If you have not read "The Man I'm To Call Father", THEN CLICK OUT OF THIS AND GO READ IT! You won't understandit otherwise.

"That's enough for today. Oh, and don't try the one-handed style yet. You-"

"I know I can do it! I-"

"Just need to practice." James smiled at Vanessa as they stood on the porch of New Lives Orphanage. Vanessa had just returned from her adventures in Neverland. (Actually, a week had passed) Her white streaks had just started to fade into her midnight black hair. She was replaying her adventures for the benefit of the younger audience. Most of the kids were gathered on the grass in the backyard, and every so often, one of the older kids would come out of the orphanage, only to be swept up into the drama as a Lost Boy, or as a pirate. James, one of the older boys, had been conned into playing Captian Hook, and he was pretty good.

"What do you wear instead of a hand?" asked Vanessa, looking at him. He didn't answer, instead he looked to the other end of the garden. She followed his gaze and there were Betty and Betsy, looking in from the garden gate. Vanessa gave a shirek of happiness, and pracitcally flew off the porch. She threw herself onto them and they hugged each other for the longest time.

"Why aren't you at school?" asked Betsy breathlessly, smiling at her long-lost-friend.

"I...I have other requirments now. Soon, I'll be going to live with my father."

"You have a father?" said Betty excitedly. "I wanna meet him!"

"I don't know when he's coming..."

"Oh...well, how can you not know when your own father is gonna come and get ya!"

"It's a secret." said Vanessa, leading them up to the porch. Everyone had started milling around, talking and acting bored.

"What do you think you're doing?" bellowed Vanessa. "We're switching gears now! This is the moment...the moment of truth!" She leaped up onto the porch, and grabbed the broom-handle she had been using as a sword. "I'm now Peter Pan. And this is part of the legend of the Wendy-Lady." James smiled grimly, and hefted his own broom-handle. A blink of the eyes, and you see Captain Hook standing there, sword gleaming. Then you see Peter sweep out of the sky. Betsy becomes Wendy. Betty becomes a pirate.

"Insolent boy! Prepare to meet thy doom!" James aka Captian Hook, bellowed at the fliting figure above his head.

"Dark and sinister man, have at thee!" cried Peter, diving and clashing their swords together. Wendy grabbed a sword and freed the Lost Boys, all of whom had been gathered at the porch corner(aka mast). They instantly fell to the pirates. Laughter and insults rang in the air. Peter suddenly gave a heart-pirceing cry and fell to the deck, wounded. The fighting instantly stopped. All of the Lost Boys gasped with fear. Hook stood above his prey, smile wicked and triumphant. He raised his sword and...

"Cookies!" cried Mrs. Underwood, coming out of the door, and stepping into the middle of Hook's revenge.

"MRS. UNDERWOOD!" chorused the whole of the conregation, upset by the pause in the battle.

"Oopps! Forgot that you guys hate being bothered while there's a battle going on. Come in and get your cookies later then!" she dissappeared back inside.

"Where were we again?" asked James, looking puzzled. Vanessa stood up, took a deep breath, and screamed very comically, falling to the ground and twitching.

"Oh yeah!" he said, reverting back to Captain Hook. But just as he was about to stab, Peter kicked out, and Hook fell. Therefore, Peter freed the Lost Boys Wendy and her brothers and sailed away, to England.

I'M BAAAAACCCCKKKKK! EVIL-DOERS BEWARE! Wait, that's not my catch-phrase. Oh, wait, here it is. WRITE ON!