(A/N – Yeah! Another chapter down! Now, I know for a fact that you people will get a kick out of this chapter. The majority of it is from Lindsay's Point of View. That's why it'll be so entertaining! lol... Believe me, after two or three paragraphs, you'll understand... please read and review! Thanks peeps! Cya at the bottom!)
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CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO: "Cannibal! Help!"
Oh, this is one smart policeman. Not only does the guy eat donuts while reading us our rights, but he decides to put Jack, Lindsay, and Jessica in a car together on the way up to headquarters in Uniontown. I feel bad for the cop driving them up... Lindsay and Jessica were having a hyper streak at that point. It isn't good to be hyper, crazy, ect. in a serious situation (-biting fingernails- "What are ye' doin'?" Jack asked. "Are you some sort of cannibal? Hey! We've got a cannibal over here!" Jack screams to the cop. –elbows Jack who doubles over- "Never mind...") I also feel bad for us. Will, Elizabeth, and myself are stuck with Lardo Cop as our chauffer (Cute nickname, huh? Courtesy of Jessica...lol). I watched Jessica, Lindsay, and Jack get into the state police car in front of us while I was shoved into the second car with Will and Elizabeth. We sat quietly and cooperated the whole ride. Sounds boring, right? I know you'd much rather be in the first car with the Twisted Trio where all the fun and action is, so, here you go (-get random objects thrown at self by Jack, Jessica, and Lindsay for calling them the Twisted Trio- "Hey! The truth hurts!" I yelled after them.) !
- Lindsay's PoV -
Yes! Finally! I get to do some storytelling! I'll celebrate later and tell you all that happen first, though. I was stuck in between Jessica and Jack in this nasty smelling car, but you wanna know something? The cop was so hot! Blonde and tall... much better than Lardo behind us... suffer, Erica! That's for not letting me tell the story all this time ("Well, Will's in the same car as me!" Erica argued. "Well, I'm with Jack! Ha! Take that!" I said. –Erica stamps foot and walks away- -I smile =)) -)! Anyways... the car ride...
As we pulled out of the driveway, sparks went flying from my head. You figure... we're already in trouble, right? So why not have a little fun in the process? We'll still be in trouble; only it'll be worth it after the car ride is over. I nudged Jessica and began whispering my idea to her.
"What the plan of escape?" Jack whispered to us.
"It's simple, that's what it is," I told him.
"Stop your whispering," the hot policeman commanded. I sighed.
"Just back us up, ok Jack?" I asked him.
"Aye," he said, sitting upright against the back of the seat. I smiled and Jessica and I began our well thought out plan (yeah... it took us two seconds to think up... plus, we're sugar high! Sour Gummi Worms! Yes!). Jessica sat up and gave a disappointed huff trying to get the policeman's attention. When that didn't work, she did it louder and longer about ten more times.
"What is it?" the policeman snapped. I smiled as Jessica tried her hardest not to laugh.
"Mr. Cop, I'm really bored," Jessica said. "Can we listen to the radio?" she asked. The cop took a second to answer. Hey, it was a very good question... teenagers need music!
"No," he said firmly.
"Try something else," I mouthed to Jessica. She sat up again.
"How about pencil and paper so we can play Hangman?" The policeman stared at her. "Tic Tac Toe?" Jessica asked with a big smile.
"No," the policeman said with a tone of annoyance (good... it was working!). It wasn't a bad start, so we tried something else.
"Are we there yet?!" I asked quickly with a smile.
"Yeah!" Jessica said, jumping up to the edge of her seat again. "Are we there yet? Huh? Huh?!"
"That will be enough, thank you," the policeman said. "Please sit back in your seat." We folded our arms and fell backwards brewing up more ideas.
"Have you been drinking underage or using and drugs?" the policeman asked us.
"Speed!" I shouted. Jessica looked at me like I was crazy.
"You've been using speed?" the policeman asked me in shock.
"No... Speed is a fabulous card game!" I said. Jessica smiled. "Well it is..." I told her. The policeman scowled. See? I am smart... sort of...
"What about your friend?" the policeman asked us.
