Chapter 10: Ignorance is Bliss, But to be Ignorant is Naive
Peter Pan stood around pointing at the picture in the book showing it to the lost boys. It was late at night, Wendy had already gone asleep. It was hard for the boys not to reveal any secret plans to her, but they kept their mouths closed for the most part. The fairies agreed to partake in the ball, and a few of the Indians decided to come as well. All seemed well planned. Some of the boys had come up with good ideas; Slightly would play Peter's pan flute, and Nibs had made a small one for himself out of hollow grass that gave it a lighter sound. Cubby had suggested having the fairies in jars for lighting, but instead they decided on jars of fireflies that they would string through the branches. The fairies would use their pixy dust on a few of the jars so they would float in midair. The Indians would make a campfire for the center to keep them warm and illuminated. The rest of the lost boys would make a large staircase with rocks for it, just like in the picture. Peter Pan had also planned on something extra special for Wendy. All this kept them so busy that they had yet to notice the rustling leaves at night, or dark shadows looming in the corners.
Meanwhile the mermaids were out in the lagoon, bathing in the moonlight when they heard such rustling of leaves.
"What was that?" Brooke asked.
"Just probably some rabbit or something." Lynne said twirling her hair.
"Or maybe it's Peter." Narine said hopefully.
"Yea right, ever since Wendy with the kiss girl came he hasn't told us any new stories or even visited." Brooke pouted.
"It really isn't fair." Lynne said.
"Of course it isn't fair." A voice said.
They all straightened up. "Who is there?" Narine yelled out preparing to dive into the water at any minute.
"Please don't be alarmed I mean no harm." The shadow emerged that the mermaids watched with horror as an old familiar face emerged from the shadows.
"Hook!" Brooke exclaimed preparing to slide back into the water.
"No, no please don't leave. You see I have decided to change my ways. Being almost eaten by a crocodile does things for a man you know?"
"What can you offer us?" Narine said with a raised eyebrow, keeping distance from the evil man.
"Information of course, I seemed to notice your Peter Pan does not visit you as much."
"Go on…" Lynne said.
"He has been busy. There is a wonderful celebration on land, but it seems you were not invited?"
"Celebration?" Brooke perked up.
"But if it's on land we couldn't come anyway…" Narine pointed out.
"Yes, but the location could have been closer to water no doubt. But then again it is for Wendy so I can see why she didn't want you to be included."
"Wendy?" They asked interested.
"Princess of Neverland I suppose. She wanted a ball, and Prince Peter is going to give her one."
"He never did that for us and I don't want her as our Princess..." Brooke pouted again.
"He never gave us a kiss either." Lynne added.
"A kiss?" Hook's face perked up at the word.
"Yea and not just a little acorn either, that real stuff where they look like this or something…" Brooke said puckering her lips, making a ridiculous face.
"I see." Hook answered back He thought for a moment; if it wasn't for Wendy and her brothers Peter Pan would not have defeated him in the first place. Now Wendy seemed to have replaced him; all of Peter's attention went to her, rather than defeating the great Hook, his arch enemy. Even the mermaids were bitter, and he expected that they were not the only ones who were not happy with this Wendy's reappearance...
I know its short...but i am doing rounds on all my stories. I have just been very busy; and believe me the plot will further thicken!