(A/N – Chapter 8! Sort of a nonsense chapter, but still funny! Humor... who
can get enough of it? lol... I think you peeps will like this one... it's
pretty good. Another new character! Well, I'm gonna let you read it, then
review it, and we'll see ya at the bottom!)
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CHAPTER EIGHT: "Who's Marco Polo?"
The rain slowed to a drizzle as the morning sun took over the sky. We ate breakfast on the back porch, even though the table barely fit six people. Well, we made it work... Of course, they questioned the food, and we explained (*twitch*) it. Other than that, everything went smoothly. It was the first civilized meal we had had since Jack, Will, and Elizabeth had showed up. No food was flying, no complaints were made, and –
*SMACK*
It became very dark as laughter broke out around me. I felt my face... my soft, sticky face... a pancake! A pancake was on my face (lovely, just lovely...)! I pulled it off of my face, and the laughter became louder. I looked up at Jack. He was smiling, his fork raised.
"Very funny, Jack," I said, standing up. I went inside, cleaned up, and changed my shirt. When I returned outside, everyone was still laughing at me (evil little buttwadds...).
As the morning progressed, the ground became drier, and soon enough, it looked like a normal summer day. We decided to introduce Jack, Will and Elizabeth to our swimming pool on top of the backyard hill. After lunch, I went up, and swept the pool. Jessica, Lindsay, and Elizabeth changed into swimsuits as Jack and Will cleaned up the lunch table (c'mon... you really think Jack and Will would cooperate with swimsuits?). As I finished sweeping the pool, Jack and Will came up on deck, and began removing their guns, swords, ect.
"Just put them on a chair on the upper deck," I told them. They walked into our gazebo (more like instant gazebo... it sets up like a bid tent), and laid their things on the chairs and table. Elizabeth appeared on deck with Lindsay and Jessica behind her. Elizabeth was in my leopard one- piece, sandals (also mine), and a big sunhat (not mine... hmm... where did it come from??).
"I feel positively bare," Elizabeth said, removing her sunglasses (I mean to say Lindsay's sunglasses.... boy, Liz is such a moocher...). She went into the gazebo, and put her sandals and sunhat on a chair. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Will and Jack raise their eyebrows at her (men...).
"It's normal here," Lindsay told her. I pushed Lindsay into the pool, and then, Jessica pushed me in on Lindsay's behalf.
"Haha... loser," Lindsay laughed.
"What is this? A lagoon?" Will asked as he ran his fingers over the water's surface. We explained (*spasm*) what a swimming pool was, and I'm boring you, aren't I? Okay then, back to the fun – Marco Polo!
"Who's Marco Polo?" Jack asked.
"Famous sailor," Lindsay said, She and Jessica explained (ARGH!!!) the game of Marco Polo and it's rules. After we agreed to play that, someone had the brilliant idea to change the name of the name of the game from 'Marco Polo' to 'Jack Sparrow' (*glare at Lindsay*). Yeah, I know... believe me, it just gets better...
"Lindsay's it!" Jessica said, diving into the pool. Lindsay had no objections, and she went into the center of the pool and began counting, We froze when her head popped up.
"Jack," she said upon surfacing.
"What?" Jack asked.
"No, you answer 'Sparrow'," I told him.
"But the lass said me name."
"You still answer 'Sparrow'!"
"Why?'
"It's how you play!"
"Play what?"
"Ugh..."
-- 3 hours later--
"We'll take six cheeseburgers, a pitcher of Sierra Mist, and a basket of fries," I told Carol. "We'll be in the back."
"Okay, hun," she hollered back as we went into the tiny dining room. It was no bigger than my living room (which is small), but still, we had our peace. We sat in a corner booth next to a fan.
"How long have you known these people?" Elizabeth asked us.
"About two years," I said. "Lindsay and I drop into Bigham's everyday after school," I looked to my left over at Lindsay, but she was a little busy.
"Ha! Royal flush! Beat that!" Lindsay said triumphantly as she laid her cards on the table. Jack leaned back into the seat, and gave a disappointed smile.
"Ah, ye' win," Jack said, "Beginner's luck." Jack gathered up the cards, and we all played a round of Blackjack.
After a few more hands, we heard Carol ring the bell, signaling that out food was ready. Jessica and Elizabeth went out to the bar to get it, and returned right after Lindsay beat us at one more hand of Poker.
Midway through dinner (*burp* Sorry...), we heard the door open. We couldn't see who it was because we were in a different room, but I recognized the voice. Why did he have to show up when I had three pirates with me?