"Jack's got this uncontrollable love for rum," Jessica said, looking past me at him. "Oh! Crap!" she said. I spun around and saw that Jack's head was caught in the window. A window was strangling him... pretty funny? Of course... everything's funny to us... we're sugar high remember?
"What was 'at?" Jack gagged. "Can't hear too well from out here!" The policeman put the window down, and Jack pulled his head inside the window (you should've seen his hair... it was still perfect! How much hairspray does this guy use?). He rubbed his neck and clutched his head. The policeman tried to see Jack (it was funny since Jack is sitting right behind him) at this point.
"Well, I guess that answers my question," the policeman said, returning his eyes to the road (amazing we haven't wrecked yet, huh?).
"And what'd be the question?" Jack asked.
"If you had been drinking," the policeman said. Jack looked up in thought and smiled.
"Aye, all day!" Jack said. Jessica and I bit our lips as Jack continued on. "Well, two good friends left today, so I celebrated with rum! Then I had more while afterwards while running in the house looking for Will to make fun of him – but I spilt it on him - and then some great wine with dinner... All very scrumptious... even the food... didn't even know what half the bloody stuff was, but it was good..." Jack said, looking down at me and Jessica (I made dinner).
"Thanks," I said.
"My pleasure," Jack said. "So, mate!" Jack said, leaning on the shoulder of the cop's seat. "You've asked me your question, and I think it's only fair that I ask one in return, don't you?" The policeman didn't respond, but just looked at him as Jack sighed. "You're not a eunuch, are ye'?" Jack asked him. The policeman's eyes bulged to the size of softballs. Jack smiled and leaned back as Jessica and I broke out into loud laughter. Loud uncontrollable laughter...
"Stop that laughing!" the angry policeman demanded. Stop laughing? After that one?! You've got a screw loose buddy? Haha... We gave Jack a high five (even though it took a minute for him to get it down), and the hot policeman glared at us.
"I've got a question for you," he said, still glaring back at us evilly...
"Ooo! I've got a question, too!" I said loudly, jumping forward (again) in my seat (there's a lot of that). "Got any gum?!" Jessica giggled, Jack smiled, and the policeman was still mad. "And none of that Big Red stuff... my gum is Winterfresh." I smiled at Jack and Jessica, but my laughter escaped me not too long after that.
"I've got a better question!" Jessica said. "Are we there yet?!" We continued saying 'are we there yet' until the policeman was almost suicidal. He started screaming.
"No!" he yelled. "We are not there yet!" We, however, are in the midst of a horrific giggle fit... "Shut up when I'm talking to you!" I stopped and smiled (idea...).
"Dude! You listen to Linkin Park, too?!" I shouted. The policeman stared at me like I was and idiot or something. Ok, well...
"Who?" he asked.
"Linkin Park!" Jessica said. "You were just sing their song 'One Step Closer!'" Policeman is still lost...
"I was?"
"Duh!" Then, Jessica and d I broke into the part of the song he had taken it from.
"Shut up! –dj noises- Shut up! –more dj noises- Shut up! –even more dj noises- Shut up when I'm talking to you! Shut up –"
"Enough, already!" the policeman yelled. Behind him, we sat with huge smiles while biting our tongues trying to hold our laughter in ("Jessica... It' not working..." I giggled with my ridiculously huge smile.) "You have the right to remain silent, remember?" the policeman said in a cocky tone. Oh, yeah, buddy... you've got us now... How will we ever top that one? Like this...
"Yeah! The right!" I said. "A right is a choice! Just like I can practice any religion – my choice. Besides, what are you gonna use against me in the court of law? We sang our favorite song?! I'm an American, and I can talk if I want about anything! I took Civics, buddy!"
"Not only can she do whatever she wants because she's an American, but Lindsay's a dinosaur," Jessica said. "You can do whatever you want when you're a dinosaur!" We giggled as we past the town limits.
"Roar..." I said faintly.
"You two are in need of some serious therapy," the policeman said.
"Thanks!" Jessica said happily.
"Yeah! We'll take that as a compliment..." I said. Well, we sat back brewing up more crazy schemes to drive the cop crazy when we heard him get on the radio with headquarters.
