"Peter!" Hook shouted from the deck of his ship. "I swear to you wherever you go, wherever you are, I vow there will always be daggers buried in notes signed James Hook. They will be flung into doors of your children's children's children, do you hear me?"
Pan put down his child and turned around quickly to face the vile captain. "What do you want, old man?"
Hook smiled as he raised up his...well his hook. "Just you."
"Aw, how sentimental." Iron Man said as he flew in. "I am Iron Man, and sorry to break up this love fest, but I saw pirates, so I just assumed there'd be rum. Yes?" Hook pointed to the inside of his ship. "Ah, good." Iron Man hovered up to the deck, but quickly turned around. "Oh, and I guess I should blast you. Uh...Link here first." Iron Man blasted Peter Pan into the water...where a whale quickly came up out of nowhere and ate him. "That was convenient." Iron Man looked at the whale for a moment...then blasted it. "Why do I have a feeling that was a bad idea..."
"MY WHAAAAAALLLLEEEE!" A voice shouted from under the sea.
"Crap...Aquaman, knew it." Iron Man groaned and started to fly away. "I'll get rum someplace else!" He blasted a hole in the ship. "But enjoy death, bitches!" He shouted as he flew away.