Authoress Note: Hello, I am sorry this took so long to update! We both have written quite a bit, but have been uber lazy in posting. I was just going through tonight and came across this story, decided to type up one of the blurbs I had written, and TA-DA! Hopefully me and my friend will keep writing and keep YOU, the reader, entertained with our lovely pairings.
Moving on...tonight's update...
Chapter Two: A Newfound Love
Davy Jones was having a bad day and not just a "great, I got 10 tests back with Ds and Fs on them" kind of bad, but the kind of bad that usually means: "Well today I had to do a speech in front of emotionless people, my teacher danced in circles around a bonfire singing something the slightly resembled "Amazing Grace", and my friggin' poptart was burnt in the toast goddammit!" Yes, indeed, it was the worst of times.
He enters his chambers, the memory of his burnt poptart seared into his brain. He hates his lonesome life; he had loved one poptart only to be separated by the fiery depths of burntness. He did once love another once besides his poptart though, but that love had shown him no kindness…Davy's eyes wander his (musical! You sick minds) organ, sitting tall and ominous against the wall. It was oh so innocent! The exact opposite to his hellfire soul. Well, Davy plans to make the best of this situation.
"Um, hey," he says intelligently and gives an awkward smile.
The organ says nothing.
"So, whatcha been up to?"
A key on the organ sounded.
"Oh, of course, of course," nods Davy Jones, completely understanding, "I think some changes need to be made around here since I cannot simply keep my feelings locked inside the treasure chest of my heart any longer! Everyday I pour out my very heart, my very soul to you! And then you, you, my love, voice them in song! I need to tell you that, that, I LOVE YOU!"
A silence filled the room, Davy feels as if he is being rejected…but then the organ plays a high, loving note. He loves him too! (Yes the organ is a he, so what?)
Davy runs to his newfound love and embraces him rather awkwardly…I mean after all, he did have a claw for a hand…
A pounding is heard at the door and Davy guiltily jumps away from Organ (MUSICAL ORGAN!) as a crewmate enters.
"We need cha on deck Captain," says the random, unimportant crewmember.
"Um, okies," Davy replies, quickly shooing the unimportant secondary character away.
The crewmember stops at the doorframe momentarily and glares back at Davy, he will have his revenge…then he leaves, never to be seen again.
"We will have to keep this passion a secret, my love, I do believe it shall be frowned upon in most societies, but every man has a right to love!" declares Davy passionately, giving the organ a little kiss, "but for now, we shall wait."