"Start screaming, guys," I whispered. And so we did. We screamed things like 'don't shoot us!' and 'rape!' really loud. The policeman turned the radio off immediately and looked back at us (Yes! Headquarters heard our little scream show! Another success!). We leaned back in the seats quickly while twiddling our thumbs, whistling... basically trying to make ourselves look as innocent as possible. I looked over at the policeman (and he was staring at me again...)
"Don't look at me that way!" I shrieked, hiding behind my knees.
"It's rude to stare!" Jessica snapped at the cop. The policeman was so mad now it was beyond hilarity. His face was all red, and he looked ugly when he was mad.... The hotness was definitely gone. It was quiet as we drove past a field... well, until something caught my eye...
"Dude! A cow!" I screamed, making everyone jump out of their seats. Jessica laughed some. Then she put a plot of hers to work.
"Wow, Lindsay!" she said loudly. "That reminds me of a song!"
"And what song would that be, Jessica? I asked, imitating her loud voice. We were slowly grabbing the policeman's attention once more... he looked as if he may explode at any moment.
"Old MacDonald!" Jessica said cheerfully.
"No! No singing!" the cop yelled. We paid no attention and began to sing (just to annoy him...yep...). Jack tried it, too... but, well... never mind ("Jack, stick to your pirate song, ok? "I asked.).
"Old MacDonald had a farm..."
"STOP!" the policeman bellowed. We stared at him. "Whoa... what a grouch!" I said.
"Yeah..." Jack said.
"Boy, you can tell he's not too happy that his tax dollars go to musical education," Jessica said. Jack suddenly tapped my shoulder, and we stopped. We let him make a remark, now... Jack tapped the policeman on the shoulder.
"What?!" the grumpy policeman yelled.
"Well, mate... ye' see, us poor criminals back here are hungry, and we want to know if ye' had any cheese with ye' by any chance." Jack said. "Us poor, poor criminals need food like you, mate..."
"Yeah!" I said. "Us Pirates have scurvy and are malnourished!"
"Pirates?" the policeman asked.
"Lad, you need to listen to that girl next to the window for just a second..." Jack said. "Take it away, darling..."
"Not pirates! JONAH – AND – THE – WHALE!!!" Jessica bellowed.
"Thank you, missy..." Jack said. "Now, does that clear it all up for ye', mate? "Jack asked the policeman.
"Yeah... whatever..." he said.
"Ear..." I said.
"Sorry..." Jessica said. She smiled, and then she put her arm out in front of me and began sniffing around. "You smell that, Lindsay?" she asked. She sniffed once or twice more... smiled... "I smell coffee," she said quietly. I grinned now that I had finally caught on.
"Hey, me too..." I said. "And not only that (-sniff sniff-)... I smell donuts!" We got ready for our big finale, and that cop is staring at us again! Eww!
"You know what that mean, don't you?" Jessica said.
"I sure do!" I said.
"I smell bacon!" we said in unison as we stopped at a traffic light. The policeman began slamming his head off of the steering wheel as we laughed even more.
"I hope you three get life in the loony bin," he said, lifting up his head from the steering wheel.
"I hope we get here soon because I need to use the bathroom!" Jessica said.
"Really?" I asked.
"No..." she replied. Of course, more laughter from us (thank you sour gummy worms...).
"I'm still starving' me gut out," Jack said.
"I thought you ate dinner?" I asked him.
"Did... but the rum got straight to me, and I got straight to the bathroom..."
"Oh..." Jessica said. "Eww! Too much info!"
"Well, you asked, luv, not me..." Jack said. Speaking of food.
"Hey! Mr. Cop! Do you eat bacon?" I asked him. He didn't reply; he just stared forward. "I'm talkin' to you, boy!" I yelled in his ear. The policeman looked back at me, and I smiled.
"Yes, I eat bacon," the policeman said.
"Cannibal!" Jessica screamed. "Help!"
"No..." I have a question," the policeman said. "Do you ever shut up?" I considered a moment. That was a good question.
"Uh... no, don't think so!" I said happily. About a chantey, me buckos?" I said, leaning back between Jack and Jessica.
"Aye!" Jack said.
"Aye!" Jessica repeated. We began singing 'A Pirate's Life For Me' as the policeman screamed and cursed and hit his head off the steering wheel some more. We were about a mile from headquarters when our song came to an end.
