Disclaimer- I own many of the characters' personalities, but not their names, with the exception of my own. Yes, this is a Mary Sue, but sort of different because it's really about my friends. But you'll see.

Dedication, because I feel like it- To Meli (Mrs. Depp) and Ashy (Appin Took)

The girls sat on the floor in front of the big screen TV, channel surfing and flipping through magazines. Melissa was cutting out pictures of her favourite celebrities to post in her agenda. Ashley said that it was "healthy" for her, to start stalking someone other than their dad. They soon discovered that nothing good was on, so they turned off the TV and Ashley plopped herself down in front of the computer decidedly to continue her Fanfiction story in which she and her friends get sucked into "Middle-earth". Much to her dismay, it had been deleted and she cried out in frustration.

"How was I supposed to know that they didn't accept script-formats? Stupid flamers!"

"Really, I don't know how much more I could have taken of those guys having pillow fights, drinking, you causing trouble, drinking…it was getting quite boring to be frank."

"What?" exclaimed Ashley. "Let's see you do better!"

"Alright then."

Melissa sat down and started typing.

Meanwhile, Jack had made good of his promise. So far. Ana sat and talked with Elizabeth, gossiping and what not, while Jack was at the other end with Will. Norrington and Gibbs, between who had developed a quite unexpected friendship, were sitting at the bar.

Jack looked longingly over at the place where Norrington and Gibbs sat. "Just one drink, please?" he pleaded.

"No." said Will firmly.

"Pretty please?"

"No."

"With a cherry on top?"

"I swear Jack, you're just like a four year old who can't have his way."

"But I've been good! Just one!"

"You made a promise Jack. You promised, not only your doctor, but your family. What would Ana say? Besides, you have to drive home and I think you've gotten enough tickets and had enough points docked off your driver's license for one night."

"Ana can drive."

"Jack…okay. Let's do this fairly. I won't have a drink, you don't have a drink. Alright? Fair enough?"

"Okay…" replied Jack disappointedly, just like a little kid.

"So," asked Will, changing the topic. "How are your daughters?"

"They're good. Melissa's acting strangely though…she giggles whenever I try to talk to her, she blushes when I kiss her good night…it's freaking me out, man!"

"Hmmmm…" said Will pensively. "It sounds like she's got the hots for her dad."

Jack could have figured this out himself, but he almost choked on the deviled egg he was in the process of eating nonetheless.

"And you would know these symptoms how?" he asked curiously.

"Let's not go there. In any case, speak to Ashley, see if she knows anything about it."

"When did you become a psychologist?"

"Last year, remember?"

"Oh yeah…" he said, the thought just dawning on him. In a lapse of memory, he remembered making a mental note of something to tell Will, but the problem was that he couldn't remember what it was..."You know Will, I think that I'm having a mid-life crisis."

"Well, you've got the car…have you discovered golf yet?"

Jack hung his head.

"I'm terribly sorry, but it's a lost case." Will concluded.

Back at the house, Melissa sat back and stretched a bit. She stared at the computer screen in satisfaction, as Ashley stood over her shoulder and read.

Now, I would normally tell you what it read, but the phone rang, and that was a much more important event. So you'll find out some time, in the near future, what Melissa's story was even remotely about.

In the meanwhile, Ashley ran to pick up the phone.

"I've got it!"

"No, let me answer it!"

Melissa decided to pick up the other phone closer to the computer. No point in trying to beat Ashley to the kitchen. Amazingly, they both picked up at the same time.

"Hello?"

"Ashley, get off! I picked up first!"

"No, I did!"

"Um…hello?" said the caller timidly.

"Hi!"

"Get off Ashley!"

"No, it's okay…I'll just speak to both of you. It's Catherine."

"Hi, how are you?"

"It's sort of creepy how you say exactly the same thing at the same time…but…um…yeah. I'm good. And you?"

"We're good."

"Which one of you was that?"

"What?"

"Who just answered!"

"Huh?"

Dead silence, on all three ends.

"Okay, never mind. I was wondering, are you guys free on Saturday?"

"Sure, yeah. Why?" replied Ashley.

"I was thinking that we could maybe go see a movie or something."

"Okay, which one?"

"I don't know. Which one do you want to see?"

"The Aviator!"

"The Grudge!"

"I wanted to see Lemony Snicket's…"

"Okay."

"Is it okay with your parents?"

"Well, we really can't find out."

"Why not?"

"They're at their annual Christmas party."

She gasped. "Is Will Turner there?"