"I'll take some Sour Patch Kids," I heard him say. That tears it... I knew it was him. I went out to the bar (hey! I needed a napkin! It's a good excuse!). Yep, it was him... the sugar-high guy known only as Robbie (same age as me... we're sophomores next year) was here.
"So, what's up?" I asked him. He jumped back in surprise (he does it to be funny), and then answered me.
"Ray's house for the week," he replied.
"Well, where's Ray?" I asked him (c'mon, I'm not that dumb! Of course, he always thought I was...). He didn't answer, but instead threw me a piece of candy. I invited him to eat with us, and he only said yes because I was paying. We entered the little dining room, and he was taken aback at the site of Jack, Will, and Elizabeth.
"Who are these people?" he asked, pulling up a chair (haha... wouldn't it be great if he missed it and fell?). We hurriedly made up a defense.
"This is Lindsay's stepsister, and her fiancé, uh..." I paused (I need a good name for Will!).
"Raoul!" Jessica said. "Yeah... Liz and Raoul..." I looked at her. Nice save, but was it convincing? Robbie raised a suspicious eyebrow, then looked over at Jack.
"What about him?" Robbie asked. We looked at each other as Jack continued eating. I was so thankful Jack didn't get involved...
"My, my... uncle!" I told him.
"What's with the loser costume?"
"Costume? What's that?" Jack asked.
"Stay out of this..." I whispered nervously.
"Church play!" Lindsay said.
"Church play?" I asked. She widened her eyes, and I finally got the message. "Oh, that play..."
"What's the play about?" Robbie asked, obviously not buying it. Hmm, good question...
"Jonah! Jonah and the whale!" Jessica said quickly.
"Jonah wasn't a pirate," Robbie said.
"He was an outlaw!" I retorted.
"No, he was a criminal!" Robbie said.
"What's the difference?!" I said back.
"Alright, shut up!" Lindsay yelled. We all started eating our food, and Robbie continued to mumble.
'What a cheesy costume..."
"Cheese?!" Jack asked quickly. "Where?!"
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-- Okay, from this point, I think we can establish a few definite things. (1) Jack wants to kill the squirrel at the playground. (2) Lindsay wants Elizabeth to drop dead. (3) Jack is starting to like cheese. (4) Will hates being called a welp.
So, agree? I like the last part of this chapter... really neat. Hey, if you knew Robbie front and back like I do, you'd know he's hard to convince sometimes. I've known him for 2 years, so... go figure. Anyhoo... review! We hope you've enjoyed the chapter! Look for the next chapter ASAP. Can't wait! See ya in the next chapter! --
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CHAPTER EIGHT: "Who's Marco Polo?"
The rain slowed to a drizzle as the morning sun took over the sky. We ate breakfast on the back porch, even though the table barely fit six people. Well, we made it work... Of course, they questioned the food, and we explained (*twitch*) it. Other than that, everything went smoothly. It was the first civilized meal we had had since Jack, Will, and Elizabeth had showed up. No food was flying, no complaints were made, and –
*SMACK*
It became very dark as laughter broke out around me. I felt my face... my soft, sticky face... a pancake! A pancake was on my face (lovely, just lovely...)! I pulled it off of my face, and the laughter became louder. I looked up at Jack. He was smiling, his fork raised.
"Very funny, Jack," I said, standing up. I went inside, cleaned up, and changed my shirt. When I returned outside, everyone was still laughing at me (evil little buttwadds...).
As the morning progressed, the ground became drier, and soon enough, it looked like a normal summer day. We decided to introduce Jack, Will and Elizabeth to our swimming pool on top of the backyard hill. After lunch, I went up, and swept the pool. Jessica, Lindsay, and Elizabeth changed into swimsuits as Jack and Will cleaned up the lunch table (c'mon... you really think Jack and Will would cooperate with swimsuits?). As I finished sweeping the pool, Jack and Will came up on deck, and began removing their guns, swords, ect.
"Just put them on a chair on the upper deck," I told them. They walked into our gazebo (more like instant gazebo... it sets up like a bid tent), and laid their things on the chairs and table. Elizabeth appeared on deck with Lindsay and Jessica behind her. Elizabeth was in my leopard one- piece, sandals (also mine), and a big sunhat (not mine... hmm... where did it come from??).
"I feel positively bare," Elizabeth said, removing her sunglasses (I mean to say Lindsay's sunglasses.... boy, Liz is such a moocher...). She went into the gazebo, and put her sandals and sunhat on a chair. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Will and Jack raise their eyebrows at her (men...).
"It's normal here," Lindsay told her. I pushed Lindsay into the pool, and then, Jessica pushed me in on Lindsay's behalf.
"Haha... loser," Lindsay laughed.
