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Ana and Liz had been playing the Sims 2 for quite some time now, and surprisingly Jack and Will had stopped their bickering long enough to watch.

"Ana?" Elizabeth asked, leaning back in Will's lap, her head against his chest, "How many times have you died in this?"

"I'd say about," She began counting on her fingers, "Three or four times. I got caught on fire once, and you poisoned me!" She accused, glaring at her friend; Liz smiled back at her with her mouth open.

"I'm sorry! I had no idea that green smoke meant that!"

"What else would it be, smoking green eggs and ham?"

"Well...yeah!"

"Green smoke, Lizzie? Green! Smoke! You are so lucky the grim reaper sucks at the fiddle! Ugh!"

"Well you didn't have to eat it!"

"Look at the screen, Liz, what color hair does she have?" Liz looked back at the screen, and then back at Ana.

"Blond."

"That's answer enough." Liz gasped and playfully swatted her arm. She looked back at the screen.

"Your turn to cook today, Mimi."

Ana sighed and leaned back against Jack, "You hate me don't you?"

"Maybe." She obviously did, for when Ana's sim "Pamela Anderson" put the pot on the stove, it burst into flames and caught her on fire...again. Lizzie's sim "Keira Knightly", was too busy talking on the phone, so she didn't know that Pamela was caught on fire.

"Onna tyusalamara." Keira chatted, "Hahaha! Anglu paya tularomay!"

"AGH!" Pamela screamed from the kitchen, her arms flailing about, "AGH! BOMBY DUCA!" Eventually, Ana's sim crumpled to the floor and the "Death Song" began to play. A little while later, Pamela's tomb stone popped up and the stove was in ashes.

Ana growled in frustration and lolled her head back against Jack's chest, "Why me? Why me? Why me?" Liz was laughing her head off, but it quickly stopped when Pamela's ghost snook up behind her and scared her. Keira wet herself and Pamela laughed, as did Ana. "That's what you get!"

"Blegh!" The grim reaper appeared from nowhere with a fiddle in his hand. He tossed one to Pamela and they played against each other in contest. Ana had died fives times, and Ana had beaten the reaper five times. Pamela raised her arms in victory, and the reaper bowed his head in defeat before vanishing into thin air.

Ana smiled triumphantly, and then it vanished when she looked at Lizzie's sim, "Liz what in pineapple's glory are you doin'?"

"Uh...nothing."

"You are doing something!" Keira pulled Jack,the male sim she was talking to, in close to herself and used the 'make out' action; Ana gasped, and Pamela slapped Keira, "You stole my man!" Ana screeched.

Liz cowered behind her hands, "Borrowed! Borrowed without permission, but with every intention of giving him back to you."

"But you're not!"

Will piped up, "You'll get another man!"

"Another man." Liz agreed with a smile.

"A better one...like me." Turner moved his hand through his hair and grinned.

Liz agreed again, "A better one."

Will looked at the screen, and spotted Ziggy, "That one."

"Yeah!" Liz looked at the screen and then back at up at Will, "That one? Uh...yeah, that one. What say you?"

"Hecks to the naw! Jack is mine! M-I-N-E!"

"But he's cheating on you with me, Will is off with his housemaid, and the chick down the street hates us!"

"I thought this was the Sims," Jack said, "not Desperate Housewives."

"Seriously!" Liz agreed, "Keira is such a sleez! Pamela is...her name explains enough, and plus, she's controlled by Ana; it makes sense." She dodged a couch pillow.

"What's that suppose to mean?" Ana screeched.

"Nothing!" She laughed, "Ana calm down, I'm kidding, jees!"

"You better be." Just then, the doorbell on the game rang. "I got it!" There at the door, Will Smith's character "Denzel Washington" stood there; they had decided to put him in, it wouldn't be realistic without good old Will S! "Ew! Liz, it's for you!" She said, then commanded her sim to go to sleep.

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Liz and Ana continued playing until the door opened and both Mrs. Turner and Brittany walked in. "Will!" Brittany yelled, pouncing on him.

"Ow! Get off me, you roach!"

"I am not a roach!"

"Yuh huh!"

"Nuh uh!"