"Yes. Why are you so obsessed with him? First Melissa and our dad, than you and Will! Am I a loner out here?"

"Perhaps."

"Fine."

"Hey Catherine, do you want to come over here for a sleepover? Tonight?"

"Are your parents going to mind?"

"No, not at all! What could possibly go wrong?"

"Okay, so I'll see you in half an hour!"

"Sure Will, you can stay with us tonight! Why?" Jack inquired. Ana was at the wheel this time, and Will was in the back seat.

"Well, Liz and I sort of got into a spat."

"How, when? You both came to the party together."

"Well, I…um…got a speeding ticket."

Ana glared at Jack.

"When?"

"On the way here."

"So, tonight, you were a total hypocrite."

"Um…yeah."

"That's okay Will, you can stay with us. It'll blow over soon. Same thing happened to us, and we've made up already. Haven't we Jack?" said Ana, nudging Jack in the ribs.

"Oh yeah, sure! See, and we're married, and you and Elizabeth aren't, and if it didn't blow over with us, we wouldn't get a divorce, but you and Elizabeth are just dating so she could br…ah. I'm not making things any better, am I?"

"Nope." replied Ana and Will simultaneously.

They pulled in to the driveway and got out of the car.

"You know what?" said Jack, "Just forget everything I just said! That always works for me. See, when Ana gets angry and starts yelling at me, I just go and watch Spongebob and forget everything she…just…I'll be quiet now."

Ana slammed the door a little aggressively.

"Hey hey hey! Don't dent the car!"

They walked up the pathway, opened the door, and everything a person normally does when they want to get into their house.

But there was nothing. Silence.

"Ash? Meli?" called Jack.

"We're down here, Dad! Hope you don't mind, we invited a friend over!"

"That's fine, sweetie."

"We're all going to sleep down here, okay?"

"Well that's supposed to be where Will's going to sleep."

"We don't mind sharing!" called Catherine.

"Your choice, mate. Share with three teenage girls, or you can sleep on the sofa-bed."

"I've had some bad experiences with sofa-beds."

Jack stared at him.

"It folded up on me in my sleep."

Jack nodded not-so-sympathetically or sincerely. More like he was snickering.

"I'll go downstairs with the girls."

"Best of luck to you mate."

20 minutes later, Will realized that he had made the worst decision of his life. That friend of Melissa and Ashley's was bloody mad.

As Jack helped Will set up the sofa-bed, he realized what he had forgotten to tell Will. It had been about, of course, the bloody mad girl.

"Sorry, forgot to tell you 'bout her. Just remembered!" he said brightly.

"Could you have not tried to remember 20 minutes ago?"

"It's okay; she'll be gone tomorrow morning. And you won't have to worry about a thing. Except this sofa-bed folding up on you tonight…"

Will stopped dead in the middle of fluffing his pillow.

"Don't worry mate! It's safe!"

But she didn't go. That was the problem. On Saturday, they dragged Will along with them to the movies, and shopping, and, worst of all, Jack had forced him into it. He didn't want his daughters to go anywhere unattended by an adult. And the incessant giggling! He couldn't take it anymore.

At the end of his wit, while Melissa and Ashley went to the bathroom, Catherine stayed behind. Strange, really. Will had always wondered why girls go the bathroom in groups.

She started giggling and Will was about ready to strangle her.

"You know Will…"

"My God…" thought Will. "She's starting to try and flirt with me!" That was it. He had reached the end of his rope.

"No, you know what, Catherine? I have a girlfriend! I love her, and that's not going to change! I'm sorry!"

Tears began to pool in Catherine's eyes. "You mean…you're breaking up with me?"

"What do you mean, break up with you? All you've been doing is nagging me for the past couple of days!"

"You don't mean that, it's just a joke, right? Or…or maybe it's a study because you're a psychologist and…"

"No! Just listen to me, and stop crying! No…no…please…" Catherine was bawling by this point. "No, please Catherine, this looks really wrong in public…" he hushed.

Ashley and Melissa came out of the bathroom, and looked at the scene incredulously.

"What happened?"

"He…he…"started Catherine.

"Oh my God, he violated you! Come on, we're getting out of here!" Ashley exclaimed, loud enough for everyone in the whole store to hear. They helped Catherine up and walked out of the store.

"No! No! Please…" cried Will after them.

Two security officers came up behind Will, who was on his knees now. "Well, sir, it seems that we have a problem here…"

"No! It's not what it looks like!"

"I'm afraid you'll have to come with us, sir."