A/N: Oh, wow...so many reviews. You guys are awesome!
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CocaCola Gold: Aren't Mary Sues great:D I wondered if anybody would get the Gilligan's Island Reference!
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And now to the story!
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Mysti had not faltered a single bit when Elizabeth had implied that she had an interest in Captain Sparrow. Not one tiny bit did her perfectly calm and collected manner waver. I do think he's horrible. I do. He kidnapped me! He's a pirate! she told herself, staring down into the water. But whether she admitted it or not (and of course she didn't, because she wasn't supposed to figure that out yet), Elizabeth's words had planted the seed of doubt in her mind.
Throughout the rest of the day, she caught herself glancing at Jack, watching the manly way he handled himself about the ship, and admitting to herself begrudgingly that he really was quite good at this sailing business. She decided something to herself; that out of the goodness of her unimpeachable heart, she would offer the scoundrel a truce. She left the rail, and made her way to where Jack was standing.
"Captain Sparrow." she said, firmly. "I've decided something?'
"The wedding date? Or the honeymoon location? Or our firstborn's name?" Jack asked, then added, rather unnecessarily and merely because he'd already said it in the first movie. "I love weddings. Drinks all around."
Mysti rolled her eyes again. This was almost not worth the effort. But she had to try. It was hard, though. Her sister was the wonderful, kind, patient twin. Mysti had the spunk, she had always been the little spitfire of the two in a completely lovable, once adorable, now utterly beautifully and completely womanly way.
"No, none of that." she said, as patiently as she could manage. "I've decided I want to call a truce. I don't hate you anymore. I certainly don't love you," she added hurriedly. "But I don't hate you." She held out a hand to be shaken, but was taken totally by surprise when Captain Sparrow pulled her closer and pressed his lips to hers in a heated kiss. She stiffened at first, and struggled slightly, but melted against him completely unpredictably after a few seconds. And when the kiss was finally broken, it was Sparrow who pulled away.
"Now tell me you didn't enjoy that, love." Jack said, his face bearing the smug expression of a man who has just kissed one of the Most Beautiful Women in the Entire Earth and Probably Universe and lived to tell about it.
"Well, I never!" Mysti exclaimed, and slapped him across the face in a completely honorable and ladylike fashion, her dignity utterly insulted.
"Now, now." Sparrow protested. "I'm not sure I deserved that."
"I am!" Mysti said, flushing angrily. "I will see you later, Captain Sparrow. If I haven't thrown myself overboard by then."
"NO!" exclaimed the entire crew, leaving whatever tasks they had been performing to fly to her side, drop to their knees, and plead with her to not force them to live a life on an earth without her on it.
"Well," Mysti pondered. "All right. But you had better not try anything like that again, Captain Sparrow!" she warned.
Meanwhile...
Will was seated on a barrel on one side of the deck, and Krysty was seated on an identical barrel on the other side. Will was playing with his knife, plunging it into the side of the ship, pulling it out, then repeating the action. Krysty was gazing at Will with newly-discovered adoration in her beautiful eyes.
"Could you possibly refrain from looking at me in that fashion?" Will requested. "It makes me slightly uncomfortable. That's the way Elizabeth used to look at me."
"Used to?" Krysty repeated, hopefully. Will sighed, but did not reply. Krysty let out a sad little sigh that made three nearby islands sink into the ocean as the mountains beneath them crumbled. This just wasn't fair. She could have had any boy she'd ever wanted, but the one she loved wasn't returning her affections. It just didn't make sense. She wished she had another girl to talk to. Like her sister...She missed Mysti. In fact...wait a minute. She stood up, peering intently at the horizon.
"Look!" she said, excitedly. "A ship!"
"Yes," Will agreed. "Amazing how you'll find those out here."
Krysty's full pink lips turned downwards at his condescending tone. "I know that, silly." she said, giving Will's arm an affectionate prod which made him wince. "But maybe it's Captain Sparrow and my sister!"
"No." Will shook his head. "I've been on the Pearl. I know what she looks like. That's not her."
"Who, then?" Krysty asked.
"I'm not sure." Will admitted. "We'll find out soon, though. She's coming this way."
Meanwhile...
Officially minus one enemy, Mysti went to see if she could rid herself of another. It took her a while to find Elizabeth, but she finally did, and approached the other girl timidly.
"Elizabeth?" said Mysti, carefully.
"What?" Elizabeth replied, in an entirely unnecessary snappish tone.
"I just..." Mysti began, then faltered. "I don't want you to hate me."
"Too late!" Elizabeth told her. Mysti burst into tears. Elizabeth had to get up and fly across the room to the cabin door to shut and lock it in time to keep the entire crew from hurrying in to find out what was wrong. They might have killed Elizabeth for being the cause of Mysti's tears, and Elizabeth didn't want that. "Oh, hush." she told Mysti. "Please don't cry. It makes the men so upset."
"I just wanted to tell you I'm sorry for all the horrible things I said to you. I feel terrible about it, really. I didn't mean them."
"Oh," Elizabeth said, uncomfortably. "Well, I suppose it's all right. I just...I really do want Jack, you know? And then you showed up, and now he likes you..."
"I can't help it!" Mysti sobbed. "I never wanted him to love me."
"I know..." Elizabeth admitted, as the ice around her heart melted. "Friends?" she offered, smiling.
"Would you want to be my friend?" Mysti asked, tearfully. "After the way I acted?"
"Of course." Elizabeth nodded. "After all, it's one of the primary duties of Mary Sues to become the bosom friends of the female canon characters. That's almost as important as stealing the hearts of and/or falling in love with the male heartthrobs."
"Oh." Mysti nodded, understandingly. "That makes sense, I guess. Thank you, Elizabeth. It feels so nice to know I have a friend in this strange place."
Meanwhile...
Krysty was apologizing as well. This was a record. This happened to be the first day in recorded history that both of the Cooper twins had done anything worth apologizing for on the same day. At any rate, she was standing with Will as they watched the ship on the horizon grow closer.
"Will," she said, "I'm sorry for what I said earlier, you know, after that strange storm that blew up only long enough for me to almost lose you and make me realize my suppressed love and adoration for you."
"What you said?"
"Yeah. I mean, um...about the love and adoration and all that. I really hope I haven't ruined our friendship. I don't want to not be your friend, Will."
"Well..." Will said, struggling with this matter. Men found it very hard to deny Krysty anything, but the worst punishment of all was to be asked to be her friend and not lover, husband, boyfriend, or anything. "I'll always be your friend, Krysty. I promise."
Krysty gave a slight squeal of delight.
"Oh, how wonderful!" she said, happily. "Will, you know, they say friendship is just love that hasn't got its wings yet."
"I can just imagine." Will remarked, dryly.
And then, suddenly, just in time to interrupt this climactic moment, out of the deep ocean beside them, sprang the hideous ship of Davy Jones, that scourge of the seas, the Flying Dutchman!
...To be continued. (dun da dun)