"Drink up, me 'earties! Yo ho!" we sang loudly. We were exhausted from all of this, but we couldn't let the policeman know... he would be one step ahead then...
"Hey, Jessica –"
BURP
I stared at her. Jack gave a small laugh and patted Jessica on the back.
"Spoken like a true pirate!" he said. "She didn't even have rum, and she belched like a drunk!" I looked up at him.
"It's not funny!" I said. "She belched in my ear! Eww!" I wiped at my ear furiously with my shirt as Jack and Jessica laughed at me. Yes, haha... very funny. You have some one burp in your ear and see how you like it!
"By the way..." Jack said. "We still need food."
"There should be a vending machine at the station," Jessica said.
"Are we there yet?" I asked.
As we pulled into the station (very big... whoa...), we started to laugh even more (Bet you're tired of hearing that word, huh? Just don't have phobias like Erica does... -WHAP- You know, Erica, you need to learn to handle constructive criticism!). The hot policeman now had a black eye from banging his head off the steering wheel repeatedly. Hey, I don't mean to brag, but I'm a genius at annoying people. (-glares from Jessica-) Hey, you helped, too... calm down...
Well, we got out of the car and sat on a bench outside as Erica, Will, and Elizabeth pulled in. At first chance, Erica ran up to us with Will and Elizabeth tagging. We stood up in a circle for a minute
"Everything cool?" she asked us.
"Everything's great!" Jessica said.
"Superb," Jack added.
"The cop was really nice..." I said, looking up at the hot and heavily bruised policeman. Erica stared at him a second, then at Jack, Jessica, and myself.
"What did you do to him?" she asked.
"We never laid a finger on him, luv," Jack said as were led into the station.
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- So... you like seeing through Lindsay's eyes? Funny, isn't it? It's my new favorite chapter. By the way... if you could please review, thank you. But other than that, if you would put in a few of your favorite animated Disney films in your review, we'd like that. Snow White is already done... you'll see what we mean. We don't want to start work right away on the sequel, but we do have another plan til school starts... just do that, and we'll be grateful. Thanks a lot for reading. Now please review, huh? Thanks! Cya in the next update! -
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CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO: "Cannibal! Help!"
Oh, this is one smart policeman. Not only does the guy eat donuts while reading us our rights, but he decides to put Jack, Lindsay, and Jessica in a car together on the way up to headquarters in Uniontown. I feel bad for the cop driving them up... Lindsay and Jessica were having a hyper streak at that point. It isn't good to be hyper, crazy, ect. in a serious situation (-biting fingernails- "What are ye' doin'?" Jack asked. "Are you some sort of cannibal? Hey! We've got a cannibal over here!" Jack screams to the cop. –elbows Jack who doubles over- "Never mind...") I also feel bad for us. Will, Elizabeth, and myself are stuck with Lardo Cop as our chauffer (Cute nickname, huh? Courtesy of Jessica...lol). I watched Jessica, Lindsay, and Jack get into the state police car in front of us while I was shoved into the second car with Will and Elizabeth. We sat quietly and cooperated the whole ride. Sounds boring, right? I know you'd much rather be in the first car with the Twisted Trio where all the fun and action is, so, here you go (-get random objects thrown at self by Jack, Jessica, and Lindsay for calling them the Twisted Trio- "Hey! The truth hurts!" I yelled after them.) !
- Lindsay's PoV -
Yes! Finally! I get to do some storytelling! I'll celebrate later and tell you all that happen first, though. I was stuck in between Jessica and Jack in this nasty smelling car, but you wanna know something? The cop was so hot! Blonde and tall... much better than Lardo behind us... suffer, Erica! That's for not letting me tell the story all this time ("Well, Will's in the same car as me!" Erica argued. "Well, I'm with Jack! Ha! Take that!" I said. –Erica stamps foot and walks away- -I smile =)) -)! Anyways... the car ride...
As we pulled out of the driveway, sparks went flying from my head. You figure... we're already in trouble, right? So why not have a little fun in the process? We'll still be in trouble; only it'll be worth it after the car ride is over. I nudged Jessica and began whispering my idea to her.
