Wendy and Jas Hook: Jane and James first encouter with their Papa
"Your my father!" shouted the small girl who had curly sandy hair which was in plats , forget me not blue eyes and sweet happy face.
What in god's name? cursed the man in his head
This girl in a cool blue nightgown clung onto the man she said was her father.
She looks like a meer five years old. Poor little street urchin. Again the man thought.
The man glanced down at the small figure that stood attached to his thigh; with his cool forget me nots as his dark black curls were being gently blown behind him by the man wore a black breeches, a white shirt, a red coat with fine golden threaden and a matching a hat to top it off.
"What are you on about?"
The little girl eventually let go of his thigh with her face slightly saddened.
"You're Captain Hook, my father aren't you? " asked the girl with eager anticipation.
The man looked at her with a shocked look for yes our dear readers he was Captain Jas Hook.
The girl giggled happy and went wondering off, so Jas Hook followed the little girl until she came into contact with a very tall, curvy woman who had cool green eyes and long wavy sandy hair which was tied in a bun.
"Jane Marie Darling!" shouted the woman in panic.
The woman wore a cream day gown with a white shawl; she seemed to be carrying in her left hand a basket with fruit and what appeared to be a book. And to the woman's right hand side was a small boy if you looked at him close enough you would notice he had curly black hair and forget me not blue eyes.
Jas Hook could just barely make out what the little girl was saying.
"Mama. Mama. I found him! I found him this time Mama!" said Jane.
Captain James Hook stood lost to this scenario
"And just who prey is he?" asked the little boy as he tugged on his sister's plats.
"OWW James let go! That really hurts" cried Jane.
"James Matthew Darling; let go of your sister's hair. Or you shall go to bed with out supper" said the struggling mother of two.
"Very well mother." said James with a dirty sneer towards his sister Jane.
"Now what were you saying Jane?" asked the woman as she kneeled before her daughter.
"Mama. Look over there!" said little Jane as she pointed to Captain James Hook. "It's our Papa!"
During this point Jas Hook had been watching the mother and her two children for a good five minutes.
Jas Hook walked towards the woman slightly shocked yet confused and bowed before the lady. He recognised her but how? Where?
"Excuse me Madame; but do I know you?"
The woman turned her head away from her daughter to face the man speaking to her. How she remembered his silky voice. His blue eyes that haunted her dreams.
"James it's me. Wendy. Your Red Handed Jill"
Jas Hook looked at her shocked. How could he forget about his storyteller. But before he dare ask how she were his first thoughts were.
"Miss Darling are these children mine?" he asked as he glanced at the boy who so resembled himself when he was younger.
"Aye Jas Hook."
AN: Ok this was just a little short I did a few weeks ago and I thought you should all read this and see what you think.