"Where is she?" I heard Snitch ask.
I rolled over in my makeshift above the boys to get a better look. Flynn looked worried and Peter was rather disgruntled.
"She didn't play with us last night." Flynn added.
"Yes," Peter agreed, "I asked her to and she started to come--"
"Did Hook---?" Snitch suggested.
"No, he doesn't even know they're here yet." I hear a small female voice squeak.
They moved onto the the kitchen, giving me time to get out of the tree and down to the bridge. I took my time getting to the table and seated myself beside Flynn who looked at me surprised. His bright green eyes widened and he threw his arms around my waist. Leaning into my stomach, he asked, "Where were you?"
"I was here," I told him with a grin.
"Where?" He asked again.
"Up in some tree. I was watchin' you. You looked like you had a good time."
"I did," Flynn replied with a grin, "Did you?"
"Yep," I smiled back.
Peter and Snitch sat down at the table looking exasperated. "Where were you?" They asked in unsion.
"I decided that you all were having fun so I didn't want to disturb you, so I came back here to skip rocks and went to bed."
"Oh."
"We need to go visit the Pirates to pick up some clothes and stuff, you wanna come?" Snitch asked.
"Sure," Flynn and I said together.
After a brief breakfast, Snitch, Flynn, and I crossed to the main island and made our way into the Pirate's harbor. Snitch took some sheets and shirts while Flynn and I grabbed swords, cutlasses, and knives. Snitch wasn't as smooth as Flynn and I were, but most of the pirates were too drunk to notice. Snitch would grab some form of cloth and stuff it under his shirt. Flynn and I would deftly take swords and such from the blacksmith table and random passeres-by. When Snitch decided we had taken our share, we moved out.
***
Hook had a restful morning, his ship was in the harbor so he could relax withour dreams of that awful crocodile. Stretching, he spotted Smee on deck. "Smee!" He shouted rather cheerfully.
Smee who had been looking at the port turned to Hook and waved his captain over. Together they looked down into the bustling port and Smee pointed out three children running around stealing stuff.
"Isn't that--?" Hook trailed off in a thought.
"Snitch," Smee confirmed, "Pan's second in command."
"And with him, and girl and a boy. Curious." Hook watched the trio finish their shopping as a plan formulted in his head.
***
"Where's Dan?" Tinkerbell asked Peter.
"Out with Snitch and Flynn." Peter replied.
"They should have been back a while ago." Tink told him with a sly grin.
"So," Peter argued, "Flynn probably wanted to look around, that kid is the greatest."
Just then, Flyn burst onto the scene carrying the stolen goods, minus one sword.
Peter was now worried. "Where's Dan and Snitch?" He asked the panting Flynn.
Flynn regained his breath and told him how Snitch had spoted Hook watching them so Snitch was teaching Dan how to use a sword.
Tinkerbell looked at Peter's shocked face with one of pure satisfaction, things were working out much easier then when she had tried to rid herself of that Wendy brat. But that was because Snitch hadn't liked her much. Peter flew away with Tinkerbell a safe distance away, on his tail.
***
I didn't like Snitch all that much because of the way we had net the day before, but Peter seemed to like him, so he had to be okay. We had been heading back from our moring venture when Snitch had pointed out Hook's ship for Flynn, who was loving it all. That was when the smile had faded from his face, because he had seen Hook, watching us. I knew it was a bad thing because I told stories about the man and Snitch had seemed worried. That was when he had offered to teach me how to fight, with a sword. It sounded like a great idea so I sent Flynn back to Peter with all the goods which I knew afterwards was a bad idea because Tinkerbell was probably filling Peter's head with jealous thoughts. Jealous of what I didn't know, nor did I care. I seemed to be catching onto swordfighting quite well, swordfighting was a lot like knifefighting, only in the blade is longer.
We probably had been practicing for awhile so I tld Snitch it we ought to be getting back because Peter might start to worry. He agreed, and walked over to me, he tripped, and we both fell, with him on top. We hit the ground awkwardly, and the next thing I knew, his lips were on mine, whether it was an accident or a set up, I didn't care to know, I needed to get back to Flynn. I struggled to sit up, just as Peter landed at our feet. I knew, and could tell that Tinkerbell was not far behind grinnig fiendishly, for all I know, she could've been the one who tripped Snitch, I wouldn't put it past her.
Peter started with a "What in bloody hell--?!?!"
And Snitch looked like he'd just been handed the death penalty. He scrambled off me and mumbled an apology while we watied for the wrath of Peter.
"It's been age," Peter continued, "since I found a girl I liked, I chased this one all over Ireland, waitnig for her to grow up. Then by chance, she moved to England, so I thought I'd talk to her there, and she decided to come back with me, But then my own best friend tries to steal her from me!" Peter had started in a low controlled voice, but ended with a strangled yell.
"Hey," I interrupted, "I don't know what propaganda your fairy has been feeding you, but she's just jealous because she's in love with you and can't have you, and gets totally pissed off when you invite a girl over. She's had you for the past hundred years, you'd think you might notice. Snitch was just giving me a lesson in swordplay so I'm not a total fool if I have a run-in with Hook and we just finished. We were just finishing up and were heading back, Snitch ran to catch up with me, tripped, and knocked me over when he fell. You only saw what happened after we fell." I got up, picked up my sword, and added, "You two can fight, but it don't make lick o' difference to me, cuz I think it's stupid and will hate you both if your friendship is destroyed because of me." Then I walked out on the three of them.
***A/N: I hope that romance was good enough for you Tellemera, there may be more, if I feel like it.***
I rolled over in my makeshift above the boys to get a better look. Flynn looked worried and Peter was rather disgruntled.
"She didn't play with us last night." Flynn added.
"Yes," Peter agreed, "I asked her to and she started to come--"
"Did Hook---?" Snitch suggested.
"No, he doesn't even know they're here yet." I hear a small female voice squeak.
They moved onto the the kitchen, giving me time to get out of the tree and down to the bridge. I took my time getting to the table and seated myself beside Flynn who looked at me surprised. His bright green eyes widened and he threw his arms around my waist. Leaning into my stomach, he asked, "Where were you?"
"I was here," I told him with a grin.
"Where?" He asked again.
"Up in some tree. I was watchin' you. You looked like you had a good time."
"I did," Flynn replied with a grin, "Did you?"
"Yep," I smiled back.
Peter and Snitch sat down at the table looking exasperated. "Where were you?" They asked in unsion.
"I decided that you all were having fun so I didn't want to disturb you, so I came back here to skip rocks and went to bed."
"Oh."
"We need to go visit the Pirates to pick up some clothes and stuff, you wanna come?" Snitch asked.
"Sure," Flynn and I said together.
After a brief breakfast, Snitch, Flynn, and I crossed to the main island and made our way into the Pirate's harbor. Snitch took some sheets and shirts while Flynn and I grabbed swords, cutlasses, and knives. Snitch wasn't as smooth as Flynn and I were, but most of the pirates were too drunk to notice. Snitch would grab some form of cloth and stuff it under his shirt. Flynn and I would deftly take swords and such from the blacksmith table and random passeres-by. When Snitch decided we had taken our share, we moved out.
***
Hook had a restful morning, his ship was in the harbor so he could relax withour dreams of that awful crocodile. Stretching, he spotted Smee on deck. "Smee!" He shouted rather cheerfully.
Smee who had been looking at the port turned to Hook and waved his captain over. Together they looked down into the bustling port and Smee pointed out three children running around stealing stuff.
"Isn't that--?" Hook trailed off in a thought.
"Snitch," Smee confirmed, "Pan's second in command."
"And with him, and girl and a boy. Curious." Hook watched the trio finish their shopping as a plan formulted in his head.
***
"Where's Dan?" Tinkerbell asked Peter.
"Out with Snitch and Flynn." Peter replied.
"They should have been back a while ago." Tink told him with a sly grin.
"So," Peter argued, "Flynn probably wanted to look around, that kid is the greatest."
Just then, Flyn burst onto the scene carrying the stolen goods, minus one sword.
Peter was now worried. "Where's Dan and Snitch?" He asked the panting Flynn.
Flynn regained his breath and told him how Snitch had spoted Hook watching them so Snitch was teaching Dan how to use a sword.
Tinkerbell looked at Peter's shocked face with one of pure satisfaction, things were working out much easier then when she had tried to rid herself of that Wendy brat. But that was because Snitch hadn't liked her much. Peter flew away with Tinkerbell a safe distance away, on his tail.
***
I didn't like Snitch all that much because of the way we had net the day before, but Peter seemed to like him, so he had to be okay. We had been heading back from our moring venture when Snitch had pointed out Hook's ship for Flynn, who was loving it all. That was when the smile had faded from his face, because he had seen Hook, watching us. I knew it was a bad thing because I told stories about the man and Snitch had seemed worried. That was when he had offered to teach me how to fight, with a sword. It sounded like a great idea so I sent Flynn back to Peter with all the goods which I knew afterwards was a bad idea because Tinkerbell was probably filling Peter's head with jealous thoughts. Jealous of what I didn't know, nor did I care. I seemed to be catching onto swordfighting quite well, swordfighting was a lot like knifefighting, only in the blade is longer.
We probably had been practicing for awhile so I tld Snitch it we ought to be getting back because Peter might start to worry. He agreed, and walked over to me, he tripped, and we both fell, with him on top. We hit the ground awkwardly, and the next thing I knew, his lips were on mine, whether it was an accident or a set up, I didn't care to know, I needed to get back to Flynn. I struggled to sit up, just as Peter landed at our feet. I knew, and could tell that Tinkerbell was not far behind grinnig fiendishly, for all I know, she could've been the one who tripped Snitch, I wouldn't put it past her.
Peter started with a "What in bloody hell--?!?!"
And Snitch looked like he'd just been handed the death penalty. He scrambled off me and mumbled an apology while we watied for the wrath of Peter.
"It's been age," Peter continued, "since I found a girl I liked, I chased this one all over Ireland, waitnig for her to grow up. Then by chance, she moved to England, so I thought I'd talk to her there, and she decided to come back with me, But then my own best friend tries to steal her from me!" Peter had started in a low controlled voice, but ended with a strangled yell.
"Hey," I interrupted, "I don't know what propaganda your fairy has been feeding you, but she's just jealous because she's in love with you and can't have you, and gets totally pissed off when you invite a girl over. She's had you for the past hundred years, you'd think you might notice. Snitch was just giving me a lesson in swordplay so I'm not a total fool if I have a run-in with Hook and we just finished. We were just finishing up and were heading back, Snitch ran to catch up with me, tripped, and knocked me over when he fell. You only saw what happened after we fell." I got up, picked up my sword, and added, "You two can fight, but it don't make lick o' difference to me, cuz I think it's stupid and will hate you both if your friendship is destroyed because of me." Then I walked out on the three of them.
***A/N: I hope that romance was good enough for you Tellemera, there may be more, if I feel like it.***