Disclaimer- Is POTC mine in any way, shape or form? No.
A/N: YAY! Thank you for your wonderful reviews! More fuzzy feelings! I love you guys! By the way, I'm sorry this chapter is a little late, I've been busy lately.
Will decided to be different and start with Jack.
"You tried to get Elizabeth drunk! Though it is rather funny when she is."
This comment was followed by yet another slap from Elizabeth.
"A pure shame I wasn't able to get rum and a show."
Now it was Jack's turn to receive a blow from Elizabeth.
"This is fun! I should do this more often!" she exclaimed.
"Well boy, what do you like about me?" inquired Jack, finally coming back to his senses.
Will took a moment to ponder this. He had still not forgotten "By all means, kill the whelp!"
"You're the most honest pirate I've ever had the fortune of meeting, and a great friend." said Will, finally coming to a conclusion.
"That, my friend was the most beautiful thing anyone's ever said about me." said Jack, on the verge tears.
More stares.
"Yeah,...so, Elizabeth," continued Will, "...ummm...you stole my medallion! Which also means that you make a fair pirate, because you're completely obsessed with treasure."
"Am not! Though I should like to see it again..." she said as she picked up and examined Will's mirror. She added to herself in a hushed voice "nasty piratses stole it from us, and we shall have it back, if the monkey can get it for us, yesss..., we will have the precious..."
"What was that?" they said in unison.
"Oh...nothing, it was nothing...the drunken one knows it, he knows what we are up to..."
"Moving on..." said Will, "Barbossa, like Jack, I can't honestly like anything about you. But I'm extremely angry that Jack got to kill you before I..."
His voice trailed off.
Elizabeth stared in awe.
Jack, who was now waking out of his drunken stupor, said "Not possible!"
"Not probable. When you shot that bullet in my chest, you forgot one very important thing mate. I'm Captain Something Barbossa!"
"I wondered what his first name was." whispered Will to Elizabeth.
He gave Will one last stare and turned to dust before their eyes.
"That...was weird." said Will "But let's just ignore the fact that someone just vanished, I'm more important anyway! What I like about myself is that, yes, I am sexy and brave beyond all reason, and knowing that proves I'm smart too, but what I don't like is that I'm so perfect. Sometimes even perfection can be annoying, and you can't disagree with that, Elizabeth darling."
"What have I been telling you? Will, you're not perfect. Thinking that you are makes you even more annoying than if you were." said Elizabeth.
Will was in a state of shock, but there was also a dawning comprehension on his face, and he knew it was true.
"Sorry mate, but that's reality." said Jack.
Will was still in shock.
"Oh, come off it Will."
And he was still in shock.
Elizabeth tickled him.
He tried to resist and remain in shock, but couldn't help it as he lay giggling on the floor.
"I knew that would work." said Elizabeth, apparently satisfied.
"But do you still love me?" asked Will.
"Of course I do! Why else would I have agreed to marry you?"
"Weddings? I love weddings! Drinks all around!"
"What have I done?" Elizabeth asked herself silently.
"Am I invited?" inquired Jack.
"Of course you are!" said Elizabeth, noting that she would now have to cut down on the amount of rum that was supposed to be served.
"When is it?"
"The fourteenth day of May, next year." said Will, now happy that Jack was invited, no matter how much Elizabeth protested.
"I'll be there!"
"Is the door open?"
"Let me check." said Jack.
"No! Um...let me do it." said Will.
He went, and surprisingly, the door opened easily.
"How? Barbossa didn't say a thing!"
"I guess we'll never know." said Elizabeth.
And they never did.
But as they bid farewell and Jack headed towards his ship, the lovers walking hand in hand, they never noticed a small girl, leaning out a window to catch a last glimpse of her heroes. None but her ever witnessed what went on in that little room, on one fine summer's day in Port Royale. The girl's name? No one knows, but that day she was known as
A.Admirer
A/N: Again, I do not mean to insult Will or anyone else.
Mort Rainey: You do remember that the most important part of the story is the ending. It has to be perfect.
Me: Yes, I know. Like you!
Mort: Oh no, not another fan girl! (Runs away)
Sigh. Okay. I tried my best. Do you guys have any suggestions? What kind of stories would you like to see? PLEASE R&R!!!!!!!!