*They get back on the ship*
Okay, so is everything good? Yes, no maybe so?
Mike: Yea, we got rid of them.
*Jack snickers*
Whatever.
James: *walks up* So, who won the competition?
Competition? There was no competition. *Mike and James look at me weird* Oh you mean the date thingy, it's not over yet. Did you seriously think that I would choose right off the bat like that. NO! My god. It's as if you don't know me at all, which is funny cause it's leading to my next subject. I still need to get to know you guys, I've only known you for about a month and James already wants to freakin MARRY me! And Mike here wants me to be his girlfriend.
I need to know this stuff people. Geez.
James: So when can we get to doing this?
Whenever I get to be commodore. *I stand up and put my hands on my hips with my chin held high*
Jack: Ha, YOU commodore of THIS fleet. I don't think so.
James: It's not a bad idea actually, you have the influence, to a point, and the creativity, lot's of that. But what about the idealness of it all and the strategic plans.
Wing it. That's what I do. I procrastinate until the last minute then I wing it. I always succeed. Ask anybody.
James: Oh trust me, I believe you.
Jack: You can always trust a dishonest person to be dishonest, it's the honest ones you have to watch out for, honestly, cause you can never predict when they're going to do something incredibly... stupid.
Well that was random. Shut up Jack. Nobody likes you.... well maybe except Angelica, but that's a different story altogether.
WHO VOTES TO MAKE ME COMMODORE OF THIS HERE FLEET!?!?
*James, Barbossa, Mike, and a lot of other crew members raise their hands, along with Jack the monkey*
HA! I'm gonna go stand over there with them. *walks over there*
So I, Rianna the Awesome will be the new Commodore of this fleet, Wait, who was the previous Commodore?
James: I guess that would be me.
Oh, I'm sorry James.
James: It's okay, I'm pretty sure they will let me be Commodore in the Navy still.
Sounds like a pretty good/screwed up plan to me. But whatever, it's not my life.
Jack: So are we going to the fountain or not?
Sure, if it makes you happy, Jack, then we'll go to the bloody fountain.
TO THE FOUNTAIN OF YOUTH!!!
*I turn the ship around and head to the fountain*
