Hey everyone, yeah, yeah I know I was supposed to update yesterday, but yesterday was pretty much c for me. My flight in Atlanta was four hours delayed, they lost my luggage, and I just found out that my best friend is moving! See, I had two different best friends, and the old one moved, so the new one was going to help me, but now SHE'S moving too! I need that jar of dirt NOW! But here's the final chapter of the story, I hope you enjoy it! I'm really going to miss this fic…it was my first multi-chaptered story. I've been working on it for exactly four weeks! Wow! Voici!
After about thirty minutes of cleaning up in the kitchen, Hannah and Lola were pretty sure that they had thrown away every single piece of burned macaroni.
"Okay," Hannah sighed, sitting down on one of the chairs next to the counter. "We're done!" Lola sniffed the air.
"Yeah, but it still smells like burned macaroni," she said with her nose scrunched up.
"Well, use air freshener. I think it's in the pantry through those doors over there," Hannah said. A couple minutes later Lola returned, holding up two different bottles of air freshener.
"Okay, we've got mountain pine and apple pie," Lola said, showing Hannah the two. "Which one?"
"There's a scent called apple pie?" Hannah said, looking surprised.
"Apparently."
"Well, let's go with mountain pine, because we're pretty sure that it's going to cover up the macaroni, where as apple pie might make it smell worse," Hannah replied. Lola put the other air freshener back in the pantry and began spraying the scent of mountain pine everywhere. When she was finished, they both sniffed the air.
"It smells like a Christmas tree that's been lit on fire, what with the mountain pine and macaroni smells," Lola commented. When Hannah gave her a surprised look, she added, "Don't ask me how I know what that smells like."
"Well, it's better than nothing," Hannah shrugged. Then she brightened. "Come on, let's go watch the movie and then by the time it's over Johnny and Vanessa should be close to coming home.
"Cool," Lola said, then she suggested, "How about we make popcorn?"
"No," Hannah told her, "We're not risking ANYTHING else burning!" They both laughed.
"Whatever," Lola said. She started to go back to the living room, but Hannah stopped her.
"Hey, Lilly?" Lola stopped.
"Yeah?"
"I'm sorry I got mad at you. I was just really stressed. I wanted tonight to be perfect, and I freaked out over every little thing that wasn't even your fault," Hannah said, looking sincerely sorry.
"It's okay Miley," Lola said. "We're best friends, you know? I mean, this kind of stuff happens a lot. We're cool."
"Thanks," Hannah said with a smile. The two hugged.
"Well, come on! Let's go watch the DVD! I think Johnny has surround sound, this is going to be so awesome!" Lola said excitedly, running in to the living room. Hannah rolled her eyes and smiled.
Three hours later, Hannah pulled the DVD out of the player and Lola was still humming the 'Pirates' theme to herself.
"That was so awesome!" She declared. "I honestly CAN NOT wait until the third one comes out."
"Neither can I," Hannah said, putting the DVD back in its case and on the shelf. "But anyone who knows anything is totally sworn to secrecy, so we won't be able to find out anything until the World Premier."
"Well," Hannah continued, glancing at the clock, "It's midnight exactly, so Johnny and Vanessa should be back any minute. What do you want to do?"
"Can we lip-synch a little?" Lola asked shyly with a please, please, please, please, PLEASE kind of look on her face. Hannah laughed. She grabbed the remote for the stereo.
"What do you want to do it to?" Hannah asked.
"What about 'Under the Sea'? You know, that version that we did last year in acting class with Danni and Alyssa?" Lola suggested. "You still remember the dance, right?"
"Sure," Hannah said, she pushed a few buttons, and soon the bouncy song began to play. A few minutes later at a part where they spun around in the dance, they turned around and faced Johnny and Vanessa who had apparently just walked through the door unnoticed.
"Um…hi!" Hannah said, quickly grabbing the remote and turning the stereo off.
"I have the feeling we missed a very interesting evening," Johnny said, putting his coat on the hook and laughing.
"So…how was the movie?" Lola said tentively, who still extremely nervous about being this close to one of her favorite actors.
"Pretty good, actually," Vanessa said. "Are the kids in bed?"
"Oui, madame," Hannah replied in French.
"I'll go check on them," Vanessa said, and then she quickly ascended the steps to the second floor.
"So," Johnny said, reaching in to his wallet, "How much do I owe you?"
"Well, I charge five dollars an hour, so thirty for me," Hannah told him. "But I don't know what Lola wants…" Johnny handed three tens to Hannah and looked expectantly at Lola.
"Can-can I have your autograph?" Lola said nervously, blushing.
"You want that instead of money?" Johnny said with an amused look on his face. Lola nodded. He laughed, took out a piece of paper and a pen, and signed his name to it. He handed it to Lola. "There you go. Oh, and Hannah, I called your dad on our way home, so he should be on his way."
"Thanks," Hannah said. Then she remembered, "Oh, and Jerry Bruckheimer called while you were out."
"Great, I'll call him back in the morning," Johnny said. He went in to the kitchen while Hannah and Lola sat back down on the sofa waiting for Robbie to pick them up.
"Oh, and Hannah?" Johnny added sticking his head out of the kitchen.
"Yeah?" She asked, looking up.
"Why does the kitchen smell like a Christmas tree that's been lit on fire?"
I'm done! What did y'all think? Please feel free to criticize, but I've finished, so you get your ending! YAY! I'm seriously going to miss this story though. Anyway, to every single one of my AMAZING reviewers, thank you! An extra thank you to the reviewers who put my stories and me on their favorites list! Here's the huge disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN HANNAH MONTANA OR JOHNNY DEPP'S FAMILY OR ANY OF THE FOURTEEN SONGS THAT ARE MENTIONED IN HERE OR PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN OR ANYTHING ELSE MENTIONED IN THIS STORY! If I owned most of these things, I would be very, very rich and would spend my time water-skiing in Hawaii instead of writing fanfiction. But I'm really happy this way too. Okay, whatever, now go defeat Voldemort, drink rum and have a three way sword fight on a giant wheel, join the Chinese army disguised as a man, 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!