Well this story has hit it off. So I thought that it would be a good idea to give it another chapter.
Disclaiemr: I don't own POTC.
Conversation between Commodore Norrington, Gilette and Jack Sparrow
"Your hair looks like vanilla ice cream." said Jack as he was led into the local prison by Norrington and Gilette.
It was times like these that the Commodore wished that the prison wasn't so far off.
"Yes." he replied huffily. "Everyone seems to say that." he added.
"And your face is really smooth and clean-shaven. Like you never really had hair on it." said Jack. "And that's like a really long time since you look about eighty-billion years old instead of eighty."
"I happen to NOT be eighty. I am only 30." said Norrington.
"Yeah." said Jack smiling sarcastiacally. "And I'm eighteen years old."
"How old are you anyways?" asked Gilette with a wondering tone. "You don't look that old, and yet you still don't look young either. Not like that Will Turner."
"I wouldn't be talking about him if I were you. He's gay. Wait, not gay, a eunuch."
"Really?" asked Norrington in a surprised voice.
"And how would you know?" asked Gilette.
"What? Wait... EEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!! HELLSA NO!!!!!!!!" said Jack with a horrifed look on his face.
"It was just an innocent question." sighed Norrington. "And I would also like to learn how you would know by the way."
"He told me." said Jack cautiously.
"Having one of those heart-to-heart-girl-talk sort of things now, eh?" asked Gilette as he snickered.
Norrington started to get into it too. "Yeah. So is that what girls do at their little sleepovers?"
"Wouldn't you like to know, you little virgin you." said Jack with a solemn expression on his face.
"Pshaw. I am NOT a virgin." said Norrington as his face slowly turned redder and redder by the minute.
"Then who was the unlucky bastard?" asked Jack.
"I'll not tell the likes of you." said Norrington huffily.
"Well then I don't believe ye." said Jack.
"Fine. Her name was Sally."
"Sally who?"
"Sally... Storington."
"Don't you think it's a little obvious when people are trying to make up people because the person that you have made up's name rhymes with theirs?" asked Jack of Gilette.
"Yeah I do think it is. Wait, do you mean Norry?"
"No." said JAck and then when Norrington turned his head, he nodded at Gilette, who after that wore a knwing expression on his face a while after.
"And I'm sure you AREN'T a virgin, then, Mr. Sparrow." spat Norrington.
"Well, I happen to NOT be one."
"Who was the unlucky lady? Some prostitute?"
"It just so happens that she was NOT a prostitute." said Jack and then he began to grin. "It was Elizabeth, one year ago."
Norrington looked shocked for a moment, then he slapped Jack across the face. "How dare you tell such a horrid lie."
Gilette and Jack looked at Norrington with amusement on their faces before Jack burst out laughing.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHAA!!!!!!!!!!!!! NORRINGTON BITCH-SLAPPED ME!!!!!! HE'S SUCH A GIRL!!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAAA!!!!!!"
Jack either could not or would not stop laughing so Norrington and Gilette had to deal with it until they got to the prison.
After they locked him in, Gilette seemed troubled for a while, since he still thought that his hero was still a virgin. Even HE wasn't a virgin.
"What's on your mind, Gilette?" asked Norrington after a while.
"Are you still a virgin?" blurted Gilette.
"Will you not laugh at me?' asked Norrington nervously.
"I promise not to laugh." replied Gilette.
"I'm still-" started Norrington then he thought better of it. '-NOT a virgin."
Then he smiled hesitantly.
'Thank God.' thought Gilette and he followed Norrington back to the fort.
So that chapter was somewhat short. I thought it was okay.
I just bought the new Green Day CD today and I thought it was really good.
I kinda didn't like how they said fuck in almost every song, as my parents heard me listening to it and were none to thrilled.
Well, what can you do?
Anyways, I want you guys to R&R and maybe read some of my other stories too. Peace Out.
Disclaiemr: I don't own POTC.
Conversation between Commodore Norrington, Gilette and Jack Sparrow
"Your hair looks like vanilla ice cream." said Jack as he was led into the local prison by Norrington and Gilette.
It was times like these that the Commodore wished that the prison wasn't so far off.
"Yes." he replied huffily. "Everyone seems to say that." he added.
"And your face is really smooth and clean-shaven. Like you never really had hair on it." said Jack. "And that's like a really long time since you look about eighty-billion years old instead of eighty."
"I happen to NOT be eighty. I am only 30." said Norrington.
"Yeah." said Jack smiling sarcastiacally. "And I'm eighteen years old."
"How old are you anyways?" asked Gilette with a wondering tone. "You don't look that old, and yet you still don't look young either. Not like that Will Turner."
"I wouldn't be talking about him if I were you. He's gay. Wait, not gay, a eunuch."
"Really?" asked Norrington in a surprised voice.
"And how would you know?" asked Gilette.
"What? Wait... EEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!! HELLSA NO!!!!!!!!" said Jack with a horrifed look on his face.
"It was just an innocent question." sighed Norrington. "And I would also like to learn how you would know by the way."
"He told me." said Jack cautiously.
"Having one of those heart-to-heart-girl-talk sort of things now, eh?" asked Gilette as he snickered.
Norrington started to get into it too. "Yeah. So is that what girls do at their little sleepovers?"
"Wouldn't you like to know, you little virgin you." said Jack with a solemn expression on his face.
"Pshaw. I am NOT a virgin." said Norrington as his face slowly turned redder and redder by the minute.
"Then who was the unlucky bastard?" asked Jack.
"I'll not tell the likes of you." said Norrington huffily.
"Well then I don't believe ye." said Jack.
"Fine. Her name was Sally."
"Sally who?"
"Sally... Storington."
"Don't you think it's a little obvious when people are trying to make up people because the person that you have made up's name rhymes with theirs?" asked Jack of Gilette.
"Yeah I do think it is. Wait, do you mean Norry?"
"No." said JAck and then when Norrington turned his head, he nodded at Gilette, who after that wore a knwing expression on his face a while after.
"And I'm sure you AREN'T a virgin, then, Mr. Sparrow." spat Norrington.
"Well, I happen to NOT be one."
"Who was the unlucky lady? Some prostitute?"
"It just so happens that she was NOT a prostitute." said Jack and then he began to grin. "It was Elizabeth, one year ago."
Norrington looked shocked for a moment, then he slapped Jack across the face. "How dare you tell such a horrid lie."
Gilette and Jack looked at Norrington with amusement on their faces before Jack burst out laughing.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHAA!!!!!!!!!!!!! NORRINGTON BITCH-SLAPPED ME!!!!!! HE'S SUCH A GIRL!!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAAA!!!!!!"
Jack either could not or would not stop laughing so Norrington and Gilette had to deal with it until they got to the prison.
After they locked him in, Gilette seemed troubled for a while, since he still thought that his hero was still a virgin. Even HE wasn't a virgin.
"What's on your mind, Gilette?" asked Norrington after a while.
"Are you still a virgin?" blurted Gilette.
"Will you not laugh at me?' asked Norrington nervously.
"I promise not to laugh." replied Gilette.
"I'm still-" started Norrington then he thought better of it. '-NOT a virgin."
Then he smiled hesitantly.
'Thank God.' thought Gilette and he followed Norrington back to the fort.
So that chapter was somewhat short. I thought it was okay.
I just bought the new Green Day CD today and I thought it was really good.
I kinda didn't like how they said fuck in almost every song, as my parents heard me listening to it and were none to thrilled.
Well, what can you do?
Anyways, I want you guys to R&R and maybe read some of my other stories too. Peace Out.