A/N: Lovely ending Tory has left me with. Right? Ugh, I have no idea where to go. Here goes nothing. Well, actually it can't be nothing considering that nothing is something. But then again it can't be something if nothing is there. But then what is nothing? The absence of something. But what if that something is nothing? Then what? Ugh I confuse myself.
We entered our room/cell/imprisonment/well you get the point.
"Jack wasn't exactly in a good mood was he?" I said.
"You know, he's kind of hot when he's angry though," said Tory," I wonder what went on up there. And that man, he kept telling us to 'hold on and don't let go' of something. Who was he anyway? He wasn't in the movie. Hmmm.....maybe he's from the extended DVD,"
"I don't think so Tory. But yeah, your right, who is he?"
"My Daddy."
"Um. No. Tory I think you're losing it. Your dad is nice and safe at home thousands of miles from here and in a different time period. That man was not your dad." I said glancing over at her.
"No that wasn't me,"
"It was me."
We both turned and looked over at the small girl who sat forgotten in the corner.
"What did you say?" Tory asked in a sugary sweet voice (uncharacteristic to her own).
"That's my Daddy," the little girl repeated.
"Oh. What's your name?"
"Ellie....short for Eleanor Marilyn Annabelle Elizabeth Helen Dejoringo Gesseppe Frandolor Juanito Neila Jamesington."
"Oh. I'm Sarina. Short for Sarina Taylor."
"I'm this many." She said holding up four chubby fingers.
She was so adorable. She had soft golden curls and rosy cheeks. Her long curly lashes framed her bright blue eyes.
There was one thing that bothered me about the small girl though. On the ragged ribbon tied in her hair the was a solitary word that would make the blood in Tory and my veins freeze. Embroidered in gold silk thread was the word "pulcherrimae." Ugh Latin, I thought (A/n: HORRIBLE FORSHADOWING MOMENT. As if translating Latin in class isn't enough!)
"So Ellie," said Tory, "How did you and your daddy get here?"
The girl's only answers were a couple soft fluttery breaths. Looking over we realized she had fallen to sleep on the ragged pile of straw. She must have been really tired because that straw was no goose down mattress.
"I guess we better get to sleep too," said Tory (also uncharacteristic to Tory because she is the one who encourages us to try to stay up 24 hours at sleepovers).
I pushed a lump of straw over to the corner by the dresser and listening to the sound of the waves slapping against the side of the Pearl I drifted off to sleep.
~*~*~*~*~*
I woke up the next morning to a wonderful surprise. I had been dreaming (HARHAR pluperfect passive for all you Latin students) that I was asked to memorize the whole Lord of the Rings movie script by Peter Jackson in case his Palm Pilot (a/n: Two or one word(s) I will never know) which happened to take the shape of a kangaroo hopped away. I had just started to work on the prologue.
"The world has changed..... "I murmured. "I can feel it in the water....I can smell it in the air."
I squirmed in my sleep. "Ew! I really do smell something in the air" I thought. And believe me it wasn't the smell of Saurons black evil taking over middle earth (which actually might smell better). Yet it was familiar.
It was-
"Wake up girl. Yeh stupid groggy good for nothin....."
My eyes opened. I screamed. There was a stinky pirate in my face.
"Geez." I said to him sticking my hand in his face and pushing him away." When was the last time you brushed your teeth?" He looked at me surprised then gained back some of his stinky composure as the shock wore off.
"The Captain wants to see yeh."
With that he strode off slamming our flimsy little door behind him. I heard his heavy footsteps clanking away and could still smell him down the hallway.(LOL Ali, Tory and Alessia.)
A/N: Sarina: HAHA IM DONE AND I SUCCEEDED (CEDE! ROOT WORDS! AH LATIN AND ENGLISH CLASS COMBINE NOOOOOOOOO) AVOIDED EXPLAIN THE PLOT AND USING LOTS OF PIRATE LINGO!!!! I'm so proud of myself. Sorry this being a villain thing is going to my head. Review or I will hunt you down.
Tory: No Jokes for the Eskimo man lalalalallalalala no jokes....
Sarina: (trying to talk over Tory) Just kidding... I'm a really nice person actually
Tory: No more jokes for the Eskimo man lalalalalalalala
Sarina: (continuing) and I would never hunt you down. I would hurt a fly. I'm a very non violent person.
