A/N: Do not own Chewbacca or POC (Pirates of the Caribbean...duh...lol)
Chewbacca had finally settled down on the leather couch beside me, but was still shivering because of the booming thunder. I watched the screen on our big TV with intensity. It was my favorite part in the movie! Captain Jack had just given his famous "What about the rum?" bit. I laughed my high pitched laugh that annoyed even some of my best friends who were all my age only fifteen. Chewbacca's ears flew up. He suddenly ran out of the room. I heard his tiny paws thumping on the stairs as he went up to hide under my brother's bed. He knew something I did not. He knew to get out of the way! Trouble was coming. Suddenly the power went out as a huge bolt of lightening stuck nearby. I heard the stupid dog's yelping upstairs. The living room was dark. I could not see my hand in front of my face. Then suddenly I knew I wasn't alone in the house. I heard a heavy breathing, and it wasn't coming from Chewbacca. Then I heard a groan. My eyes grew wide. "UH OH," I thought. I'd seen to many stories on the news about what happen to girls when people broke in their houses...can you saw gore and murder?
"Uhhhhhh," Someone groaned again. "I've never had a hangover this bad," A man said in the darkness. I knew that voice...but from where?
"Jack, you haven't ever had breath this bad either," I was surprised to hear a female proper English accented voice in the darkness. "Ahhh! It smells sooo bad,"
"Why'd everything get so dark?" The Jack asked.
"The sun fell from the sky," The girl said sarcastically.
"Will you two stop arguing??" Another man said. I was desperately trying to find a candle and some matches.
"Commander Norrington!?" The girl's voice suddenly went quite shrill. Everyone groaned and covered their ears. If she reached any higher notes with her voice she would shatter glass. Lightening lit up the room temporality, but when I turned all was dark again.
"Yes I'm here and so is Mr. Turner," Commander Norrington said in an irritated tone.
"Will! How'd you get off the Pearl?" She asked. I was fumbling with a match. I'd found my mother's favorite ginger snap flavored candle and now I was attempting to light it.
"I dunno. I was there and then Bam! I came here," Will said.
"Oh Will!" I heard her say dreamily. Then I heard a smacking sound. It sounded as though she had kissed him.
"That felt nice luv," Jack Sparrow said in a slurred way. "Sad it has to end,"
"Ohh!" The girl (who I could only guess was Elizabeth) shrieked. Again we all covered our ears and groaned. "EEWWW!" I heard a resounding slapping sound.
"Well you didn't have to go to the trouble and make me feel better about the situation, luv," I finally struck the match against something and it flamed so I hurriedly lit the candle.
"I say what's that," Commander Norrington exclaimed at the light.
"It's a candle you fool," Jack Sparrow said sarcastically.
"NOOOOOOO!" Will suddenly let out a bloodcurdling, spine curdling and (whatever else can curdle...spleen, liver, kidney...ect) scream. Everyone looked up at him.
"Problem?" Norrington asked.
"No not really," Will shrugged. "I just felt it would help the mood some how,"
"Who are you?" Elizabeth asked. She was the first to realize I was standing right there with a candle in my hand. The room was still pretty dark. I could make out their shapes in the shadows.
"I...I...um...,"
"You could start by giving me your name you sweet angel upon the earth," Norrington suddenly spoke up. My mouth dropped open. Everyone else was in shock.
"Next you'll be want'n the lass's address," Jack mumbled. Elizabeth jabbed him in the stomach with her elbow. "Oafff." He groaned. "I don't think I deserved that,"
"My names Katherine Rice, call me Kat,"
"Cat? As in meow? As in the cat's meow?" Norrington purred. I turned red.
"Umm not quite, Commander," Elizabeth said. I heard the fridge door open.
"Jack what are you doing?" Will asked.
"Looking for me rum," Jack slurred again.
"All we have is Bud Light, and some of my mom's diet beer,"
"Bud Light?" Jack questioned. "Some sort of uhh new pirate name or sumthing?"
"Um...no," Before I could say anything else he pried the cap of the beer with his teeth and guzzled the stuff down.
"This stuff is watered down!" He said in disgusted, and then he pointed a finger at Elizabeth. "You...all the rum is....gone!"
"Hmmm, why? Oh yes I already explained it," Her voice cracked. Norrington was still looking at me and winking flirtatiously. "It is an evil and vile drink!"
"Did you know that if you mix the letters around in evil you get the word v- i-l-e?" Will mused. Jack rolled his eyes and came back over walking his famous swagger.
"Ya know Will I don't think that eva crossed me mind," He said tossing the empty beer bottle behind him. It landed in the trash can with perfect form.
"Maybe you should try to get on the Mavericks," I said. I pulled my hand away from Norrington who was kissing it.
"No luv, I don't like messing around cows, nasty beasts," Jack answered. Ok I was going crazy. I had all the main characters except for Barbossa in my living room....get back to you on where Barbossa was hiding...
