Rum And White
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Category:
Pirates of the Caribbean (All) › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
22
Views:
2,625
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own the Pirates of the Caribbean movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Rum, Sex, and Pie
Title: Rum, Sex, and Pie
Author: Nita Riddle
Summery: Jack has wonderful news. And he's horny. Sort of.
A/N: Heres a bit of one of our pregnant boys....just what i promised.
Replying feedback: talking to the wonderufl folks who keep me wrttting at Aff.
Sylvaine Elena:Thank you! I promise not to stop swritting. And I want to try to do two chapters a day, exday i can write.
Karasu: There are times i wish i could add sounds to the dialogue but it just wouldn't be as funny if i did that. or maybe it would be but in a diffrent way, savvy? Will reminds me a bit of Mikhael Rasputin who is a char from a wonderful web comic called Boy Meets Boy. I owe Will's fear of breasts to Mik. -pokes- I encouradge everyone to read Boy Meets Boy, it's ever bit as amusing and funny as my Rum and White series, if not more.
Now, back to a fic after a word from our sponser.
Today's word is Efflugent.
I always wanted to say that. Now back to the fic.
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"Will, I've got wonderful news."
"It had better be good, the pie I'm baking might burn."
"Forget the pie. Maybe you should sit down."
"Jackie.... what's wrong."
"Nothing wrong! Honestly!"
"You're dying aren't you!"
"Nothing of the sort!"
"Will, I'm with child."
"Oh."
"That's it?"
"It explains alot."
"Isn't it wonderful though? I'm having a baby! Drinks all around!"
"Jack... darling....rum is bad for the baby."
"What?"
"Jack, you can't drink rum whne you're pregnant."
"That's...that's... oh god!"
"Jack...you're crying."
"But why the rum?! Why rum?! What harm has it ever done to me? Why?????"
"Calm down, it's not healthy to be upset."
"Damnit! What Harm Can Come of it I said! Touch me, is said. Now look at me. I have to be... be.... be.... sober!"
"Please stop crying Jack."
"Why?"
"You might wake the baby. It's really not good for you to be so taxed."
"If I can't have rum, i want sex."
"What?"
"You heard me! I'm your wife!"
"Yes but..."
"Don't you love me?"
"Yes but..."
"Don't you find me attractive."
"Well, erm..."
"You don't love me any more!"
"That's not it at all!"
"Tell me the truth, you don't love me because I'm fat!"
"What? No"
"You admit you don't love me?! how could you!"
"No, what I mean is, I love you and you aren't fat!"
"You're just saying that!"
"I am not."
"Yes you are, you just want me to stop crying."
".....now that's not true."
"you hesitated! How could you hesitate!"
"Jack, please, I love you."
"Oh my god, you love me. Even though I'm fat."
"No no....you aren't fat at all!"
"So now you think I'm scrawny?!"
"Jack, I love you for who you are. Just try to stay calm and remember, no rum."
"Whelp."
"Pirate."
"Love you."
"Love you."
"Do we have any blueberry pie? With pickles? And rice pudding? And bitz of fish? And if we don't can you make me some?"
".............."
"Please?"
"On the condition we never have children again."
"................what that smell....?"
"Oh, no! My pie!"
Author: Nita Riddle
Summery: Jack has wonderful news. And he's horny. Sort of.
A/N: Heres a bit of one of our pregnant boys....just what i promised.
Replying feedback: talking to the wonderufl folks who keep me wrttting at Aff.
Sylvaine Elena:Thank you! I promise not to stop swritting. And I want to try to do two chapters a day, exday i can write.
Karasu: There are times i wish i could add sounds to the dialogue but it just wouldn't be as funny if i did that. or maybe it would be but in a diffrent way, savvy? Will reminds me a bit of Mikhael Rasputin who is a char from a wonderful web comic called Boy Meets Boy. I owe Will's fear of breasts to Mik. -pokes- I encouradge everyone to read Boy Meets Boy, it's ever bit as amusing and funny as my Rum and White series, if not more.
Now, back to a fic after a word from our sponser.
Today's word is Efflugent.
I always wanted to say that. Now back to the fic.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~``
"Will, I've got wonderful news."
"It had better be good, the pie I'm baking might burn."
"Forget the pie. Maybe you should sit down."
"Jackie.... what's wrong."
"Nothing wrong! Honestly!"
"You're dying aren't you!"
"Nothing of the sort!"
"Will, I'm with child."
"Oh."
"That's it?"
"It explains alot."
"Isn't it wonderful though? I'm having a baby! Drinks all around!"
"Jack... darling....rum is bad for the baby."
"What?"
"Jack, you can't drink rum whne you're pregnant."
"That's...that's... oh god!"
"Jack...you're crying."
"But why the rum?! Why rum?! What harm has it ever done to me? Why?????"
"Calm down, it's not healthy to be upset."
"Damnit! What Harm Can Come of it I said! Touch me, is said. Now look at me. I have to be... be.... be.... sober!"
"Please stop crying Jack."
"Why?"
"You might wake the baby. It's really not good for you to be so taxed."
"If I can't have rum, i want sex."
"What?"
"You heard me! I'm your wife!"
"Yes but..."
"Don't you love me?"
"Yes but..."
"Don't you find me attractive."
"Well, erm..."
"You don't love me any more!"
"That's not it at all!"
"Tell me the truth, you don't love me because I'm fat!"
"What? No"
"You admit you don't love me?! how could you!"
"No, what I mean is, I love you and you aren't fat!"
"You're just saying that!"
"I am not."
"Yes you are, you just want me to stop crying."
".....now that's not true."
"you hesitated! How could you hesitate!"
"Jack, please, I love you."
"Oh my god, you love me. Even though I'm fat."
"No no....you aren't fat at all!"
"So now you think I'm scrawny?!"
"Jack, I love you for who you are. Just try to stay calm and remember, no rum."
"Whelp."
"Pirate."
"Love you."
"Love you."
"Do we have any blueberry pie? With pickles? And rice pudding? And bitz of fish? And if we don't can you make me some?"
".............."
"Please?"
"On the condition we never have children again."
"................what that smell....?"
"Oh, no! My pie!"