Ta da! So I'm pretty proud of myself, not because of this particular drabble, but because I actually posted something today. I've been gone all day and I just got back and typed this up in about 15 minutes. Go me. So don't go into it expecting some literary masterpiece, because this is anything but. Oh well. It's something, right? I guess I dedicate this to my friend Angela, because her birthday party today inspired this sort of.

Drabble number three, here we go!


Sneak Attack

Elizabeth Swann crouched behind a lawn chair, her pale blue tank top riding up and exposing a bit of the tanned skin on her back. Water gun poised in hand, she hurriedly crawled to another chair closer to the pool. She scanned the area for her target. He was nowhere in sight. Sighing, she moved to a better position and waited, keeping her eyes open for the opposing team. Suddenly, she heard a noise behind her, getting closer and closer. At the last minute, she spun around and prepared to shoot.

"Elizabeth!" Ana shrieked, her hands up to guard her already wet face. Elizabeth grabbed her friend's wrist and pulled her down next to her, shushing her with a finger to her rosy red lips.

"Do you know where they are?" her voice was barely audible. Ana shook her head. Together, they crouched behind the chair and waited.

"Look!" Ana pointed off to the right. A glimpse of a red bathing suit appeared from behind the bush before

"On the count of three, we run for it, okay? One..." Elizabeth counted, rising up on her knees in preparation to bold, "two… threAHHHH!" A pair of strong arms lifted her from her hiding spot, and in three big, bouncy steps, she was at the pool's edge and flying into its clear blue waters. Spluttering, she swam to the surface to find Will hovering above her, completely dry.

"Now that was not fair," she protested, sending a big splash his way. He laughed and stepped back, avoiding the shower of water.

"Sneak attack. It was Jack's idea." Swimming to the edge of the pool, Elizabeth pouted.

"Will you at least help me out of the pool?" she asked innocently, holding out a manicured hand. Will smiled down at her and took her hand. With all her strength, she pulled him into the water.

"Hey!" Will laughed as he surfaced, wearing a lopsided grin. Elizabeth beamed, exceedingly proud of herself. "Truce?" he asked, extending a hand.

"Mmm, I guess so," Elizabeth grabbed his hand in a handshake, then proceeded to push him underwater again. "Gotcha." And with a squeal, she swam as fast as her arms would allow to the other side of the pool, trying to escape from the wave of splashes from Will.