"What is this? A lagoon?" Will asked as he ran his fingers over the water's surface. We explained (*spasm*) what a swimming pool was, and I'm boring you, aren't I? Okay then, back to the fun – Marco Polo!
"Who's Marco Polo?" Jack asked.
"Famous sailor," Lindsay said, She and Jessica explained (ARGH!!!) the game of Marco Polo and it's rules. After we agreed to play that, someone had the brilliant idea to change the name of the name of the game from 'Marco Polo' to 'Jack Sparrow' (*glare at Lindsay*). Yeah, I know... believe me, it just gets better...
"Lindsay's it!" Jessica said, diving into the pool. Lindsay had no objections, and she went into the center of the pool and began counting, We froze when her head popped up.
"Jack," she said upon surfacing.
"What?" Jack asked.
"No, you answer 'Sparrow'," I told him.
"But the lass said me name."
"You still answer 'Sparrow'!"
"Why?'
"It's how you play!"
"Play what?"
"Ugh..."
-- 3 hours later--
"We'll take six cheeseburgers, a pitcher of Sierra Mist, and a basket of fries," I told Carol. "We'll be in the back."
"Okay, hun," she hollered back as we went into the tiny dining room. It was no bigger than my living room (which is small), but still, we had our peace. We sat in a corner booth next to a fan.
"How long have you known these people?" Elizabeth asked us.
"About two years," I said. "Lindsay and I drop into Bigham's everyday after school," I looked to my left over at Lindsay, but she was a little busy.
"Ha! Royal flush! Beat that!" Lindsay said triumphantly as she laid her cards on the table. Jack leaned back into the seat, and gave a disappointed smile.
"Ah, ye' win," Jack said, "Beginner's luck." Jack gathered up the cards, and we all played a round of Blackjack.
After a few more hands, we heard Carol ring the bell, signaling that out food was ready. Jessica and Elizabeth went out to the bar to get it, and returned right after Lindsay beat us at one more hand of Poker.
Midway through dinner (*burp* Sorry...), we heard the door open. We couldn't see who it was because we were in a different room, but I recognized the voice. Why did he have to show up when I had three pirates with me?
"I'll take some Sour Patch Kids," I heard him say. That tears it... I knew it was him. I went out to the bar (hey! I needed a napkin! It's a good excuse!). Yep, it was him... the sugar-high guy known only as Robbie (same age as me... we're sophomores next year) was here.
"So, what's up?" I asked him. He jumped back in surprise (he does it to be funny), and then answered me.
"Ray's house for the week," he replied.
"Well, where's Ray?" I asked him (c'mon, I'm not that dumb! Of course, he always thought I was...). He didn't answer, but instead threw me a piece of candy. I invited him to eat with us, and he only said yes because I was paying. We entered the little dining room, and he was taken aback at the site of Jack, Will, and Elizabeth.
"Who are these people?" he asked, pulling up a chair (haha... wouldn't it be great if he missed it and fell?). We hurriedly made up a defense.
"This is Lindsay's stepsister, and her fiancé, uh..." I paused (I need a good name for Will!).
"Raoul!" Jessica said. "Yeah... Liz and Raoul..." I looked at her. Nice save, but was it convincing? Robbie raised a suspicious eyebrow, then looked over at Jack.
"What about him?" Robbie asked. We looked at each other as Jack continued eating. I was so thankful Jack didn't get involved...
"My, my... uncle!" I told him.
"What's with the loser costume?"
"Costume? What's that?" Jack asked.
"Stay out of this..." I whispered nervously.
"Church play!" Lindsay said.
"Church play?" I asked. She widened her eyes, and I finally got the message. "Oh, that play..."
"What's the play about?" Robbie asked, obviously not buying it. Hmm, good question...
"Jonah! Jonah and the whale!" Jessica said quickly.
"Jonah wasn't a pirate," Robbie said.
"He was an outlaw!" I retorted.
"No, he was a criminal!" Robbie said.
"What's the difference?!" I said back.
"Alright, shut up!" Lindsay yelled. We all started eating our food, and Robbie continued to mumble.
'What a cheesy costume..."
"Cheese?!" Jack asked quickly. "Where?!"
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-- Okay, from this point, I think we can establish a few definite things. (1) Jack wants to kill the squirrel at the playground. (2) Lindsay wants Elizabeth to drop dead. (3) Jack is starting to like cheese. (4) Will hates being called a welp.
So, agree? I like the last part of this chapter... really neat. Hey, if you knew Robbie front and back like I do, you'd know he's hard to convince sometimes. I've known him for 2 years, so... go figure. Anyhoo... review! We hope you've enjoyed the chapter! Look for the next chapter ASAP. Can't wait! See ya in the next chapter! --