"What the plan of escape?" Jack whispered to us.
"It's simple, that's what it is," I told him.
"Stop your whispering," the hot policeman commanded. I sighed.
"Just back us up, ok Jack?" I asked him.
"Aye," he said, sitting upright against the back of the seat. I smiled and Jessica and I began our well thought out plan (yeah... it took us two seconds to think up... plus, we're sugar high! Sour Gummi Worms! Yes!). Jessica sat up and gave a disappointed huff trying to get the policeman's attention. When that didn't work, she did it louder and longer about ten more times.
"What is it?" the policeman snapped. I smiled as Jessica tried her hardest not to laugh.
"Mr. Cop, I'm really bored," Jessica said. "Can we listen to the radio?" she asked. The cop took a second to answer. Hey, it was a very good question... teenagers need music!
"No," he said firmly.
"Try something else," I mouthed to Jessica. She sat up again.
"How about pencil and paper so we can play Hangman?" The policeman stared at her. "Tic Tac Toe?" Jessica asked with a big smile.
"No," the policeman said with a tone of annoyance (good... it was working!). It wasn't a bad start, so we tried something else.
"Are we there yet?!" I asked quickly with a smile.
"Yeah!" Jessica said, jumping up to the edge of her seat again. "Are we there yet? Huh? Huh?!"
"That will be enough, thank you," the policeman said. "Please sit back in your seat." We folded our arms and fell backwards brewing up more ideas.
"Have you been drinking underage or using and drugs?" the policeman asked us.
"Speed!" I shouted. Jessica looked at me like I was crazy.
"You've been using speed?" the policeman asked me in shock.
"No... Speed is a fabulous card game!" I said. Jessica smiled. "Well it is..." I told her. The policeman scowled. See? I am smart... sort of...
"What about your friend?" the policeman asked us.
"Jack's got this uncontrollable love for rum," Jessica said, looking past me at him. "Oh! Crap!" she said. I spun around and saw that Jack's head was caught in the window. A window was strangling him... pretty funny? Of course... everything's funny to us... we're sugar high remember?
"What was 'at?" Jack gagged. "Can't hear too well from out here!" The policeman put the window down, and Jack pulled his head inside the window (you should've seen his hair... it was still perfect! How much hairspray does this guy use?). He rubbed his neck and clutched his head. The policeman tried to see Jack (it was funny since Jack is sitting right behind him) at this point.
"Well, I guess that answers my question," the policeman said, returning his eyes to the road (amazing we haven't wrecked yet, huh?).
"And what'd be the question?" Jack asked.
"If you had been drinking," the policeman said. Jack looked up in thought and smiled.
"Aye, all day!" Jack said. Jessica and I bit our lips as Jack continued on. "Well, two good friends left today, so I celebrated with rum! Then I had more while afterwards while running in the house looking for Will to make fun of him – but I spilt it on him - and then some great wine with dinner... All very scrumptious... even the food... didn't even know what half the bloody stuff was, but it was good..." Jack said, looking down at me and Jessica (I made dinner).
"Thanks," I said.
"My pleasure," Jack said. "So, mate!" Jack said, leaning on the shoulder of the cop's seat. "You've asked me your question, and I think it's only fair that I ask one in return, don't you?" The policeman didn't respond, but just looked at him as Jack sighed. "You're not a eunuch, are ye'?" Jack asked him. The policeman's eyes bulged to the size of softballs. Jack smiled and leaned back as Jessica and I broke out into loud laughter. Loud uncontrollable laughter...
"Stop that laughing!" the angry policeman demanded. Stop laughing? After that one?! You've got a screw loose buddy? Haha... We gave Jack a high five (even though it took a minute for him to get it down), and the hot policeman glared at us.
"I've got a question for you," he said, still glaring back at us evilly...
"Ooo! I've got a question, too!" I said loudly, jumping forward (again) in my seat (there's a lot of that). "Got any gum?!" Jessica giggled, Jack smiled, and the policeman was still mad. "And none of that Big Red stuff... my gum is Winterfresh." I smiled at Jack and Jessica, but my laughter escaped me not too long after that.
