Peter Pan 3:the lost girl
Chapter 8
(Kats POV)
I didn't know what to think. Was it true? Did Peter Pan actually love me? Or was it just wishful thinking? I had so many questions running through my head I hardly realized I'd been staring at Peter. He gave my arm a quick shake and said, "Kat…?" I blinked and shook my head. I looked at him again and laughed, "uh, zoned out there for a sec. hehe." he laughed too and said, "Yeah, Hey! Look it's the Indian encampment! Oh you've got to meet them! You'll love 'em." he took my hand and we flew down towards the camp. When we landed, the sun was setting and they already had a bonfire going.
Peter and I landed in the middle of the encampment. I looked around and saw many of the natives come out of their tents to see who the new visitors were. They had obviously seen Peter before, but when they saw me, their eyes lingered, never moved from my figure. I shrunk under their many gazes and leaned on to Peter. He turned to me and smiled. I looked back with a "oh please help me" look and he just chuckled and took my hand. He led me over to one of the larger, more decorated tents. After a few seconds, a tall, rather large, red-faced man came out followed by a young girl, no older than me or Peter. Both had dark, raven black hair. They wore tan clothes, (my guess was skins of some sort) beads and feathers. Peter grinned and took me over to the man.
"How." the man said in his deep, booming voice and raised his left palm. Peter mimicked him and said "How" as well. They both look at me expectantly. I blushed and did exactly as they had done. "uh, h-How." Peter smiled and nodded. I smiled shyly and turned to see the lost boys come crashing through the brush and up to me and Peter. Tink followed and took her place right next to Peter. Peter introduced me to the chief of the tribe and the chiefs daughter, Tiger lily. I smiled and nodded in greetings, and she nodded in return. The chief pulled out a big feathered head dress, kind of an Indian crown I think, and put it on Peters head. Then he called him something that rung a bell in my head, "Chief Flying Eagle" was what he called Peter. I looked at him and he grinned from ear to ear with pride. That when it hit me, "Chief Flying Eagle" was the name he had gotten for saving Tiger Lily from Hook. I couldn't help but laugh. He laughed too and turned to the chief and introduced me. The chief nodded and called over a group of women. He ordered them to take me and "get me ready". I looked wildly from the women, to Peter, to the chief and back. I leaned to Peter and hissed, " what does he mean 'get me ready'?" He laughed and replied, "oh you'll see.". He grinned as the women and Tiger Lily all took me by an arm and lead me to one of the tents.
(Hooks POV)
I couldn't believe it! She'd gotten away! And to make matters worse, she was with that blasted boy, Peter Pan! Obviously, this Kassidy Miller was much smarter. More crafty than her Great grandmother or grandmother. Oh yes, she was smart, defiantly not dainty or proper. I had to find a way to get a hold of her. I could go ashore again and try to find Peter's hide-out or her if possible. Yes that's what I would do, I would go ashore and either find Peters hide-out or Kassidy. Then when I get her I'd kidnap her and use her as bait, and it WILL work this time! I can guarantee it. "SMEE!" I barked. Right on cue the first mate came running in and saluted, waiting for my command. "Pipe up the crew, we're going to either find Peter Pan or Kassidy. Either way, we're not going to fail in getting him this time. This time, Peter Pan will fall." I growled. He saluted again and ran out, shortly followed by the peeping of the whistle. I wouldn't fail this time.
(Kats POV)
I couldn't recall the last time I had been so primped and pampered. In fact I don't think I ever had, not even when I was the flower girl for my Aunt's wedding when I was 3. I could only guess the beauty treatment my Aunt got on her wedding day and if my guess was as accurate as I think it is, then the treatment I was getting now was defiantly befitting a bride, only problem was I didn't even know I was getting married. I really didn't think I was but still, this is the kind of stuff they should be doing to Tiger Lily. She WAS the princess after all.
I had a ton of beads and flowers and feathers in my hair and they had me wear this very pretty dress. I really didn't know what to say. To be honest, this was all WAY too much for just a visit to the camp. Something was up, and I had a feeling it had something to do with Peter. They bustled around and finally one seemed to think it was just right. I leaned over to Tiger lily, hoping she spoke English and asked, "Hey, this is all very nice and stuff but what exactly is going on here?" she smiled and said, "oh didn't you know? Peter requested to my father that he make you Peters princess, since you are the new mother and all. You know, you must be very special to Peter because he didn't do this for Wendy or Jane." she smiled. So that was it! Peter was the culprit of all this beauty treatment. But that wasn't what freaked me out, what freaked me out was that he was doing something for me that he hadn't done for Wendy or Jane! Tiger lily looked out and said, "it looks as though they are ready, are you ready?" inside I was not only freaking out with joy and fear and so many other emotions it was making me sick, but I was also screaming internally "NO NO I AM NOT READY!" but I knew I couldn't say that so I lied and said, "yeah, ready when you are."
I walked out of the tent to find the whole camp in a huge circle around a huge, blazing bonfire. I looked around and found the lost boy wearing feathered head bands and war paint. I couldn't help but chuckle when I found Toodles, he just looked so cute with all the paint on his face and looking so proud. Tiger Lily took my hand and lead me over to a skin mat on the ground occupied by the chief and Peter, both wearing the feathered head dresses. Peter looked at us coming and stood up. When his eyes found me, I saw his jaw drop for just a split second. "Wow, Kat. You look amazing!" Peter said, blushing. I'm pretty sure I'd turned 12 different shades of red at his words. "um, well, I-uh, thank you Peter, you don't look half bad yourself." I stuttered. He blushed again and took my hand and lead me over to sit next to him, only to be stopped by the Chief. "Not yet. Ceremony first. Then chief Flying Eagle sits with Princess." the chief ordered. 'Oh boy' was the first thought the ran through my head.