"Yuh huh!"

"Nuh uh!"

"Yuh huh!"

Jack massaged the side of his head, "Children! Please, shut up!"

"Or you'll what, baboon?"

Sparrow's eye twitched and he looked at Will, "Butt licker."

"Eunuch."

"Crap Stain."

Ana sighed, "Here we go again." She turned to Brittany, "What were you going to tell Will."

"Uh...oh yeah! My bff, Olivia, has something on her myspace that she wanted me to show him."

"Such as?"

"I don't know; she wouldn't say. Hey, did you hear about what Fergie did on stage at a concert?"

"Fergie from the Black Eyed Peas?"

"Naw, Ana, Fergie from the Lima Beans. Of course Fergie from the Black Eyed Peas!"

"Oh. What about her?"

"Well, I was watching vh1 last night, and they said that she 'let loose' on stage that night because they didn't have enough time for a bathroom break before the concert."

"No way. The pea peed?"

Brittany laughed, "Yeah. Nice wording by the way."

"Oh my gosh, I have to tell this to Liz. Bye."

"Bye."

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A FEW WEEKS LATER

"Guys, I'm so bored." Liz moaned as Will gave her a piggy back ride down the sidewalk, "What should we do over the summer?"

"I don't know." Ana replied, "I was thinking Paris." She stopped walking and stared Jack straight in the eye with a secretive smile, "Duz Monsieur ze Sparrow want to see ze little Ana az sexy french girl? Oui, no?" Jack couldn't help but laugh, it would be too stupid not to.

"Ah oui! Seeing ze little Ana az ze sexy french girl would be dream come true, ezpecially in ze svimsuit, but Monsieur Sparrow would rather explore ze wonderful country of England."

"I know!" Liz suggested in a fake English accent, "We can make fun of those soldier guys who stand completely still, you know, the guys with the tall black hats?"

"Yeah," Will agreed, also in a heavy English accent, "Then I can get you completely dressed in one of those old fashioned tight fitting dresses that will expose your womanly, defiantly womanly, curves." He demonstrated this with his hands, creating an hour glass, and Liz playfully knocked him on the head.

"Will," She laughed, "You're so naughty!"

"I know, but you love me anyway."

"Very true." He looked up at the girl on his back, and she bent down to give him a kiss.

"Aw!" Ana cooed, letting go of Jack's hand so she could turn to the couple that walked behind them and lightly pinched Will on both cheeks like an old aunt, "Will and Liz are such cuties! Especially Wittle Willie Wuv!"

Jack pulled Ana by the arm and held her against his chest. He wrapped his arms around her waist possesively and pulled her closeer to him, playfully glaring at Will, "Mine. All mine! You've got Legally Blond over there, so stay away from my Catwoman!" Ana laughed against his shirt and snaked her arm around his neck. Elizabeth glared and growled at her annoying friend.

"Yes, I'm yours." Ana began, "Catwoman is all yours." She planted a kiss against his lips, but did not back away when they parted.

"Guys," She rested her head on his shoulder and covered his feet with hers as he walked, "Don't forget that this costs money; we aren't exactly Donald Trump."

"Good thing too," Will said with a long thought, "Could youeverimagine any of us going around with such bad hair? It's jacked...up."

"Why do people say 'jacked up'?" Sparrow asked out of curiosity, "That's kind of offending to all of us with the name 'Jack'."

"Really?" Ana asked, still on his feet, "What other 'Jacks' would you be referring to, love?"

"Er...me, Jack Black, Nursery Rhyme 'Jack', Jack Dawson, Jack Davenport, Jack Carter, Jack Buck, Jack Fenton, and...uh," He thought about it for a little while, his finger tapping his chin,"Kangaroo Jack."

"Wow, I thought you would forget after saying your name. Never thought you could go on that long." She teased.

"Whatever." He smirked. "But seriously, can we just say 'messed up'?"

Liz giggled, "Fine, Jack, we'll say messed up, just for you." Sparrow nodded his thanks; finally, they made it to their destination, the mall.

"Now," Will began, "How about we get a little shopping done for summer vacay?"

"Yeah!" They agreed in unison before opening the Sears doors and making their way about.

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