"I've got a better question!" Jessica said. "Are we there yet?!" We continued saying 'are we there yet' until the policeman was almost suicidal. He started screaming.
"No!" he yelled. "We are not there yet!" We, however, are in the midst of a horrific giggle fit... "Shut up when I'm talking to you!" I stopped and smiled (idea...).
"Dude! You listen to Linkin Park, too?!" I shouted. The policeman stared at me like I was and idiot or something. Ok, well...
"Who?" he asked.
"Linkin Park!" Jessica said. "You were just sing their song 'One Step Closer!'" Policeman is still lost...
"I was?"
"Duh!" Then, Jessica and d I broke into the part of the song he had taken it from.
"Shut up! –dj noises- Shut up! –more dj noises- Shut up! –even more dj noises- Shut up when I'm talking to you! Shut up –"
"Enough, already!" the policeman yelled. Behind him, we sat with huge smiles while biting our tongues trying to hold our laughter in ("Jessica... It' not working..." I giggled with my ridiculously huge smile.) "You have the right to remain silent, remember?" the policeman said in a cocky tone. Oh, yeah, buddy... you've got us now... How will we ever top that one? Like this...
"Yeah! The right!" I said. "A right is a choice! Just like I can practice any religion – my choice. Besides, what are you gonna use against me in the court of law? We sang our favorite song?! I'm an American, and I can talk if I want about anything! I took Civics, buddy!"
"Not only can she do whatever she wants because she's an American, but Lindsay's a dinosaur," Jessica said. "You can do whatever you want when you're a dinosaur!" We giggled as we past the town limits.
"Roar..." I said faintly.
"You two are in need of some serious therapy," the policeman said.
"Thanks!" Jessica said happily.
"Yeah! We'll take that as a compliment..." I said. Well, we sat back brewing up more crazy schemes to drive the cop crazy when we heard him get on the radio with headquarters.
"Start screaming, guys," I whispered. And so we did. We screamed things like 'don't shoot us!' and 'rape!' really loud. The policeman turned the radio off immediately and looked back at us (Yes! Headquarters heard our little scream show! Another success!). We leaned back in the seats quickly while twiddling our thumbs, whistling... basically trying to make ourselves look as innocent as possible. I looked over at the policeman (and he was staring at me again...)
"Don't look at me that way!" I shrieked, hiding behind my knees.
"It's rude to stare!" Jessica snapped at the cop. The policeman was so mad now it was beyond hilarity. His face was all red, and he looked ugly when he was mad.... The hotness was definitely gone. It was quiet as we drove past a field... well, until something caught my eye...
"Dude! A cow!" I screamed, making everyone jump out of their seats. Jessica laughed some. Then she put a plot of hers to work.
"Wow, Lindsay!" she said loudly. "That reminds me of a song!"
"And what song would that be, Jessica? I asked, imitating her loud voice. We were slowly grabbing the policeman's attention once more... he looked as if he may explode at any moment.
"Old MacDonald!" Jessica said cheerfully.
"No! No singing!" the cop yelled. We paid no attention and began to sing (just to annoy him...yep...). Jack tried it, too... but, well... never mind ("Jack, stick to your pirate song, ok? "I asked.).
"Old MacDonald had a farm..."
"STOP!" the policeman bellowed. We stared at him. "Whoa... what a grouch!" I said.
"Yeah..." Jack said.
"Boy, you can tell he's not too happy that his tax dollars go to musical education," Jessica said. Jack suddenly tapped my shoulder, and we stopped. We let him make a remark, now... Jack tapped the policeman on the shoulder.
"What?!" the grumpy policeman yelled.
"Well, mate... ye' see, us poor criminals back here are hungry, and we want to know if ye' had any cheese with ye' by any chance." Jack said. "Us poor, poor criminals need food like you, mate..."
"Yeah!" I said. "Us Pirates have scurvy and are malnourished!"
"Pirates?" the policeman asked.
"Lad, you need to listen to that girl next to the window for just a second..." Jack said. "Take it away, darling..."
"Not pirates! JONAH – AND – THE – WHALE!!!" Jessica bellowed.
"Thank you, missy..." Jack said. "Now, does that clear it all up for ye', mate? "Jack asked the policeman.
