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*Squeak* *Thump*
"Jack?"
*Squeak* *Thump*
" Aye?"
*Squeak* *Thump*
"Stop that."
*Squeak* *Thump*
"Stop what?"
*Squeak* *Thump*
"That!"
*Pause*
"This?"
*Squeak* *Thump*
"YES!"
"But I like doing that."
"Well, I don't like you doing that!"
"Why not?"
"Because."
*Squeak* *Thump*
"I said stop that!"
*Squeak* *Thump*
"Give me a good reason and mayhap I will."
*Squeak* *Thump*
"Jaaack..." *Warning tone*
*Squeak* *Thump*
"Yesss...?" *Mocking tone*
*Squeak* *Thump*
"If you don't stop I remove it."
*Squeak* *Thump*
"That... could be interesting."
*Squeak* *Thump*
"With tongs?"
*Pause*
"You wouldn't!"
"Try me." *Deadpan*
*Squeak* *Thump*
"Jack?"
*Squeak* *Thump*
"Aye, Will?"
*Squeak* *Thump*
"Don't say I didn't warn you." *Resigned*
*Squeak* *Thump*
"What's that supposed to mean?" *Indignant*
*Squeak* *Thump*
"You'll see soon enough."
*Squeak* *Thump*
"Is that a threat?"
*Squeak* *Thump*
"No, just a prediction."
*Squeak* *Clink* *Crash*
*Pause*
"Don't say it lad." *Petulant*
"Say what?" *Curious*
"That."
"What?"
"You know! That!"
"I have no idea what you're talking about Jack."
"Yes, you do."
"No, I don't."
*Pause*
"Fine, you can say it."
"I told you so." *Smug*
*Sigh* "Ye didn't have to sound so smug."
"Yes, I do."
"But still..."
"Jack? That's what you get for doing flips on the bed."
"But I was bored."
"So, you decided to jump on the bed?" *Disbelieving*
"Well, you were ignoring me. So, I had to entertain meself. And the bed
was there, and looking oh, so fine, just begging to be... leapt upon."
*Put upon sigh* "You are such a child sometimes Jack."
*Silence*
"Jack?"
"What?"
"Stop that."
"Stop what?"
"That!"
"That?"
"Yes! That!"
"What that?"
"The lip thing."
"What lip thing?"
"With the one... sticking out."
"What's sticking out?"
"Jack!" *Scandalized*
"What?"
"Stop pouting!"
"I am not pouting." *Indignant*
"Jack? I grew up with Elizabeth."
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"It means, I know pouting when I see it."
"Well, I never." *Scandalized*
"Now, you just sound like Norrington."
"WHAT!?" *Squawk*
"You sound like Norrington."
"I do not!"
"Yes, you do. I have known Norrington just as long as I have known
Elizabeth."
"Still, you have no idea what yer accusing me of, lad."
"Oh, I think I have some idea." *Smug*
"Just what is that supposed to mean, lad?"
"Nothing..." *Amused*
"Now, I know yer accusing me of something."
"And just what would that be?"
"That's what I'm asking ye, lad!"
"I have no idea what you might be insinuating that I am insinuating.
Because, Jack, quite frankly I'm not insinuating anything, except that
you're insinuating that I'm insinuating something."
*Silence*
"Jack?"
"What?"
"I asked you to stop that already."
"Stop what?"
"Aren't we going in a circle?"
"What are you insinuating?"
*Annoyed groan* *Thump*
"Will, me lad, are you alright?"
*Muffled* "Except that I'm spending my night with you..."
"So what _are_ you insinuating?"
"Jack?"
"Take a blanket and go to sleep."
"But..."
"No buts. Now."
"Fine, fine."
*Shuffling*
"Not the bed, Jack."
"But where, then?"
"Floor."
*Shuffle* *Shuffle*
*Pause*
"Will?"
"What?" *Annoyed*
"I'm bored."
"Jack?"
"Yes, me lad?"
"That's what got you sleeping on the floor in the first place."
*muttered* "Why did I agree to share a room with him?"
"Ye know ye love me, lad."
*Silence*
"Me lad?"
*Silence*
"Will?"
*Silence*
"William?" *Worried*
*Silence*
"William Turner?" *Really worried*
"Shut up, lay still, and go to sleep."