Tory: No more joking for the Eskimo man-
Sarina: (SCREAMING) Tory! Shut up!!!!!!!!!! *slaps her*
Tory: I can smell him down the hallway. I'll have to go call my Mom and tell her.
REVIEW Everyone!
We entered our room/cell/imprisonment/well you get the point.
"Jack wasn't exactly in a good mood was he?" I said.
"You know, he's kind of hot when he's angry though," said Tory," I wonder what went on up there. And that man, he kept telling us to 'hold on and don't let go' of something. Who was he anyway? He wasn't in the movie. Hmmm.....maybe he's from the extended DVD,"
"I don't think so Tory. But yeah, your right, who is he?"
"My Daddy."
"Um. No. Tory I think you're losing it. Your dad is nice and safe at home thousands of miles from here and in a different time period. That man was not your dad." I said glancing over at her.
"No that wasn't me,"
"It was me."
We both turned and looked over at the small girl who sat forgotten in the corner.
"What did you say?" Tory asked in a sugary sweet voice (uncharacteristic to her own).
"That's my Daddy," the little girl repeated.
"Oh. What's your name?"
"Ellie....short for Eleanor Marilyn Annabelle Elizabeth Helen Dejoringo Gesseppe Frandolor Juanito Neila Jamesington."
"Oh. I'm Sarina. Short for Sarina Taylor."
"I'm this many." She said holding up four chubby fingers.
She was so adorable. She had soft golden curls and rosy cheeks. Her long curly lashes framed her bright blue eyes.
There was one thing that bothered me about the small girl though. On the ragged ribbon tied in her hair the was a solitary word that would make the blood in Tory and my veins freeze. Embroidered in gold silk thread was the word "pulcherrimae." Ugh Latin, I thought (A/n: HORRIBLE FORSHADOWING MOMENT. As if translating Latin in class isn't enough!)
"So Ellie," said Tory, "How did you and your daddy get here?"
The girl's only answers were a couple soft fluttery breaths. Looking over we realized she had fallen to sleep on the ragged pile of straw. She must have been really tired because that straw was no goose down mattress.
"I guess we better get to sleep too," said Tory (also uncharacteristic to Tory because she is the one who encourages us to try to stay up 24 hours at sleepovers).
I pushed a lump of straw over to the corner by the dresser and listening to the sound of the waves slapping against the side of the Pearl I drifted off to sleep.
~*~*~*~*~*
I woke up the next morning to a wonderful surprise. I had been dreaming (HARHAR pluperfect passive for all you Latin students) that I was asked to memorize the whole Lord of the Rings movie script by Peter Jackson in case his Palm Pilot (a/n: Two or one word(s) I will never know) which happened to take the shape of a kangaroo hopped away. I had just started to work on the prologue.
"The world has changed..... "I murmured. "I can feel it in the water....I can smell it in the air."
I squirmed in my sleep. "Ew! I really do smell something in the air" I thought. And believe me it wasn't the smell of Saurons black evil taking over middle earth (which actually might smell better). Yet it was familiar.
It was-
"Wake up girl. Yeh stupid groggy good for nothin....."
My eyes opened. I screamed. There was a stinky pirate in my face.
"Geez." I said to him sticking my hand in his face and pushing him away." When was the last time you brushed your teeth?" He looked at me surprised then gained back some of his stinky composure as the shock wore off.
"The Captain wants to see yeh."
With that he strode off slamming our flimsy little door behind him. I heard his heavy footsteps clanking away and could still smell him down the hallway.(LOL Ali, Tory and Alessia.)
A/N: Sarina: HAHA IM DONE AND I SUCCEEDED (CEDE! ROOT WORDS! AH LATIN AND ENGLISH CLASS COMBINE NOOOOOOOOO) AVOIDED EXPLAIN THE PLOT AND USING LOTS OF PIRATE LINGO!!!! I'm so proud of myself. Sorry this being a villain thing is going to my head. Review or I will hunt you down.
Tory: No Jokes for the Eskimo man lalalalallalalala no jokes....
Sarina: (trying to talk over Tory) Just kidding... I'm a really nice person actually
Tory: No more jokes for the Eskimo man lalalalalalalala
Sarina: (continuing) and I would never hunt you down. I would hurt a fly. I'm a very non violent person.
Tory: No more joking for the Eskimo man-
Sarina: (SCREAMING) Tory! Shut up!!!!!!!!!! *slaps her*
Tory: I can smell him down the hallway. I'll have to go call my Mom and tell her.
REVIEW Everyone!