Hey everyone!

I updated two stories in the one day! –Starts cheering wildly - Go me, go me, GO ME!

Sorry, I'm feeling really hyper. Anyway, answers:

Pirate Inxs: Yeah, I felt pretty bad for them too! And yes, I've got a little brother –sigh-. OMG, six? How do you survive? Are you in the middle? Yeah, I've only got Lucus. I couldn't live in a family of seven.

ThecoconutKiwi: It's because I'm on the computer, there's a fan in here and it's the middle of summer where I live. Hey, cool! When's your birthday? Please, I call myself stealingseamonkeys. That is about as spastic and hyper as you can get! Ah, you're smart! Will is in fact Amy's father; he died two years after she was born. I love that daydream… u rock!

Ogreatrandom: I loved enigmagirl2727's profile. The ting with mbus55 (I think that was it) is awesome! And thanks for your definition. I looked around for info myself, and found the most hilarious story on a c2. It's called The Curse Of The Mary Sues, and is by snufflesgal. Read it, it's so so so funny!

Overhim: Thank you!

MeraSparrow: Thanks! And yes, I agree. Ship would be a better term, savvy!

Grateful For Greg: You poor thing! I was banned too, but only for a day. Just wait for a good opportunity. If all else fails, go to a friend's house and demand they let you use their Internet! Please don't be gone forever, I like your reviews!

meofcourse: I'll have to write you a poem later, I'm being hurried up to take my dog for a walk! Have a raincheck! LOL, I'm in Australia darl. We don't go back until the start of February! That's when our new school year starts! This is our summer vacation!

I feel bad for you though. Hold your head high!

Question:

Hee hee, another question. The word eunuch… not a sware word right? It's like lesbian or gay: If used inappropriately, it can be offensive, but not always. Correct?

Anyway, thanks for the reviews. Bye!

SSM ;)

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Amy sulked, staring into the flames while Meg looked out to the ocean. A sign, just one sign…

Meg's eyes widened, not really seeing the rising sun. Maybe… it was a long shot, but what did they have to lose?

"Amy!" Meg cried, running back to the fire.

"What is it?" She snapped.

"Ya mother, wha' did ya say she did? To get rescued?"

"She built a fire. Her Father came and rescued her."

"Why don't we do that?"

Amy looked up, startled. "Do what? Build a fire? Who's looking for us?"

"Papa is! An' I'm sure your – my… Elizabeth Swann would be too!"

"It's a really long shot, Pirate girl. I mean, this would be the last place they would look, don't you think?"

"Wha' else do ya think we could do?"

Amy stared at Meg for a few seconds. Then she grinned. "Let's do it."

The two girls took off, collecting all of the half-burnt crates and barrels. Well, Meg did. Amy picked up twigs and small shafts of wood. They helped though. Once a small assortment of wood had been collected, Amy started to rub two sticks together. Soon, small sparks began to shoot off of it and after a few minutes there was a small fire going.

"I did it!" She screeched, forgetting proper class and socially acceptable manners for a few seconds and rushing up to Meg to give her a hug.

Meg laughed. "Good job!"

The girls continued to pick up more barrels and crates. In two hours of hard work, they had a bonfire raging.

Not having anything left to do, they both sat and watched the horizon, looking for signs of a passing ship.

"You know, if we had of thought of this yesterday, we could have been home by now." Amy said, not bothering to take her eyes off the ocean.

They sat in silence of a few seconds. "Aye, but let's pretend that's not true."

"Ok."

Meg pulled herself to her feet, waded out into the water and waited for a few minutes, then dived suddenly and pulled up a fish.

"Impressive." Amy called out from the sand. Meg brought it back and pulled it open. She started to eat it, raw.

"Ya want some?" She asked, her mouth wide open and revealing a half-chewed up fish head.

Amy screwed up her nose. "I think I'll wait until we get rescued."

They both started to laugh.

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Elizabeth clenched Jack's shoulder so hard he was sure that it would loose circulation. He didn't really care though.

They both where still hanging from the side of the ship. They had been there for the last four hours.

"Jack…" Elizabeth whispered.

"What?"
"Isn't that…"

Jack followed her gaze. His eyes widened.

"Never thought I'd live to see the day when I'd be happy to see Commodore Norrington."

They both let go of the ship, and started to quickly paddle towards the other ship. Elizabeth preyed that James Bear wouldn't see it. Or them.

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"Meg! Meg, wake up!" Amy shook her sister fiercely.

Meg rolled over in the sand, her hair strewn out behind her. She didn't wake up.

"Oh my Lord!" Amy cried under her breath. "WAKE UP, PIRATE GIRL!"

Meg sat up quickly, jerked out of her snooze. "Wha'?"

"Look! A ship! Meg, we're being rescued! Look!"

Meg looked. A ship was sailing towards them. A ship with black sails. A ship that looked awfully familiar to Meg…

Meg's face broke into a huge grin. "The Black Pearl."