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THIS CHAPTER IS MEANT TO BE SHORT. It's more like a prolouge for chapter 11 :)

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"LEAVING?" Pan cried out. "You CAN'T leave!"

"Oh, can I not?" I raised my eyebrow in irritation. "Well, I wasn't here to ask for permission, I was simply giving you a notice of my soon-to-be absence."

"Well, I'M Peter Pan and I say that if you try leaving, I'll just have to kick your soon-to-be butt." He grinned wickedly, his playful green eyes narrowing in the prosperity of a challenge.

I tried to side-step him, to get past him and into the hideout. Once inside, I will prove myself of worth to my father. My flare gun lay just beyond the doorway.

"Enough of the games, Pan." I sighed. "I've had enough."

"There's never enough!" he exclaimed. "We have fun, don't we? We saved an entire village, went to a party, and received HUGE honours, ALL in one day! There's so much more Neverland has to offer. Just give it a chance, Ruben."

I admit he had a point. The past 24 hours had been the most dangerous, interactive and fun memories in my short life. All the more reason to leave. Too much fun simply can't be good for one' s soul.

Then again... I suppose just one more day can't hurt. I hadn't even explored the island properly. And once I'm back onboard, it's likely I won't be able to touch land again until I'm captain and give myself permission.

"You have one chance." I finally broke silence. "Tomorrow. Convince me to stay. Show me what Neverland really has to offer. Just how far are you willing to go for your new lost boy? We shall soon find out."

Pan's eyes lit up at my new game. He looked almost... surprised? Relieved? Whatever it was, it made me smile back at him. Could he really have committed all the terrible crimes against my father? Maybe if my Captain gave the boy a chance, and they both wiped a clean slate, then maybe I could be both captain and a lost boy/girl. The thought of leaving again after giving him such hope made me feel almost guilty for planting this red herring. Besides, it bought me some time to enjoy myself.

"Oh, and Ruben?" Pan turned to ask as I entered the hideout. He gently flew up off the ground and hovered over my ear, smirking. "Enough with the 'Lost Boy' act. You and I both know: you're really a girl."

Tomorrow could prove to be very interesting.

Why yes it could! :)