Okay…I know…its been…almost a year. You can kick me in the arse, I'll letcha. ;;;; but, HERE is chapter 4….
For the sake of it, I fell out of fanfiction for inari knows how long. But in the meantime, my relationship with WolfSisterKorrina has grown and now she is one of my best friends. So, I have to finish this fic, don't I? I owe to it my friendship with 'Rina. So yeah….off to write chapter 4. (also…in my absence, I spent most of my time improving my artwork. I'd be pleased if you checked me out at baka-kitsune18. thanks!)
Marik stared at the sky. "what the heeellll…are we THERE yet?" he whined.
"Sorry, mate. We've got a few 'ours at least, still." A man standing beside him, said. But not just any man, oh no. A sexy…rough, tough, 42-year-old-but-still-kickin'-ass JACK SPARROW! (yeahyeahyeah I'm a depp fan. Shaddup. / …)
"Where exactly are we going, anyway?" Marik inquired. He'd forgotten to ask before. (with Malik: "idiot…") but no matter, he'd asked now! Still didn't help him any.
"The best place ya could eva picture, mate. There's girls everywhere! And RUM! Oh my, do I love rum. 'Tis the best, ever, mate. It's tasty and golden-brown and…well yes it looks like shit BUT I DON'T CARE IT TASTES GREAT!"
'enthusiastic, much..?' The Egyptian-with-the-spiky-hair thought to himself.
With Malik:
"crap…I better get him out of there…it'd be best if children didn't learn about Mariks…soon-to-be-discovered….sex life…." Malik said while blanching. Eww…
Standing up, Malik went over to his…unfortunately, large, collection of Disney films.
"lets see…Beauty and the Beast…Aladdin…Hunchback of Notre Dame…Aha!" Malik murmured to himself. He'd found the perfect movie. This would be interesting…
And with that, he removed the Pirates of the Caribbean DVD, popping in the new one.
Back with Smexy-Sparrow and Super-Egypt-Boi:
Like with the previous film change, the area around started to grow dark. Marik groaned. 'Not again…well, I AINT GOIN' ALONE!' and with that, Marik grabbed a strong hold onto Sparrow's left shoulder, which incidentally was his bad one, which incidentally caused a chain reation of the defribulatorishness to crack and break the anfribu- I'll shut up now.
Anyway, Marik, grabbing suddenly onto Sparrow, enough to give Sparrow severe shoulder cramps, observed the surrounding ocean to go dark, along with the ship. But, just as he'd hoped, Sparrow was still visible, like him. It looked like Sparrow was goin' with him!
And, because the god of film seemed to hate our main character, Marik, and Sparrow, began falling. Falling, falling, falling. And then hitting the ground. Hard. And giving themselves more cramps.
"Ow." Marik stated. Unlike his pirate friend, doing a Nine-Inch-Nails impression, speaking completely in obscenities.
5 minutes later
"Are you quite finished, yet?" Marik said, bored. While his friend was cursing, he'd chosen to use his time and examine. They seemed to be in the back alleyway of a quaint little…European town. All happy and smiley and what-have-you. Quite nice, really. Marik wanted to kill it.
Finally, Sparrow shut up. So they stood up and walked further down the alleyway, and came in contact with a large cloud of smoke.
"OW!" someone yelped. "YOU MESSED UP MY SHOES! HOW DARE YOU!"
'what the hell?' Marik thought to himself. What would a prima donna be doing in an alleyway. Still unable to see who it was that they'd offended, Marik walked further, until he too bumped into whoever it was.
Blinking away the smoke, Marik examined him. A blond man…wearing a jacket like a cape. Was this man a uke…? Looked like it…
TBC…
I'm sorry this chapter is so short but my family is now dragging me with them to go swimming. I PROMISE to update soon. If I don't, you can go onto Deviantart and yell at me 'till I do!
Once again, I am terribly sorry for the wait, but I did try writing it until now, but nothing seemed right. Sorry!
