Pirates of the Caribbean 2: the Spirit of the Dead
Disclaimer: You know, if you really wanted to shove it in my face that I don't own anything, might I point out that YOU PROBABLY DON'T EITHER??
A/N: I'm going to dedicate this chapter thingy to Ana and Mary Price, because I love them so much and it is their birthday!! (And Avril Lavigne's birthday too, now that I think about it)
Chapter 8: Holy Terror
ELIZABETH
"You've got to let me out of here!" Elizabeth screamed at her locked bedroom door.
"Not until you agree to marry Norrington," her father answered stubbornly.
She jerked back the curtain and flung a lamp at her window. They both broke, as she'd predicted, showering glass everywhere. She gave a fake yelp.
Barely aware of her father yelling through the door, she stepped carefully over the bits of glass and peered out her window. It was a long jump, but she thought she could make it.
Her father burst through the finally unlocked door.
Elizabeth looked back at him, screamed "Holy terror!" just for effect, and jumped out the window.
WILL
Will made his way over to Governor Swann's house. He was going to tell him that—
A completely phony scream filled the air. Will stopped where he was—right in front of the Governor's house and under someone's window—and looked around. The people on the street nearby were all gasping and pointing up, right at what he had just now realized was Elizabeth's window. He looked up and saw Elizabeth peering down. Then she looked back over her shoulder and screamed "Holy terror!" or something like it, and jumped.
Will caught her with a flump.
"Hi," he said.
ANAMARIA
"Uh, Jack?" Anamaria said uncertainly.
Jack grunted.
"Are you alright?" she asked, looking at him closely.
"Yes, I am, why do you ask?"
"Because you're steering the ship toward Port Royal."
"Didn't I say I was going to?"
"But—"
"Weren't you the one who said that I missed the two of them?"
"The captain is sane, Anamaria," Gibbs reassured her, "Sane as he'll ever be."
"Positive?"
"Shut up, the both of you," said Jack, nodding to the sign at the front of Port Royal that read 'Pirates, ye be warned'.
The three of them nodded respectively at the bodies in unison and went back to their bickering.
"WE'RE HERE!" Gibbs yelled over Jack and Anamaria's voices.
"We're what?" they said.
"We're here," Gibbs repeated.
A/N: Well, well, will you look at that! My chapters are still miserably short, because I just can't seem to make them longer...I feel rotten.
Holliday1081: Yeah, I know I shouldn't worry about my plot, but I'm thinking that maybe since mine isn't really that interesting I will just randomly decide not to finish this story, and that would be silly. But I love yours, keep it coming!!
wlliz: (gives a happy, gleeful look)
divabee: Yes, Cali, I love you too.
DracoIsMyLOVER: Oh, Tram, you silly thing you!! I love you very much, and you know, just since you're my friend doesn't mean that if my story stinks worse than Hilary Duff you don't have to tell me...I know you are so obsessed with HP fanfictions!! (grin)
sorylvr6: No, you don't love me more than I love you...HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! TO YOU AND AVRIL LAVIGNE!!