Sorry that this is such a short chapter...it's sort of a cliffy. IT WILL GET EPIC SOON! I'm almost done with this story, it will end in about three more chapters. So, yeah :)
"What took you so long?" Peter was sitting in a tree as he dropped down in front of Lacey while she was wondering in the forest.
"Oh…nothing." She stammered suddenly taking interest of the flower below her.
"That was some pretty good fighting." He admitted as Lacey smiled.
"Thanks, I learned that when I was little."
"Maybe you could teach it on me?" he got close. Too close for comfort close.
Lacey pondered this and accepted. "Go to the other end."
Peter flew over across from her and they stood face to face in dead silence. All they could hear was the soft wind blow in between them.
"Ready…" Peter's eyes narrowed.
"Set….." Lacey zoned in.
"GO!" they both charged at each other, this time not for death.
Peter went for a clear strike on her left while she quickly intercepted, sweeping him off his feet, and pinning him down to the ground.
"Strategy Number Two," Lacey quoted pushing him harder, "Always know where your blind spot is; it's a clear move."
"Nice one," Peter groaned as she helped him to his feet.
"Not that bad for killing my dad." Lacey joked.
"All in a day's work." Peter replied swiftly.
Lacey got as close as Peter was before; so close that she could feel his soft breathing on her neck.
"You know Peter…" she whispered softly, "I really like you…"
"Really?" he looked in shock as she went to hug him, taking his sword and aiming it at him.
"You're weak." Lacey rolled her eyes.
"Oh really?" Peter scoffed, "You can't fight while flying can you?"
"Sure I can!" she objected, but got cut off.
"Then show me." He threw pixie dust at her as she threw back his sword.
They both lifted into the air and flew by the clouds, slowly landing on the smallest one.
"Ready?" Peter asked already floating in the air.
"I was born ready." Lacey smiled accepting the challenge.
They both floated up and aimed swords. Peter dove in front of her, but when she went to deflect, he swooped under her, causing her to flip and land on a cloud. He then lashed at her, causing her to dive into the water in surrender. When she swam up, Peter was smiling, leaning on thin air.
"Not so easy huh?" he smiled as Lacey rolled her eyes.
"You got lucky."
"Did I?" he raised an eyebrow.
"Yes," Lacey dried off in the air, "You did."
But she got no reply from Peter, for he was distracted in something else. A pirate ship. A new pirate ship.
"Check it out!" Peter eyed the boat, "We have company."
Lacey turned red and then tried not to shake while she replied, "Let's not bother them…they seem peaceful?"
"Which is why we SHOULD bother them." Peter interjected flying closer.
"How about tomorrow?" Lacey pretended to yawn, "I'm SO tired!"
Peter thought about this and replied, "You're right, tomorrow sounds good…just incase they saw us!" he smiled and flew.
I hope they didn't…Lacey thought. She needed to talk to Smee. TONIGHT. Her mind was made up.
Peter: So tell me, are you going to kill me or not!
Me: *turns around with laptop* Um...I haven't decided yet?
Peter: Whaaaaa? I CAN'T DIE!
Me: Everyone has to die eventually.
Lacey: Come on man, I want to kill someone!
Peter: Seriously? I thought we were hitting it off!
Lacey: Don't get your hopes up...
Me: GUYS, NOBODY IS DEAD YET, OK?
Peter: Well how do I know?
Me: Well, people have to review..
Lacey and Peter: REVIEW, PLEASE!
