Hey! I got more reviews!!! Woo hoo this totally made my day. REVIEW EVERYONE! If you are reading this right now you should be planning on reviewing as soon as you finish this chapter. haha. Anyway, btw, I have nothing against Shania Twain, she just seemed perfect for the story. And now, chapter 5...
With much protest from Wendy at leaving her baby brother with a singing Shania-Twain-wanna-be mermaid, Peter insisted that he, Jon, and Wendy keep going and leave George to pursue his true love.
"Where exactly are we?" asked Jon finally.
"We are in the forest of Never-neverland! Where the sky is as blue as a choking boy's face and as beautiful as my Grandma's friend, Beatrice. Ah, that Beatrice. She is one foxy-"
"Ok, enough!" Wendy interjected. Suddenly everyone gasped as a pirate with one hand and one hook jumped out of a nearby shrub. "Hold it roight thear, maities! Wought are you doin' in thess here faw-rest?"
"Everyone! Stay calm! Do not fear, for PETER POT is HERE!" Wendy and Jon groaned in unison. They were getting good at doing things in unison. Peter struck a heroic pose against a tree and smiled his mock-heroic smile. "Do not fear, I say! For I, PETER POT, speak PIRATESE!"
"Piratese??" The pirate repeated, looking confused. "Are you roight out of yer moind?"
"Now, stay calm, children," Peter whispered, "I will now attempt to communicate with it." he paused,"Don't try this at home!" He told a nearby mulberry bush matter-of-factly.
"Oi say! Maitey bushel maitey point-o-rum! Maitey oi say ye shivver-me-timberrs walk the ploink oi bucket-o-slop maitey!"
"Pardon?" the pirate said in an unexpectadly polite tone.
"Oi SAY" Peter started again, continuing to put together random phrases he had seen in pirate movies. The pirate, lookig extremely confused, started to walk away but suddenly turned around, saying,
"Oi'll be BACK!!!"
"Well then summat me poop deck maitey starboard bow oi say!" Peter shouted in reply. "Do you know who that was?" Peter asked Wendy and Jon, who were still a little stunned from his Piratese rant. It reminded them of when Dory tried to speak whale in Finding Nemo. But that, again, is a different story. "It was..."
The man with the drums marched through the trees, playing a long and dramatic drumroll and wondering how much he got paid for a person who made so many appearances in the story and yet still was not identified by name. "CAPTAIN HOOK!" Peter said in a mysterious tone.
"NO!" Jon exclamied, "Not THE Captain Hook!"
"Oh, no" said Peter with a wave of his hand, "That was his step-dad. But this one is just as EEEVVVIIILLLL!!!" The latter word he shouted in slow motion, to get the full effect. It resulted in nothing but freaking out Wendy and Jon.
"*Ahem* Anyway...we must catch Captain Hook! He will soon be after Shania-George and his lovely mermaid girlfriend!" Wendy decided she would not let anything happen to her baby brother, mermaid loving and folk singing or not.
"Ok." said Wendy painstakingly with a dramatic tear in her eye, "Let's go." Peter, eyes also welling up, patted her on the back.
"Stay strong, Wendicamous," he whispered with absolute corniness, "Stay strong." Just then someone fly out of a nearby tree and jumped in front of them. Everyone gasped in -you guessed it- unsion.
"Naught so fast, Maitey! I think I'll be tying yer up and ganging yer before you's go's a-rescuin yer country artist brother!"
"Aye aye slop yer timbers an' rum!" Peter protested, but alas, it was no use.
~*~ And by the way, I just got more (*yay!*) reviews in and um..Yuki Asao, it would be a little more helpful if you could elaborate on "wtf?", thanx. And thanx to my faithful faithful reviewers! Amadea and Padfoot-Dreamer and KOI! Thank you!!! ~*~
With much protest from Wendy at leaving her baby brother with a singing Shania-Twain-wanna-be mermaid, Peter insisted that he, Jon, and Wendy keep going and leave George to pursue his true love.
"Where exactly are we?" asked Jon finally.
"We are in the forest of Never-neverland! Where the sky is as blue as a choking boy's face and as beautiful as my Grandma's friend, Beatrice. Ah, that Beatrice. She is one foxy-"
"Ok, enough!" Wendy interjected. Suddenly everyone gasped as a pirate with one hand and one hook jumped out of a nearby shrub. "Hold it roight thear, maities! Wought are you doin' in thess here faw-rest?"
"Everyone! Stay calm! Do not fear, for PETER POT is HERE!" Wendy and Jon groaned in unison. They were getting good at doing things in unison. Peter struck a heroic pose against a tree and smiled his mock-heroic smile. "Do not fear, I say! For I, PETER POT, speak PIRATESE!"
"Piratese??" The pirate repeated, looking confused. "Are you roight out of yer moind?"
"Now, stay calm, children," Peter whispered, "I will now attempt to communicate with it." he paused,"Don't try this at home!" He told a nearby mulberry bush matter-of-factly.
"Oi say! Maitey bushel maitey point-o-rum! Maitey oi say ye shivver-me-timberrs walk the ploink oi bucket-o-slop maitey!"
"Pardon?" the pirate said in an unexpectadly polite tone.
"Oi SAY" Peter started again, continuing to put together random phrases he had seen in pirate movies. The pirate, lookig extremely confused, started to walk away but suddenly turned around, saying,
"Oi'll be BACK!!!"
"Well then summat me poop deck maitey starboard bow oi say!" Peter shouted in reply. "Do you know who that was?" Peter asked Wendy and Jon, who were still a little stunned from his Piratese rant. It reminded them of when Dory tried to speak whale in Finding Nemo. But that, again, is a different story. "It was..."
The man with the drums marched through the trees, playing a long and dramatic drumroll and wondering how much he got paid for a person who made so many appearances in the story and yet still was not identified by name. "CAPTAIN HOOK!" Peter said in a mysterious tone.
"NO!" Jon exclamied, "Not THE Captain Hook!"
"Oh, no" said Peter with a wave of his hand, "That was his step-dad. But this one is just as EEEVVVIIILLLL!!!" The latter word he shouted in slow motion, to get the full effect. It resulted in nothing but freaking out Wendy and Jon.
"*Ahem* Anyway...we must catch Captain Hook! He will soon be after Shania-George and his lovely mermaid girlfriend!" Wendy decided she would not let anything happen to her baby brother, mermaid loving and folk singing or not.
"Ok." said Wendy painstakingly with a dramatic tear in her eye, "Let's go." Peter, eyes also welling up, patted her on the back.
"Stay strong, Wendicamous," he whispered with absolute corniness, "Stay strong." Just then someone fly out of a nearby tree and jumped in front of them. Everyone gasped in -you guessed it- unsion.
"Naught so fast, Maitey! I think I'll be tying yer up and ganging yer before you's go's a-rescuin yer country artist brother!"
"Aye aye slop yer timbers an' rum!" Peter protested, but alas, it was no use.
~*~ And by the way, I just got more (*yay!*) reviews in and um..Yuki Asao, it would be a little more helpful if you could elaborate on "wtf?", thanx. And thanx to my faithful faithful reviewers! Amadea and Padfoot-Dreamer and KOI! Thank you!!! ~*~