got five weeks..."
"Five weeks is a long time!" Lindsay said. "They can stay for a while! Will bunks with me..."
"No... "I said, picking up the last few pots. "We need to keep these people under wraps... ya know... not tell anyone? We need a hideout..." I thought and thought...Lindsay's grandma comes home at 9am tomorrow, and we needed to hide them from her until we reached my house.
"The playground! We'll get down there before your grandma gets home, and then we'll go to my house!" Lindsay looked at me as if I were the stupidest thing she had ever seen (oh shut up... if my ideas are stupid, it's from hanging around her...).
"Hideout? Playground? Pirates?! ARE YOU NUTS?!" she yelled in a sarcastic voice. Okay... well, usually if she was this loud, I'd shut up... but you know me – I never know when to keep my mouth shut.
"We just keep them close," I said (the picture of Jack on a swing entered my mind... oh, creepy...). "Bring cards or something. I bet Jack knows Poker all too well."
"Ok," Lindsay sighed. "But we're out of here by 8 o'clock. Well, we're done," she said looking around the kitchen. That was a quick clean up... I peered side ways into the quiet living room. Hold on... quiet? Three pirates being quiet? I looked around the corner, and motioned Lindsay in.
Jack was sleeping on his arm, Will was resting on Jack's back, and Elizabeth was snuggled up to Will (aww...).
"They look like dominoes," I said, tilting my head to the side. Lindsay laughed, and I did, too. We turned off all the lights, and dived onto the air mattress, still giggling furiously.
"This summer will be unforgettable," I said looking from the pirates to Lindsay. She smiled up at them as I had done.
"I wish they could stay," she said sadly. Well, I sort of did, too, but what would my parents think?
"You know they can't," I said. "We'll just have all the fun while it lasts!" Lindsay still frowned. "Good night," I said. "Maybe we'll wake up and this'll be a dream."
"If it's a dream, it's the best one I ever had," she replied. I looked up at Jack on the couch, his hat slightly titled. I smiled. Then, Lindsay scared me half to death (I hate to admit it, but she got me good).
"Survivor!" she whispered loudly.
"What?" I asked skeptically.
"Let's play survivor! I vote Elizabeth out of the house!" I gave Lindsay a 'get real' look. We settled down, and Lindsay fell asleep. I looked at the pirates on the couch while my eyelids dropped. How are two crazy teenagers gonna hide three pirates from the world? The fun way... the fun way...
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-- Okay! We have handed you chapter two! Please review, and don't hold back on anything you gotta say! Burning questions? Ask! Want to suggest something for a future chapter? Suggest! Make sure you review, though! Cya in Ch. 3!!! --