Heyy all! I now have 3 PAGES of reviews! It's awesome. My faithful,
faithful reviewers, u guys r the best. Incase whoever's reading this
didn't notice already, I LOVE REVIEWS! REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW everyone! Ok
I think you get the idea, :-D. So READ N REVIEW! OMG I just realized
chapter 7 was EXTREMELY short! Sorry about that. This one will be longer!
REVIEW!!!!
Peter, Wendy, and Jon were in their cabin below deck, sitting around a table and playing Poker. Peter's plastic green visor went wonderfully with his tights. Suddenly Wendy looked up and gasped.
"Wendy! Haven't you ever heard of keeping a poker face??" Jon scolded.
"I just thought of something! We didn't bring clean socks and underwear!" fell to the ground in slow motion, "N-N-N-O-O-o-o-o!-!-!" she shouted, also in slow motion as she collapsed dramatically on the floor. "I'm so irresponsible! What will Mother and Father think?" She ran out the room, sobbing hysterically. Jon and Peter looked at each other.
"Got any twos?"
"Go fish."
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Meanwhile... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Good morning!" George said to his little mermaid girlfriend.
"Good morning!" she replied, "And look at the sky! There isn't a cloud! Look, look at the sky, it's..." she suddenly burst into song, "UP! Up, up, we can only go-wo u-up from here! Up up!" and skipped merrily away, singing. George smiled fondly at her and then went to make breakfast. He suddenly shrieked as he saw his bacon...it was BURNT!
"Oh, no! Not my bacon! What will my beautiful Shania-Twain-singing mermaid girlfriend think if she knows I can't even cook BACON?" he felt the urge to burst into tears but resisted. "No.." he said as he as well burst into song, this one was a Shania Twain Oldie,
"bla-aaaaaaack eeeyes, ah-I don't neeed 'em, blUUUUUe tears, give me FREEEDom, a-yea-ea..." he sang.
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"Wendy! There you are! I have been looking all over for you, but of course, I found you!" Peter said, presenting his "Sympathetic-yet-heroic" look. Wendy rolled her eyes and walked out the room, sniffling and muttering about being a failure.
"Maybe I should give you some time alone," Peter said in an attempt to convince himself that Wendy had not just ignored his heroic fete of finding her, as he walked in the other direction and up onto the deck. Suddenly a knock caame at the door.
*Knock! Knock!*
"Just a moment!" Peter said in a pleasant voice. He ran to the floor, flung it open, and struck his famous would-be heroic pose. "I am PETER POT! Why does thee knock upon my door? Are you in danger?" He shouted at a little boy dressed like a raccoon. "Ah, it's just one of the Lost Boys!" he said to himself.
"I'm lost." said the little raccoon-boy.
"Me too." said a boy behind him, dressed like a squirrel.
"Me three! hehe," said a little boy dressed like a beaver, laughing at his own joke.
"I'm lost." said one dressed like a Guatemalan Woodpecker. Everyone just stared at him.
"CURSE YOU ALL! Why did I have to be the tropical wood-eating bird? Everyone ELSE got to be a small furry rodent-like creature! It's not fair, not fair.." he walked away, muttering under his breath in a foreign language. It was weird.
"Wait a moment.." Wendy said, appearing out of nowhere and seeming to forget her unresponsible woes, "That strange muttering Woodpecker boy reminds me of something...I REMEMBER!!!" she suddenly shouted. "UREIKA! I remember!! I was 5 years old..." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~FLASHBACK~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Mommy, can I go into the woods?"
"No, Wendy. You may not. Those woods are evil, if you go there the monsters will kill you and use your bones to make their bread." the smiling Mother said gently and cheerfully. "Now stay right here while I go take care of Baby Jon!" The little Wendy watched her mother go inside and then made a mad dash for The Woods. After walking for a little while she came to a swamp.
"Eww..." she said to herself. "What's THAT? It can't be...no...not...THE EVIL GUATALAMAN WOODPECKER OF DOOOOOOM!!!!" she shrieked as a giant woodpecker emerged from the muck. Suddenly in a flash a green spandex she was swept off her feet and flown away into the sunset. The next thing she remembered, she was home again.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~END FLASHBACK~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"It was you...you saved me that day from the monster!" She said emotionally with tears in her eyes.
"Yes," Peter whispered, "Yes, Wendy, it was I who saved you when you were just a little girl. Because...because..." Wendy just looked at him.
"Because what, Peter?"
