Curse of the Black Pearl was on TV last night. Towards the end it occured to me as I watched Will and Jack fight so adorably in sync against the navy folks that some people might actually, you know ,ship them. Which is gross and stupid because Jack and Will are the most manly men in the seven seas. They can't like boys, I mean, they have facial
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Wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, she took a swig of the nearest thing, and was nearly sick again, That stuff was vile, how in Heaven's name had she managed to stomach it last night. She caught site of the half a dozen wine bottles littering the floor, that was right the bastard had plied her with stolen chardonnay.
Well, she spose she'd just have to make the best of a bad situation, she walked unsteadily back to the bed, and gave a hard kick to Sparrow's naked rear, he landed on the floor with an oomph. He opened his eyes, only to be met with the sight of Will tumbling down onto him. He could think of better ways to wake up, but currently none came to mind. He pushed, the still snoring boy off him, managing to get a few good gropes in.
Sparrow stood up, immediately regretted it and found the floor again, 'That is my bed, if anyone is going to be kicked out of it, it's not going to be me.'
'Sorry Jack, not any more, this bed is mine, pirate rule.'
Jack settled himself against Will, he'd slept in worse conditions and the lass did have a point. Besides he'd get it back later, he had a plan, it would just have to wait till the blasted head ache went away.
Though after seeing AWE I've been craving Jack/Barbossa
Right back to studying trolling
(Reposted for spelling errors)
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