A/N: I am pleased to inform those of you who bother to read author notes that this story seems to be a success! Woot, have a party! I actually have almost all of this written out, I've just waited (enter month number here) to update because, well, I'm lazy? Nah, I just like to keep you all hanging on the edge of your seats long enough to almost pissyour pants. . . and then I save the day. Does it work? Maybe!

I've gotten a ton of reviews for just one chapter so far, and I wanted to tell everyone how much I really appriciate them. It truly means a lot to me to know that all of you are enjoying something that I'm enjoying to make!

I am not pleased to inform those of you who read this that I might not update for a while, once again. I might, however! I really have to re-watch National Treasure again to complete this (I don't own it), so I'll have to get my hands on that movie once again. I hope most of you are catching the small humor included in this, too. I've included a few lines from Peter Pan ("I do believe in stories, I do! I do!), and in this I believe from Pirates of the Caribbean -smiles- Have any of you noticed? Tell me in a review! Maybe I am insane, but if you notice then I'm not . . . or you are too . . . err . . . I'll let you read now. Have fun!

DICLAIMER: I DISCLAIM THIS, BUT THE IDEA.


SOME GUY: LEMME HAVE A SMOKE!

BEN: NO! It's mine! It's a clue!

Ben seems to know what he is doing and finds some paper to place his own blood upon that he so boldly cut open and wipes it on the pipe, only to being rolling it onto the paper.

BEN: IT'S A RIDDLE!

RILEY: Oooh that's why I can't understand it!

BEN: No, you're just stupid.

RILEY: . . .

IAN: What does it mean?

BEN: isn't it obvious? This here riddle declares that there is some message that cannot be seen by the naked eye written somewhere that will be preserved forever unless someone happens to defy the government and steal it and put citric acid all over it which could cause it to degrade and hopefully we won't be punished too badly for!

IAN: THE DECLARATION OF INDEPENDENCE! WE STEEL IT!

RILEY: NO! We go to prison for ever!

BEN: He's right, man.

IAN: THEN I DO IT ALONE! I TAKE PIPE FROM YOU!

BEN: NO!

IAN: YES!

BEN: NO!

IAN: YES!

BEN: MINE, MINE, SHOO!

IAN: I SHOOT YOU!

BEN: -lights a flare- YOU SHOOT AND I DROP THIS ONTO THE GUN POWDER!

EVERYONE: -gasps-

AUDIENCE: Noooo! You'll all die!

IAN: AND WHAT IF WE STAND HERE AND TALK ABOUT TRYING TO KILL EACHOTHER SO LONG THAT THE FLARE GOES OUT, HUH? WHAT THEN, SMARTASS?

BEN: feck. I know what I'll do, I'll inconspicuously try to take you off guard and throw this shiney flare at you so hopefully fate will choose the ending so that way if it does drop it won't be my fault anyway because you're the one who dropped it!

In slow-mo the flare is flung from Ben's grasp.

RILEY: NooooooooOoOOoOOoOOoOooOoooo! -dives to the floor and covers head hoping to live-

In fast motion and with a sigh of relief from the audience Ian DOES catch the flare and holds it up in fictory laughing like a madman.

IAN: MWuahahHAHAHhahahHAHAHhahahHAHhHAHAAA!

POOF

IAN (screaming in pain from his arm that has now caught miracuously caught fire): AHHHHhHhHHhHHhhh! -slow-mo once again and the flare drops to the floor landing in non other than the gun powder-

IAN: Oh shit, now I've done it.

EVERYONE: - scramble scramble trip scramble -

IAN AND HIS TEAM: - get to the door first and locks Ben and Riley in -

BEN: Run! Quick! - stomps on floor to conveniently find hidden trap-door - Riley, buddy ol' pal ol' friend, come here! - shoves down the trapdoor - ON WE GO!

Outside The Ship That Is About To Blow In Mere Seconds

IAN: Quick, grab the awesome plow-through-anything-mobile-tracors and get THE HELL OUT OF HERE! LEAVE NONE BEHIND FOR BEN AND RILEY!

SHIP: - blows up -

IAN: MWuahahHAHAHhahahHAHAHhahahHAHhHAHAAA!

DEAD FROZON-ZOMBIE-CAPTAIN: QUIT BLOWIN' HOLES IN MY SHIP!


A/N: Hope you enjoyed this one, too! Is it rather short? I'm sorry . . . I want to get the most chapters out of this as possible. Plus with all that I've got, which isn't that much (sadly), so hopefully I'll actually finish it.

I hope this fic has cheered some of you who are depressed feel better, and some in a mood to laugh to in fact laugh. :-) I'll talk with you all soon!

Please Read and Review

With love,

Zaliassa

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