Yea, you know how I said last chapter wasn't a Halloween Special? Well it was. Because i got so many replies in so little time I figured it'd be nice to post a second chappie on Halloween Weekend, so here it is! enjoy!

A Teenager's Guide to Living with Pirates

Chapter 6

Leah

… the Prince of Butterscotchland knelt and kissed my fingertips and the dragon flew down from the sky. His parting words were, "Wakie Wakie, Eggs and Bacie!" But his voice was distorted… It wasn't his voice, it was….

"Hey Leah, get your butt out of bed! Brekkie's ready!"

… Sam.

I yawned and stretched, a bit annoyed to be woken from my dream, but very excited to get our day going. Just me and Julie and Sam… and a bunch of pirates.

Oh, right.

The events of the previous day rushed back to me and I gasped, jumping out of bed. I didn't bother to change out of my PJs, I just needed to get downstairs. Who was awake? Were they wrecking the place? Did Julie burn breakfast? I took the stairs two at a time, but the scene in the kitchen surprised me. No one was up except Julie and Sam. Even though it was around 10:00. This surprised me, because our houseguests were pirates. Weren't they supposed to be up really early? I guess it was just a long night.

"Hey sleepy-head! Bad hair day?" Julie laughed. I felt the top of my head, could feel the knots, and sighed.

"What's for breakfast?" I asked. Sam was the only one of us who could cook well, so she was the one scrambling eggs on the stove. Julie can burn water. Unlike Julie, I'm not a horrible cook, I just think Sam enjoys it more.

Sam said, "You know, I really didn't know what to cook! I mean, seriously! What do you cook for a bunch of people who think French Toast is literally toast made by French people? I settled on eggs and toast." A loud bing sounded. "And there's the toast!"

I took the toast out of the toaster and set it on a plate. "Will this be enough? There's only, like, five pieces here!"

Sam looked at me, "No, that won't be enough. But this will." She gestured to the counter. There were three other stacks of toast, and enough eggs to feed fifty.

"You're the best." I gave Sam a hug.

"I know." She said, cheerily.

"So, when do you think the rest of them will be down here?" Julie asked.

"When we wake them up, of course." I laughed half-heartedly.

"And how do you suppose we do that?"

"Well, we go upstairs and do it, that's how." Sam said confidently. Julie and I glanced her way. "Don't worry, just knock on each door."

"Who's gonna do it?" I asked, and we all looked to one another.

"NOSE GAME!" Julie called out, her finger on her nose. Sam has fast reflexes, and her finger went instinctively to her nose. I touched my nose with my fingertip, hoping they didn't realize I was last. Julie glared at me.

"Fine, fine." I trudged up the stairs.

I walked down the hall to my parent's room and banged my fist on the door. "Anamaria? Tia Dalma?" I called out. I then banged on the office door to wake Barbossa, and on the guest bedroom for Gibbs and Norry. Then I banged on the door at the end of the hall to wake Jack and Will. I dashed down the stairs again. Loud scuffling could be heard upstairs now. Everyone was awake.

Barbossa and his monkey walked down the stairs first. His heavy boots made the floor creak, and he was still wearing his hat. The sight of him walking through my kitchen, his dark features against the white and yellow walls, reminded me of just how scary, dangerous, and overall creepy this guy is. It would be bad to forget that.

"So," He said in that weird pirate-y voice of his. "Ye organized yourselves a meal?"

"Um, yea. It's called breakfast." Julie said, awkwardly.

"I know what it's called." He stood by the table.

"Uh, you can sit, you know." Sam said, eyeing the pirate warily.

"It's impolite to sit before the lady."

Oh yea. Total creeper.

Luckily, we were soon joined by Anamaria and Tia Dalma. They stumbled down the stairs, Tia Dalma with her familiar expression of knowingness, Anamaria looking half asleep. They were wearing the same share of clothes as yesterday, just as Barbossa.

Norry walked downstairs next, and he wore the same clothes as before.

And so did Gibbs. We so needed to get these people some real clothes.

But Jack and Will hadn't come down, and that was fine with me. I mean, I wanted to know why they didn't wake up, or at least didn't come down. I just didn't want to be the one to wake them up.

"Well?" Julie asked me, "Aren't you gonna go and get them down here?"

"Fine," I muttered, walking towards the steps.

"Okay. If you want, I'll call Mark, Brett, and Jeremy. We have WAY too much food," Julie called over, scooting her chair back away from the table.

"NO!" Sam and I shouted in unison. Julie sat down immediately, glancing from Sam to me with question in her eyes. The rest of the characters watched us too, munching happily on buttered toast. I rushed down the stairs (I was halfway up when Julie made her remark), and stood in front of Julie and next to Sam.

"You will NOT tell them about this!" Sam yelled.

"They do NOT have to know!" I yelled.

"Well, why not? They'll find out anyway! Won't it be a little weird if a bunch of people are living here while your parents are gone? A bunch of people who look exactly like characters from a movie we've all watched together for who knows how many times? Or will they just not notice?" Julie retorted. "I don't think we can keep this secret for very long, maybe a month or two. But we certainly can't keep it from them!" It was surprising to me that Julie, of all people, had thought more about this problem than either Sam or me.

A few moments passed. Sam looked at me, "She's right."

"I'll call them." Julie said. She then glanced at me, "And you go wake up Jack and Will."

I sighed and trudged up the stairs.

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