Hey everyone, how go your lives? I just saw POTC: DMC for the third time (yes, the third), and it was awesome once again(begins to hum, "I've got a jar of dirt"). I would like to take this time to take a leaf out of Disney's book and ADVERTISE my other fanfics: For those who like Avatar (on Nick), I've got a nice season finale version for you, for those who like Pirates of the Caribbean (how can you not, seriously!), there're two very nice stories, one's a sweet and fluffy Will/Liz, the other's more complicated. It's a song fic that's sort of a combo of Jack/Liz and Will/Liz. THANK YOU TO ALL OF MY WONDERFUL REVIEWERS! A brief quote:

Elizabeth: NO! This is barbaric and…oh FINE! (starts walking a bit like Jack) Let's just take out our swords and start BANGING away at each other! That's it! Like it's going to fix anything! I HAVE HAD IT! I've had it with wobbly-legged, rum soaked PIRATES!

Without further ado, your story:

"Oh no, this is NOT happening," Hannah groaned to herself as she recognized the person standing in the doorway. "Oliver!" she whispered fiercely. "What the heck are you doing here?"

"Hey Miley, I mean," Oliver gave a huge fake wink, "Hannah. How goes the babysitting biz?" Hannah rolled her eyes. Lily-Rose and Jack peered over the edges of their seats.

"Uh, my friend and I will be in the kitchen, and I'll be back momentarily! Just keep watching Nemo for a few minutes," Hannah told them anxiously while dragging Oliver in to the kitchen.

"Hey, it's Nemo!" Oliver said excitedly while Hannah pulled him in front of the TV into the kitchen. She closed the door.

"Okay, the first question is WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING HERE?" Hannah said, one notch short of officially yelling at him.

"This is one sweet kitchen," Oliver said, grinning and nodding his head as he looked around the kitchen. Hannah spun him around to face her.

"Please Oliver for once in your life, FOCUS!" Hannah said. She closed her eyes as if trying to decide which of her questions should be asked and answered first. "Okay, first of all, how did you know where I was and that I was babysitting?"

"Well, I went to your house and you and Lilly weren't there," Oliver said. "So I asked your dad where you were. And he said you were babysitting. So I asked him for the address, and he gave it to me. I rode my bike here. Then I got here. And now you're asking me a bunch of questions."

"Wait a minute," Hannah said, supporting her forehead with her hand. "So…my dad didn't give you a name, he just gave you this address?"

"Yeah," Oliver confirmed. "But whoever lives here sure lives in a sweet neighborhood! Check this out, I accidentally went to the house across the street first, and it was Jennifer Aniston's house! She signed my helmet! Isn't that awesome?"

"So…you don't know whose house this is? You don't know who we're babysitting for…"

"Nope! Not a clue," Oliver said, for some reason still cheerful. Then Jack opened the door and stuck his head inside.

"Hannah?" The little boy said.

"Yeah?" she replied.

"Can I have some more rum drink?" Jack asked, holding up an empty glass.

"Sure thing, Jack," Hannah said with a smile. She got out the pitcher of "rum" and refilled his glass. "Here you go!" He thanked her and ran back to continue watching the movie. Oliver grinned.

"Cute kid," He said. Then all of a sudden, he looked like he'd been hit in the head with a frying pan.

"Hold up," Oliver said slowly. "That kid's name is Jack, right?"

"Yeah…" Hannah admitted with a worried expression on her face. She could see Oliver putting it together.

"And…he'd be about four, wouldn't he?"

"Yeah, he's four."

"And," Oliver said the most important bit of the conversation with an excited tone, "And he asked for a drink nicknamed rum."

"Yes," Hannah said, with a tone that said she was giving up.

"And Johnny Depp who has a son named Jack who is four plays Captain Jack Sparrow who loves rum." Oliver said.

"Yes, Oliver."

"So you and Lilly are babysitting for JOHNNY DEPP!" Oliver said in a whisper scream. He jumped up in the air as if in triumph over something.

"Yeah," Hannah finally admitted, "We're babysitting for his kids Lily-Rose and Jack."

"That is so SWEET!" Oliver said. Hannah rolled her eyes, starting to get a little bit annoyed. Lilly was enough to handle while obsessing over celebrities, but it was hard to forget Oliver's former obsession over Hannah Montana. "I gotta call Lizzie!" Oliver took out his cell phone excitedly and began to dial.

