I never created Fox's Peter Pan and the Pirates.
Cecilia viewed Captain Hook scowling when Peter Pan and a few Lost Boys flew with a treasure chest. Worry appeared in her eyes. She touched one arm to pacify him. Cecilia watched as Hook turned to her before she stepped back.
''The constant thorn in my side. The obnoxious boy responsible for the hook. The one always playing pranks. Taking buried treasure!''
Captain Hook looked ahead and still scowled. His body trembled for a split second.
''I should have treasure. Not Peter Pan. Emeralds and coins. They could have belonged to me,'' Captain Hook said.
Cecilia wrapped her arms around Captain Hook. She smiled as he glowered and struggled. He was always going to be her treasure.
THE END
