Fic Post: Part Two of Sparrington Fic

Thanks for those on my flist that stepped outside their reading zone and gave this a try! I'm so glad you like the best pairing ever my humble little story. :D

Title: You Had a Charming Air, All Cheap and Debonair, Part 2/15
Author: Stoney321
Fandom: Pirates of the Caribbean
Rating/Pairing: PG-13 / Sparrow, Norrington
Summary: Set decades after PotC1, with flashbacks to 1 and after. Who doesn't like a little cat and mouse? Except, who's the cat and who's the mouse?
Disclaimer Own nothing, make not one red cent, the House of Mouse is run by Steven Jobs now. Also, I'm fairly certain I took my neighbor's paper this morning. Oh, well. He took mine yesterday.
A/N: Thanks to floweringjudas for the fantastic beta work, and for the reader: Concrit and insight are always welcomed either here or by email if you're shy about that sort of thing. My username at livejournal dot com.

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( You Had A Charming Air, All Cheap And Debonair )

Cross-posted to pirategasm and sparrington. Sorry for the crossover to your flist, if that affects you. Thank you for my virtual rose, Sue! And Gordok? He knows. Oh, he knows. *smoooch* Happy Valentine's Day my friends!

*beams*

Emily just came in with a Valentine she just made me with "firty-frive" stickers on it. ♥

And because I believe in saying it with flowers Ferrells:



(in case it's not a good one: boys/girls are stupid, chocolate makes you fat, and the roses probably don't even smell good.)

Yeah, it's spam. What are you gonna do about it?

He sent me flowers. A big, huge, gorgeous vase of flowers. And not just any, but my favorite. Star-gazer lillies. Filled. White snapdragons for height. Yeah, this makes no sense, and I don't care because HE KNOWS. Love them. They are beautiful. And I'm half-way through the champagne you left me. The passion fruit juice? Totally better than peaches. Mmmm.

Honey, I miss you when you travel. I fucking hate it most times, but I still love you.

My son, upon seeing the flowers: WHOA. Who sent you that cool vase? Friggin' boys. My whole house smells GORGEOUS and I have on a mud mask right now and my hair in a towel, haha! Oh, and I'm slightly drunk. *beams at you all*

ETA: And whoever did THIS is absolutely lovely. Thank you both.