DD: Hi! Welcome to chp. 1 of Secrets! I'm glad to see that in its first three days the proulog got two reviews! That's the fastest any of my stories have ever gotten a review. People must love a good mystery.
MoK: Anyway, the first reviewer Sonosublime and the second reviewer Katakana Kong weren't the first two to read it. A friend of ours on a website we (meaning the actual authoress combined with the others) regularly visit was the first one to read it and we're glad he gave it a positive feedback.
SxRF: Anyway, we don't own Donkey Kong Country, that website we were talking about, the first three readers, or the song this is based off of.
RDOB: Also, you may not want to read this until you've seen On Stranger Tides.
"THIS IS YOUR FAULT!"
"WHADDAYA MEAN MY FAULT?"
"YOU SLAPPED MY STOMACH!"
"YOU WOULDN'T WAKE UP WHEN I SHOOK YOU!"
The islanders in the area outside the theater turned around. DK and Swanky were arguing.
"WELL YOU WOULDN'T LET ME SLEEP!" Swanky screamed.
"I THOUGHT YOU LIKED PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN!" DK screamed back.
"I DO THIS IS JUST THE BORING ONE!"
"WHY ARE WE SCREAMING AT EACH OTHER?"
"I DON'T KNOW IT JUST SEEMS LIKE THE THING TO DO RIGHT NOW!" They both took deep breaths.
"What the crap?" one islander said, his eyebrow raised.
"So now thanks to you," both DK and Swanky said at the same time, "I won't get to find out why Barbossa has a pegleg!"
"I... guess we can go watch it again tomorrow," DK huffed.
"If you let me sleep maybe," Swanky said.
Thirty minutes later
"Movie's over," a voice said. Swanky and DK looked up from where they sat on the ground to see Diddy, Dixie, Funky, and Tiny approaching them. It was Tiny who'd spoken. "Too bad you guys didn't get to see the ending."
"What happened?" Swanky asked.
As he and DK watched, the other four took turns explaining what had happened in the movie since the older boys had been forced to leave(which is a nicer way of saying one of the workers there had literally thrown them out of the building). It sounded very interesting, especially the ending.
"What did Barbossa say cut his leg off?" Swanky asked.
"He cut it off himself," Dixie said.
"Huh?" DK shouted.
"Well, he said Blackbeard captured the Black Pearl and controlled the ropes and hung up the crew and the only thing Barbossa had been hung up by was his leg so he cut it off and managed to escape," Diddy explained.
"Sounds gross," Swanky and DK said at the same time.
"But it was awesome, dude," Funky said.
An hour later
"Um, DK?" DK turned around at the sound of Dixie's voice. She and Tiny were standing in front of Swanky, who was sitting on the floor looking like he'd just taken a Vicodin and then fell asleep.
"Yeah?" DK answered, walking up to them.
"Why does Swanky look dead?" Tiny asked.
"Vicodin does that to some people."
"Is that why sometimes when Cranky's asleep he looks dead?"
"But why did he take Vicodin?" Funky asked, suddenly paying attention.
"Doesn't he have some sort of condition or injury that requires him to take it whenever it gets too much to handle?" Tiny asked.
"Yeah," DK said. "He has an injury in his arm."
"How did he get it?"
"I think he broke it at some point when he was younger and it still bothers him from time to time."
"Yeah, now that I think about it that's probably what happened," Funky chimed.
But that was a lie and the two both knew exactly how Swanky got that injury but they didn't want anyone else who didn't know to get scared.
And unfortunately, Swanky was reliving that moment right now in his mind.
And it was more of a nightmare than a memory or a dream...
EH: OK, I got bored of writing this chapter. Deal with it! It's a quickie!