Ashlee grumbled to herself, saying that she didn't want any help from that annoying arrogent flying moron. Peter watched her from overhead, the blood that oozed was starting to get more painful every minute that passed. Night came onto the island, fireflies danced through the trees and brush. By now, Ashlee's cut had tried. She sat on a large rock and watched the stars.

"I wonder if there is anything else out there..." She wondered out loud. "Maybe an nice unhabited island would be flying out there... no crazy mermaids or pirates. Just peace and serenity."

"What fun would there be if you were all alone?" Not even having to turn around, she knew the owner of that voice. It made her blood boil and her fists clench. So much for peace and serenity.

"What the hell do you want Peter? I told you to leave me alone."

"Since when did I ever listen to people?" He asked, grinning from ear to ear as he flew in front of her. A rock flew past his head at a frightening speed, hitting the water far off. He looked at Ashlee's infuriated face, blue eyes now like stormy gray skies. "Why are you always so mad at me? I've only tried to make you laugh and all you ever are is angry."

"Because! Wait... you've been trying to make me laugh?"

"Yes! But it's so... so... what's the word..." Peter sat in mid air, pondering for the right word. Ashlee giggled at his scrunched up expression. "Hey! You laughed!" He exclaimed, pointing at her and beaming with pride.

"Hehehe, okay. The face you made was cute and I admit I laughed." She said, relaxing and laying on top of the rock so that she could get a better view of the stars.

"So you're not angry any more?" Peter asked, floating above her so that they were face to face.

"No. Not for a while anyways." She said, making them both laugh. "Why don't you join me? The stars are really pretty tonight." Peter sat down next to her and watched the stars. "I've never seen the stars so bright in the sky before."

"What? But you live in the nursery room, and it has a window."

"Yeah, but I can never see the stars. Society has gotten rougher since you last left my mom." She said, closing her eyes and breathing evenly. Peter watched as her chest rose and fell, the moon and stars casting a peaceful atmosphere around them. Even Peter didn't want to speak, he didn't wanna ruin this rare moment of solitude. He heard some faint snores and saw that Ashlee had fallen asleep. Picking her up, he flew back to the hideout silently in the night, unaware of the eyes in the water watching.

The next day

"You are going to take a bath whether you like it or NOT!" Ashlee yelled, trying to shove Peter into a pool of water so he could get the fish oil off him.

"I'm not getting wet! I'd rather have the mermaids eat me rather than get clean!" He exclaimed, sticking his tongue out like a stubborn child.

"Would you rather I take a bath with you Peter?" Ashlee asked, arms folded over her chest with an eyebrow raised. Peter sunk a bit, wondering about that suggestion with eyes dazed and a strand of drool hanging from his lower lip. "GOTCHA!" She cried out and grabbed him by the foot, making them both fall into the water. Peter fell in surprised and soaked. She splashed a facefull of water at him, he grinned and splashed her back. Pretty soon they were having a splash war and jumping each other with handfuls of sand. They came back onto the shore soaked to the bone and wiped out from all the fun. The suns warm rays dried them off as they chatted.

"That was not fair, you grabbed my foot and dragged me under." She pointed out. Peter laughed.

"Yeah right, I won fair and square. So how's the arm?" He sat up and inspected it. The bandage he managed to find was still bound tightly around her arm.

"Feeling better. I just hope we don't run into codfish anytime soon cause it's still throbbing kind of." Peter didn't say anything, he just looked over the water.

"You sure? Cause I heard they rebuilt their ship and I've been dying to tear it up again." Ashlee chuckled at his mischevious behavior.

"Stop trying to tempt me, it's hard for me as it is not to run there and shove that hat up the codfish's nose." They both laughed.

"So is that a yes?" He asked, floating above her head and offering his hand.

She took his hand and was lifted up. "Yep, let's go kick some pirate hiney."

Later

Ashlee and Peter hid in the fluffy white clouds. Watching as the pirates were repairing the last of the ship. It wasn't as good as the original, it looked all banged up and thrown together with super glue and tape. Ashlee sucked in a piece of cloud and hacked on it, accidentally inhaling some. She tried to keep it down when the pirates heard her cough. Peter clamped a hand over her mouth.

"Shh! Do you want them to hear us?" He whispered. Ashlee shook her head and relaxed. "Olay, I'm gonna go down and rally em up. You just stay here and watch until you're ready to start having fun." She stuck out a tongue at him and he chuckled. He fell out of the cloud and flew to the pirate ship. Ashlee watched as he caused a large commotion between the pirates, laughing at the parts where Peter trashed their ship even more.

"We have something very important to you Peter! Your little skunk boy!" Ashlee gasped but had her hand covering her mouth as the child was brought out. "I found him looking for you yesterday Peter, I wonder how he will take to knowing that you were out with your lady friend?" Peter and Ashlee both flushed pink. "You know what the terms for letting him go boy."

"No, Peter! Don't!" Tootles exclaimed as Peter dropped his knife. Tootles was let go and pushed to the plank as Peter was tied up.

"Wait! Making him walk wasn't part of the deal!" Peter shouted. Hook held his sword to Peter's throat.

"How he leaves my ship is no concern to ke, now prepare to watch him get eaten by the latest beast of the island. Ashlee couldn't bear to watch much more of this.