Chapter Text
Title: Squeak
Author: Danyella Skyler Silverfire
Rating: PG
Genre(s): Humor
Pairing(s): Possible future Will/Jack, or maybe the other way around
Summary: Squeak, thump. Will's not happy with Jack.
Warnings: Bed abuse, miniscule innuendo (Where's Waldo?), minor Norrington abuse, Will abuse, Jack abuse. But don't worry they're all okay.
Disclaimer: I don't own them though I wish I did.
Squeak
*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."
Author's Note: I know that was fucked. But you have to admit funny. And the sad thing is I can see it. Anyway Read, Review all that good stuff, but most of all tell your friends. And maybe I'll write a sequel about why they are sharing a room, and where. But I do know... vaguely.