Juan P.O.V
"I'd like to think that we're wanted here." I tell Harry as we walk along with everyone else. He just snorts and looks ahead. His silence is disturbing me. Come on! This is the dude who flirts with anything that has a pulse!
"Just for the record: you aren't" Gaia calls. I cross my arms. "Well, that's not proper manners." I say jokingly. "We're aware of that." The black haired dude (Jet, I think) says crossly. Ever since we left with Jericho, he's been in a mood. Harry gives me a look that clearly says that I'm trying to hard.
I slump my shoulders and shove my hands into my pockets, the exact way Harry is now. "Um, where exactly are we going?" Xander asks slowly. Gaia looks at him and pulls out a piece of paper. "We're going to the rainforest. At least, eventually. We're waiting for someone here-" Before she can finish, a guy drops from the sky in front of us.
Jet grins and walks over to him. "Phillip! How you doin?" He asks. Phillip smiles mischievously. "Just meeting up with the rebels!" He says. Jet looks at us, as if remembering that we're here. "Oh yeah! Guys, this is Phillip, son of Peter Pan." Harry stops in his tracks when this is said. I try not to laugh as I remember that Harry, well, he's the son of Captain Hook.
Phillip notices this, and looks at his empty hand. "Should be a hook there eh?" Oh no he didn't. Harry's hook got stolen a few hours ago, right after he fought with the rebels (I'll call 'em that now). Harry balls up his fists, and so does Phillip, but Drake gets between them. "Guys! You don't have to like each other, but don't kill each other!"
This somehow knocks some sense into them, because Drake has a pleading look on her face, and no one wants to upset her. "Well then! Lets book!" J.J says happily.
Time skip brought to you by Doctor Who.
Jericho's P.O.V
"Wow, I didn't know that the sky was this colorful!" Gil exclaims excitedly. Yes, Gil and Uma joined us, Harry insisted. Gil was very happy to see me for some reason. It's been about seven hours since we left the isle to go to the Rainforest.
We plan to split up after we arrive at the Rainforest. Me, and Jet are going to the North Pole, because North's snow globe is a very powerful artefact. How exactly I'm going to steal from my dad's... Friend? Father figure? Anyway, North has always been kind to me, so this will be awful.
Jet doesn't want to come with me, but he has too. By popular demand he has been chosen! "So, can you really help me get my frost powers back?" I ask him. He nods slightly. I walk over to Phillip, who is actually pretty cool. He can fly too, the one power that I didn't lose. "Hey Jericho!" He says. "Hi Phillip! Wanna annoy Harry?" I ask, saying the last part quietly. 'Um, only always!" He says, smirking.
Pretty Fly ( For a White Guy)
Jericho and Phillip
Give it to me baby (uh huh uh huh)
Give it to me baby (uh huh uh huh)
Give it to me baby (uh huh uh huh)
Phillip
And all the girlies say I'm pretty fly for a white guyUno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, cinco, seís
Jericho
You know it's kinda hard just to get along today
Our subject isn't cool but he thinks it anyway
He may not have a clue and he may not have style
But everything he lacks well he makes up in denial!
We start to fly above Harry, waving at him, and laughing at his annoyed expression.
Jericho and Phillip
So don't debate, play us straight
You know he really doesn't get it anyway
Gonna play the field, and keep it real
For you no way, for you no way
So if you don't rate, just overcompensate
At least you'll know you can always go on Ricki Lake
The world needs wannabes
Hey, hey, do that brand new thing!
Give it to me baby, (uh huh, uh huh) Give it to me baby, (uh huh, uh huh) Give it to me baby, (uh huh, uh huh)
Phillip
And all the girlies say I'm pretty fly for a white guy
He needs some cool tunes, not just any will suffice
But they didn't have Ice Cube so he bought Vanilla Ice
Now cruising in his Pinto, he sees homies as he pass
But if he looks twice, they're gonna kick his lily ass!
Jericho and Phillip
So don't debate, play us straight
You know he really doesn't get it anyway
Gonna play the field, and keep it real
For you no way, for you no way
So if you don't rate, just overcompensate
At least you'll know you can always go on Ricki Lake
The world loves wannabes
Hey, hey, do that brand new thing!Now he's getting a tattoo yeah, he's getting ink doneHe asked for a 13, but they drew a 31
Friends say he's trying too hard and he's not quite hip
But in his own mind he's the, he's the dopest trip
Give it to me baby, (uh huh, uh huh)
Give it to me baby, (uh huh, uh huh)
Give it to me baby, (uh huh, uh huh)
Phillip
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, cinco, seís
Phillip and Jericho
So don't debate, play us straight
You know he really doesn't get it anyway
Gonna play the field, and keep it real
For you no way, for you no way
So if you don't rate, just overcompensate
At least you'll know you can always go on Ricki Lake
The world needs wannabes
The world loves wannabes
Let's get some more wannabes
Hey, hey, do that brand new thing!
We land at the front of the group, laughing our heads off. "Hey Phillip, you're pretty cool." I remark. He smiles back at me. "You too, Jericho"
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The Power of Five (ARCHIVED & BAD)
Fanficthis was originally posted in late 2020, so buckle the fuck up. also, despite the fact that i'm indigenous, younger me somehow managed to be incredibly racially insensitive on a few occasions, so tw for that. og desc: This is my first fanfiction, i...