"Yeah... whatever..." he said.
"Ear..." I said.
"Sorry..." Jessica said. She smiled, and then she put her arm out in front of me and began sniffing around. "You smell that, Lindsay?" she asked. She sniffed once or twice more... smiled... "I smell coffee," she said quietly. I grinned now that I had finally caught on.
"Hey, me too..." I said. "And not only that (-sniff sniff-)... I smell donuts!" We got ready for our big finale, and that cop is staring at us again! Eww!
"You know what that mean, don't you?" Jessica said.
"I sure do!" I said.
"I smell bacon!" we said in unison as we stopped at a traffic light. The policeman began slamming his head off of the steering wheel as we laughed even more.
"I hope you three get life in the loony bin," he said, lifting up his head from the steering wheel.
"I hope we get here soon because I need to use the bathroom!" Jessica said.
"Really?" I asked.
"No..." she replied. Of course, more laughter from us (thank you sour gummy worms...).
"I'm still starving' me gut out," Jack said.
"I thought you ate dinner?" I asked him.
"Did... but the rum got straight to me, and I got straight to the bathroom..."
"Oh..." Jessica said. "Eww! Too much info!"
"Well, you asked, luv, not me..." Jack said. Speaking of food.
"Hey! Mr. Cop! Do you eat bacon?" I asked him. He didn't reply; he just stared forward. "I'm talkin' to you, boy!" I yelled in his ear. The policeman looked back at me, and I smiled.
"Yes, I eat bacon," the policeman said.
"Cannibal!" Jessica screamed. "Help!"
"No..." I have a question," the policeman said. "Do you ever shut up?" I considered a moment. That was a good question.
"Uh... no, don't think so!" I said happily. About a chantey, me buckos?" I said, leaning back between Jack and Jessica.
"Aye!" Jack said.
"Aye!" Jessica repeated. We began singing 'A Pirate's Life For Me' as the policeman screamed and cursed and hit his head off the steering wheel some more. We were about a mile from headquarters when our song came to an end.
"Drink up, me 'earties! Yo ho!" we sang loudly. We were exhausted from all of this, but we couldn't let the policeman know... he would be one step ahead then...
"Hey, Jessica –"
BURP
I stared at her. Jack gave a small laugh and patted Jessica on the back.
"Spoken like a true pirate!" he said. "She didn't even have rum, and she belched like a drunk!" I looked up at him.
"It's not funny!" I said. "She belched in my ear! Eww!" I wiped at my ear furiously with my shirt as Jack and Jessica laughed at me. Yes, haha... very funny. You have some one burp in your ear and see how you like it!
"By the way..." Jack said. "We still need food."
"There should be a vending machine at the station," Jessica said.
"Are we there yet?" I asked.
As we pulled into the station (very big... whoa...), we started to laugh even more (Bet you're tired of hearing that word, huh? Just don't have phobias like Erica does... -WHAP- You know, Erica, you need to learn to handle constructive criticism!). The hot policeman now had a black eye from banging his head off the steering wheel repeatedly. Hey, I don't mean to brag, but I'm a genius at annoying people. (-glares from Jessica-) Hey, you helped, too... calm down...
Well, we got out of the car and sat on a bench outside as Erica, Will, and Elizabeth pulled in. At first chance, Erica ran up to us with Will and Elizabeth tagging. We stood up in a circle for a minute
"Everything cool?" she asked us.
"Everything's great!" Jessica said.
"Superb," Jack added.
"The cop was really nice..." I said, looking up at the hot and heavily bruised policeman. Erica stared at him a second, then at Jack, Jessica, and myself.
"What did you do to him?" she asked.
"We never laid a finger on him, luv," Jack said as were led into the station.
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- So... you like seeing through Lindsay's eyes? Funny, isn't it? It's my new favorite chapter. By the way... if you could please review, thank you. But other than that, if you would put in a few of your favorite animated Disney films in your review, we'd like that. Snow White is already done... you'll see what we mean. We don't want to start work right away on the sequel, but we do have another plan til school starts... just do that, and we'll be grateful. Thanks a lot for reading. Now please review, huh? Thanks! Cya in the next update! -