"C'mon Tink," Peter cried, swooping over a mango tree that smelled slightly of maggots. "We just HAVE to get there in time!"
Tinker bell muttered something that is better not to be mentioned, as her glow turned to a pale shade of orange, darting by Peter's ear. She had a good reason to be jealous, as Molly Aster, starcatcher and attractive human girl was on her way to Mollusk Island. In Tinks opinion, Molly was nothing but a 'ugly, fat, cow', but to Peter, she was wonderful.
Off in the distance, you could just barely see a huge ship, tall masts, and sails open in all their glory, sailing through the clear, blue sea. At the speed they were going, all a normal human being could see would be blurs of colour. But the bird woman could see every little land mark. The mermaid lagoon to the right, that Peter loved so much, the mollusk camp to the left, with its smoke trails floating up to the sky, the pirate hut somewhere off behind them , with Mr. Grin awfully close to it.
Peter had a look of delight on his face by the time he reached the camp. The last time he saw Molly he remembered very clearly. The kiss. The tears. They thought they would never see each other again. But he was just about to. Peter sat down cross legged on the beach, leant back, and waited.
Tinker bell also remembered the last time Peter saw Molly. She also remembered that kiss. Ugh. That was not something she was looking forward to seeing again. She hoped she didn't have to. Peter was hers. Hers only. It would be nice to see Leonard Aster though, Molly's father. He was the only smart one in THAT family. He was the one that blessed Peter with her. Who knows where Peter would be without her?
Peter stared out into the distance, waiting. In under an hour he would be with Molly. He truly did miss Molly, however brave he acted, he wished she were here to help him. It had been a year though, and he wondered how much taller she would be. He had always been the taller and braver one with his mates, no question. He wondered how it would be with Molly. Or how well Molly and George were getting along. He secretly wished George would go away. It always seemed like George had an advantage on Molly. ``An advantage I don`t have…`` he said aloud.
``what!`` Tink snapped, a bit irritated she didn`t know what Peter was thinking about.
``Nothing,`` Peter sighed, ``Its nothing…`` But as he looked at the incoming ship, he was very, very, nervous.