"What!" Hannah yelled, but before she could stop him, Oliver had gotten through.

"Hey, Liz," Oliver said. "Guess what? No-No I'm not breaking up with you! (Hannah spared him one look of disgust) I want you to think in the category of movies, okay? Cool. Now think the name Elizabeth. Who does she love? No…" he gave a weird giggle, "No it's not me. Think movies! Think the character Elizabeth and the actress Keira Knightly…No! That's in England! I'm not in Europe! Liz…Liz it's not him…think of the Caribbean…Liz, Pride and Prejudice doesn't take place in the Caribbean! Think Pirates! Right…now who does she love?" Oliver was broken off from Hannah closing his phone for him.

"Okay, first of all, if it took you that long just to get to the right movie, there's seriously nothing there for you!" said Hannah indignantly. "And I thought you had gotten rid of Elizabeth anyway! She's a total rhymes with witch, you know!"

"Lizzie is not! Someone's jealous…" Oliver teased.

"Oh come on, I'm not jealous," Hannah said, rolling her eyes. "And you've gotten it wrong! How many times must I rant about whom Liz really loves in Pirates? She wants Jack, but that's just a passion kind of thing, she doesn't really love him in her heart, she loves WILL! But besides that, why are you here?" She finished.

"Well, I just wanted to see what y'all were doing and wondering if I could get in on the money a little bit," Oliver said in a "I did nothing wrong" kind of voice.

"Anything else?" Hannah asked.

"Well, after seeing what neighborhood you were babysitting in, I thought it'd be cool to tell some of the guys that they could come to this address and we could cruise around to some of the other houses and get autographs!" Oliver said in a voice that was trying and failing to sell the idea to Hannah.

"Oliver…" Hannah said. "Look, I can't really deal with you at this moment. So could you PLEASE call those people back and tell them that they CAN'T come over here, did you not stop to think that it could blow my cover? I'll get the kids to watch the movie upstairs just in case, but I want you to make sure we don't have a bunch of star-struck teenagers arriving here at any moment." With that, Hannah strode out of the room into the living room where Lily-Rose and Jack were still watching the movie. They were at the part where Marlin and Dory were being attacked by the deep-water fish. She paused the movie.

"Hey guys, why don't we finish watching the movie upstairs?" Hannah suggested in a bright voice.

"Okay," Lily-Rose said with a shrug.

"Why?" Jack asked with his head cocked.

"Um…because it'll be more fun upstairs!" Hannah said, making up an excuse.

"Why?" Jack asked again.

"Because the sofa is softer upstairs!"

"Why?"

"Because they know how to make furniture better!"

"Why?"

"Because they went to a better furniture making school!"

"Why?"

"Just because," Hannah said. "Come on, let's go!"

"Race you!" Lily-Rose said, and they both took off for the upstairs playroom. Hannah took out the DVD, put it back in it's case, and picked up the kids' drinks, ready to go upstairs when Lola came back down.

"Aw, the movie's over?" Lola said, looking disappointed. "Hey Oliver, what the heck are you doing here?"

"Long story," Hannah said. "Look, Lilly, why don't you bring the stuff upstairs and put in the DVD in the upstairs playroom. It's the room down the hallway on the right. It'll be across from Jack's room. The kids will tell you where they are. Then come back down so we can sort this whole thing out." Lola took the stuff from her and went back up the stairs.

"All right, now Oliver, when exactly are these kids supposed to be getting here, and do we have time to call them?" Hannah said, spinning around to face Oliver. Then the door opened and about ten kids walked in the room.

"Is this where the party is?" Johnny Collins said, looking over at Oliver.

"I'm dressed as Hannah Montana, about to have a party at Johnny Depp's house without his permission, and my biggest school crush is one mistake away from finding out my identity." Hannah cringed. "Why don't you just kill me now?"

What do y'all think? Please review, once again, and I hope you enjoyed it! I regret to inform y'all that I'm going to Virginia for the next week and will be returning next Saturday. I might be able to update there, but I don't know. Man, that chapter was longer than expected. I'm aiming for three more chapters, and then I'll be done and you all shall have a conclusion! Feel free to PM me at any time with ideas! Okay, whatever, now go defeat Voldemort, drink rum and have a three-way sword fight on top of a giant wheel, join the Chinese army, discover a magical land through a wardrobe, swim across the entire ocean with a fish who can't even remember her own name, or steal the Declaration of Independence! But most importantly, have a nice day!