Chewbacca had finally settled down on the leather couch beside me, but was still shivering because of the booming thunder. I watched the screen on our big TV with intensity. It was my favorite part in the movie! Captain Jack had just given his famous "What about the rum?" bit. I laughed my high pitched laugh that annoyed even some of my best friends who were all my age only fifteen. Chewbacca's ears flew up. He suddenly ran out of the room. I heard his tiny paws thumping on the stairs as he went up to hide under my brother's bed. He knew something I did not. He knew to get out of the way! Trouble was coming. Suddenly the power went out as a huge bolt of lightening stuck nearby. I heard the stupid dog's yelping upstairs. The living room was dark. I could not see my hand in front of my face. Then suddenly I knew I wasn't alone in the house. I heard a heavy breathing, and it wasn't coming from Chewbacca. Then I heard a groan. My eyes grew wide. "UH OH," I thought. I'd seen to many stories on the news about what happen to girls when people broke in their houses...can you saw gore and murder?
"Uhhhhhh," Someone groaned again. "I've never had a hangover this bad," A man said in the darkness. I knew that voice...but from where?
"Jack, you haven't ever had breath this bad either," I was surprised to hear a female proper English accented voice in the darkness. "Ahhh! It smells sooo bad,"
"Why'd everything get so dark?" The Jack asked.
"The sun fell from the sky," The girl said sarcastically.
"Will you two stop arguing??" Another man said. I was desperately trying to find a candle and some matches.
"Commander Norrington!?" The girl's voice suddenly went quite shrill. Everyone groaned and covered their ears. If she reached any higher notes with her voice she would shatter glass. Lightening lit up the room temporality, but when I turned all was dark again.
"Yes I'm here and so is Mr. Turner," Commander Norrington said in an irritated tone.
"Will! How'd you get off the Pearl?" She asked. I was fumbling with a match. I'd found my mother's favorite ginger snap flavored candle and now I was attempting to light it.
"I dunno. I was there and then Bam! I came here," Will said.
"Oh Will!" I heard her say dreamily. Then I heard a smacking sound. It sounded as though she had kissed him.
"That felt nice luv," Jack Sparrow said in a slurred way. "Sad it has to end,"
"Ohh!" The girl (who I could only guess was Elizabeth) shrieked. Again we all covered our ears and groaned. "EEWWW!" I heard a resounding slapping sound.
"Well you didn't have to go to the trouble and make me feel better about the situation, luv," I finally struck the match against something and it flamed so I hurriedly lit the candle.
"I say what's that," Commander Norrington exclaimed at the light.
"It's a candle you fool," Jack Sparrow said sarcastically.
"NOOOOOOO!" Will suddenly let out a bloodcurdling, spine curdling and (whatever else can curdle...spleen, liver, kidney...ect) scream. Everyone looked up at him.
"Problem?" Norrington asked.
"No not really," Will shrugged. "I just felt it would help the mood some how,"
"Who are you?" Elizabeth asked. She was the first to realize I was standing right there with a candle in my hand. The room was still pretty dark. I could make out their shapes in the shadows.
"I...I...um...,"
"You could start by giving me your name you sweet angel upon the earth," Norrington suddenly spoke up. My mouth dropped open. Everyone else was in shock.
"Next you'll be want'n the lass's address," Jack mumbled. Elizabeth jabbed him in the stomach with her elbow. "Oafff." He groaned. "I don't think I deserved that,"
"My names Katherine Rice, call me Kat,"
"Cat? As in meow? As in the cat's meow?" Norrington purred. I turned red.
"Umm not quite, Commander," Elizabeth said. I heard the fridge door open.
"Jack what are you doing?" Will asked.
"Looking for me rum," Jack slurred again.
"All we have is Bud Light, and some of my mom's diet beer,"
"Bud Light?" Jack questioned. "Some sort of uhh new pirate name or sumthing?"
"Um...no," Before I could say anything else he pried the cap of the beer with his teeth and guzzled the stuff down.
"This stuff is watered down!" He said in disgusted, and then he pointed a finger at Elizabeth. "You...all the rum is....gone!"
"Hmmm, why? Oh yes I already explained it," Her voice cracked. Norrington was still looking at me and winking flirtatiously. "It is an evil and vile drink!"
"Did you know that if you mix the letters around in evil you get the word v- i-l-e?" Will mused. Jack rolled his eyes and came back over walking his famous swagger.
"Ya know Will I don't think that eva crossed me mind," He said tossing the empty beer bottle behind him. It landed in the trash can with perfect form.
"Maybe you should try to get on the Mavericks," I said. I pulled my hand away from Norrington who was kissing it.
"No luv, I don't like messing around cows, nasty beasts," Jack answered. Ok I was going crazy. I had all the main characters except for Barbossa in my living room....get back to you on where Barbossa was hiding...