"Because...I...I...I am PETER POT!!!" he said, striking yet another heroic pose. It sort of ruined the moment. Oh well. If this was a romance it would say so in the summary.
A/N: Ok, everyone. I got So many reviews, so I would like to respond to a few:
FluffyPinkFlamingo: Hey Danielle! Thanks for all the reviews! (I LOVE REVIEWS!!!) Anyway, I am well aware that two chapters are WAYYY too short, I don't know why I didn't realize until I posted them, they must have seemed longer. Oh, and a big thing: TYPOS! Sorry everyone! I was rushing when I wrote most of these, for one thing. And also for some weird reason I wrote the whole thing on notepad instead of Microsoft Word. I know, it's weird. I have no idea why. So anyway now that I'm on Microsoft I can actually use spellcheck! REJOICE!
Mallory: Wow. That's freaky. I had no idea what ANY of the names were except Wendy, I didn't even know there was a Jon and George IN the real story, I must have had a strange childhood lingering memory...*ahem*...well thanx for the review!!! Keep reviewing! Wow, I love this spellcheck..
Um, yea that's all I have to say. Chapter 8 has been under construction for a LONGGG time because I'm trying to make it extra-long in order to make up for chapter 7! That's lousy excuse for a chapter! It should be ASHAMED! ASHAMED! MUA HA HA! MUA HA..HA..ha..ha..*ahem*..yea. So REVIEW everyone! Much appreciated. Oh, wait! I want 2 write an HP parody, because I LOVE HP! So send me ideas!!! Thanks! And as yet another public apology for my lame-ass chapter 7, a review song. This is probably totally stupid but it took me FOREVER so appreciate it! REVIEW!
Ok, this is to the tune of the SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS THEME SONG! I KNOW I read a story where they did spongebob, and I can't remember who or I would ask for permission. So whoever you are, if you're reading this, email if you have a problem and I'll take it off!
Are ya ready, kids?
Aye, aye, Captain!
I can't HEAAAR ya!
Aye, aye, Captain!
Oooo there once was a girl who wrote fanfics all day,
RE-VIEW PETER POT!
But no one reviewed and that wasn't okay!
RE-VIEW PETER POT!
This song really sucks and I know that that's true!
RE-VIEW PETER POT!
But it shows how far I'll go to get a review!
RE-VIEW PETER POT!
SING IT WITH ME!
REEEEEEVIEW PETER POT!
REEEEEEVIEW PETER POT!
REEEEEEVIEW PETER POT!
Re-vieeeeeeew, Peter pot!!
*deedle dee dee doo deedly dee, dum dum!*
Wow. That was bad. But hey, most of you are gonna be like "haha" and then clilck back a few times and read a different story. We're all guilty of it. Me too *shame*. So please just take 2 minutes out of your busy busy schedules and put a smile on somebody's face! *SMILE!!!* Thank you.
Peter, Wendy, and Jon were in their cabin below deck, sitting around a table and playing Poker. Peter's plastic green visor went wonderfully with his tights. Suddenly Wendy looked up and gasped.
"Wendy! Haven't you ever heard of keeping a poker face??" Jon scolded.
"I just thought of something! We didn't bring clean socks and underwear!" fell to the ground in slow motion, "N-N-N-O-O-o-o-o!-!-!" she shouted, also in slow motion as she collapsed dramatically on the floor. "I'm so irresponsible! What will Mother and Father think?" She ran out the room, sobbing hysterically. Jon and Peter looked at each other.
"Got any twos?"
"Go fish."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Meanwhile... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Good morning!" George said to his little mermaid girlfriend.
"Good morning!" she replied, "And look at the sky! There isn't a cloud! Look, look at the sky, it's..." she suddenly burst into song, "UP! Up, up, we can only go-wo u-up from here! Up up!" and skipped merrily away, singing. George smiled fondly at her and then went to make breakfast. He suddenly shrieked as he saw his bacon...it was BURNT!
"Oh, no! Not my bacon! What will my beautiful Shania-Twain-singing mermaid girlfriend think if she knows I can't even cook BACON?" he felt the urge to burst into tears but resisted. "No.." he said as he as well burst into song, this one was a Shania Twain Oldie,
"bla-aaaaaaack eeeyes, ah-I don't neeed 'em, blUUUUUe tears, give me FREEEDom, a-yea-ea..." he sang.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Wendy! There you are! I have been looking all over for you, but of course, I found you!" