Chapter#5: Rescued.Again!
Disclaimer: I don't own Peter Pan or any of the characters from Peter Pan! Hello! Well to start off I'd like to thank the people who reviewed. THANKS! lol, Well let's see what happens to Becca in this chapter!
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As Peter flew away with Becca in his arms he couldn't help but smirk at his bravery. Then he was rudely slapped (literally) out of his daze. He finally noticed Becca was struggling to get away from him and in the process slapped him across the face. He stopped and floated in mid-air.
"Hey! What are you doing?" He questioned her.
"What does it look like?" She replied sarcastically.
"Well, it looks like you're trying to get away from me? But why? I just saved your life!"
"Very well done Einstein!" Becca replied, "I AM trying to get away from you! I don't need to be kidnapped again!" Becca said still putting up a struggle.
"Kidnapped?" Peter was so confused. "What do you mean kidnapped?"
"You're a kidnapper! Hook told me so!" Becca, failing to notice they were in mid-air finally did. She did the first thing that came to her.panic. "AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! GET ME DOWN!"
Becca started flailing her legs around. While doing this, her knee met with Peter's stomach. Peter dropped Becca and grabbed his stomach wheezing for air. Becca let out a blood-curling scream as she plummeted to the water below her. She landed with a deafening splash. She quickly swam to the top and gasped for air. Oh what a day! She looked around for something to swim to. She saw a rock bout ½ a mile away. She groaned and started swimming. After about 5 minutes she began to get tired.
"Need some help?" She heard someone ask. Becca was startled and looked around for who was behind that voice. She looked from side to side but didn't see anyone. Then it hit her.he can fly. She looked up to see a boy around her age afloat on his back above her.
"How do you d that?" She questioned him as she swam to the rock.
"Do what?" Peter asked as he floated along, he sometimes forgot it wasn't normal to fly.
Becca, growing aggravated at his stupidity replied, "Look so good!" Sarcasm in every word.
"Awww thank-" Peter started to say but was interrupted by Becca.
"NO STUPID! How do you fly?!"
"OH! That! I dunno" he plainly replied like it was the most natural thing in the world.
"How can you not know? It's not everyday I meet a flying kidnapper!" Becca told him.
"HEY! Wait a minute! I'm not a kidnapper! I just saved you from one!" Peter defended himself.
"That's not what Hook told me. He said you were a brut-"
"And you believed him?" Peter asked rather shocked.
"Well how was I supposed to know?" She questioned back.
"I don't know!" Peter groaned. There was silence before Peter asked again, "Need some help?"
"NO!" Becca replied rudely.
"Fine! But I'll be a gentlemen and stay with you in case you start drowning." Peter smirked.
"ARGH! I don't need you! Why don't you go fly into a tree or something?"
"Ha! Now where's the fun in that?" Peter laughed.
"Awww!" Becca complained. She continued to swim as Peter glided above her humming some melody.
After a while Peter stopped dead in the air and listened to the world around him. In the distance he could hear a faint tick tick tick.and it was getting closer.
"Do you hear that?" He asked Becca.
"No." She replied, clearly out of breath from swimming.
"Well, it's getting closer so listen." Becca did what she was told and a couple of minutes later she heard it.
"It sounds like a clock."
"That's because it is a clock." Peter informed her. The curiosity got the better of her and she had to ask.
"What's a clock doing in the water?"
"Oh the crocodile swallowed it. That's how we know he's coming to get us." Peter laughed.
"A.a.croc.odile?" Becca spat out.
"Yep." Peter yawned. "Well it's getting late and you seem to be doing just fine on your own so I'm gonna go home now. Bye!" Peter began to fly away.
"Wait!" Becca pleaded. "Don't leave me with a crocodile! Help!" Before Becca knew it Peter was above her again.smiling. That smile is SO annoying!
"So you want help?" Peter asked deviously. "Are you sure you want help from a.oh what was it again? Ah yes.a flying kidnapper?" Peter couldn't believe his shrewdness.
"Oh come on, just help me!" She begged.
"But I'm a kidnapper!" He pointed to himself.
"OK! You're not a kidnapper! You're a gentlemen who wants to help me. PLEASE!" Becca kicked herself for saying that.
"Aww. Gee, that's nice of you to say. I guess I can rescue you again." With that said Peter dove under water and flew back out with Becca in his arms. Becca just got a glimpse of the crocodile. She sighed, that was a close one! She was happy to be out of the water. The only thing she didn't like was the flying. What if he drops me? What if he falls? Those thoughts kept running through her head. She held on for dear life.
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After about 5 minutes Peter landed on the ground. He put Becca down, who was very happy to be on the ground.alive.
"So? Do you still think I'm a kidnapper?" Peter asked her after a moment of silence.
"I don't know. Maybe." She replied.
"Aw come on! I just saved you from a man-eating crocodile. What kind of kidnapper does that?" Peter was getting aggravated.
"Ok, ok, ok. Fine. You're not a kidnapper!" Peter smiled. "But that doesn't mean I trust you!" She replied. Peter stopped smiling.
There was an awkward silence.
"So, what's your name?" Peter finally asked, not being able to put up with the silence any longer.
"Becca, what's yours?"
"My name is Peter Pan."
"So where are we?" Becca asked gazing at her surroundings.
"We are at Hang Mans Tree." Peter said matter-of-factly. "I want you to meet The Lost Boys."
"The Lost who?" Becca didn't quite make that out.
Peter didn't answer her. Instead he whistled and yelled, "LOST BOYS!" Almost immediately the ground started to shake, she could hear screaming too. Becca could already tell she wasn't going to enjoy this.
Disclaimer: I don't own Peter Pan or any of the characters from Peter Pan! Hello! Well to start off I'd like to thank the people who reviewed. THANKS! lol, Well let's see what happens to Becca in this chapter!
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As Peter flew away with Becca in his arms he couldn't help but smirk at his bravery. Then he was rudely slapped (literally) out of his daze. He finally noticed Becca was struggling to get away from him and in the process slapped him across the face. He stopped and floated in mid-air.
"Hey! What are you doing?" He questioned her.
"What does it look like?" She replied sarcastically.
"Well, it looks like you're trying to get away from me? But why? I just saved your life!"
"Very well done Einstein!" Becca replied, "I AM trying to get away from you! I don't need to be kidnapped again!" Becca said still putting up a struggle.
"Kidnapped?" Peter was so confused. "What do you mean kidnapped?"
"You're a kidnapper! Hook told me so!" Becca, failing to notice they were in mid-air finally did. She did the first thing that came to her.panic. "AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! GET ME DOWN!"
Becca started flailing her legs around. While doing this, her knee met with Peter's stomach. Peter dropped Becca and grabbed his stomach wheezing for air. Becca let out a blood-curling scream as she plummeted to the water below her. She landed with a deafening splash. She quickly swam to the top and gasped for air. Oh what a day! She looked around for something to swim to. She saw a rock bout ½ a mile away. She groaned and started swimming. After about 5 minutes she began to get tired.
"Need some help?" She heard someone ask. Becca was startled and looked around for who was behind that voice. She looked from side to side but didn't see anyone. Then it hit her.he can fly. She looked up to see a boy around her age afloat on his back above her.
"How do you d that?" She questioned him as she swam to the rock.
"Do what?" Peter asked as he floated along, he sometimes forgot it wasn't normal to fly.
Becca, growing aggravated at his stupidity replied, "Look so good!" Sarcasm in every word.
"Awww thank-" Peter started to say but was interrupted by Becca.
"NO STUPID! How do you fly?!"
"OH! That! I dunno" he plainly replied like it was the most natural thing in the world.
"How can you not know? It's not everyday I meet a flying kidnapper!" Becca told him.
"HEY! Wait a minute! I'm not a kidnapper! I just saved you from one!" Peter defended himself.
"That's not what Hook told me. He said you were a brut-"
"And you believed him?" Peter asked rather shocked.
"Well how was I supposed to know?" She questioned back.
"I don't know!" Peter groaned. There was silence before Peter asked again, "Need some help?"
"NO!" Becca replied rudely.
"Fine! But I'll be a gentlemen and stay with you in case you start drowning." Peter smirked.
"ARGH! I don't need you! Why don't you go fly into a tree or something?"
"Ha! Now where's the fun in that?" Peter laughed.
"Awww!" Becca complained. She continued to swim as Peter glided above her humming some melody.
After a while Peter stopped dead in the air and listened to the world around him. In the distance he could hear a faint tick tick tick.and it was getting closer.
"Do you hear that?" He asked Becca.
"No." She replied, clearly out of breath from swimming.
"Well, it's getting closer so listen." Becca did what she was told and a couple of minutes later she heard it.
"It sounds like a clock."
"That's because it is a clock." Peter informed her. The curiosity got the better of her and she had to ask.
"What's a clock doing in the water?"
"Oh the crocodile swallowed it. That's how we know he's coming to get us." Peter laughed.
"A.a.croc.odile?" Becca spat out.
"Yep." Peter yawned. "Well it's getting late and you seem to be doing just fine on your own so I'm gonna go home now. Bye!" Peter began to fly away.
"Wait!" Becca pleaded. "Don't leave me with a crocodile! Help!" Before Becca knew it Peter was above her again.smiling. That smile is SO annoying!
"So you want help?" Peter asked deviously. "Are you sure you want help from a.oh what was it again? Ah yes.a flying kidnapper?" Peter couldn't believe his shrewdness.
"Oh come on, just help me!" She begged.
"But I'm a kidnapper!" He pointed to himself.
"OK! You're not a kidnapper! You're a gentlemen who wants to help me. PLEASE!" Becca kicked herself for saying that.
"Aww. Gee, that's nice of you to say. I guess I can rescue you again." With that said Peter dove under water and flew back out with Becca in his arms. Becca just got a glimpse of the crocodile. She sighed, that was a close one! She was happy to be out of the water. The only thing she didn't like was the flying. What if he drops me? What if he falls? Those thoughts kept running through her head. She held on for dear life.
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After about 5 minutes Peter landed on the ground. He put Becca down, who was very happy to be on the ground.alive.
"So? Do you still think I'm a kidnapper?" Peter asked her after a moment of silence.
"I don't know. Maybe." She replied.
"Aw come on! I just saved you from a man-eating crocodile. What kind of kidnapper does that?" Peter was getting aggravated.
"Ok, ok, ok. Fine. You're not a kidnapper!" Peter smiled. "But that doesn't mean I trust you!" She replied. Peter stopped smiling.
There was an awkward silence.
"So, what's your name?" Peter finally asked, not being able to put up with the silence any longer.
"Becca, what's yours?"
"My name is Peter Pan."
"So where are we?" Becca asked gazing at her surroundings.
"We are at Hang Mans Tree." Peter said matter-of-factly. "I want you to meet The Lost Boys."
"The Lost who?" Becca didn't quite make that out.
Peter didn't answer her. Instead he whistled and yelled, "LOST BOYS!" Almost immediately the ground started to shake, she could hear screaming too. Becca could already tell she wasn't going to enjoy this.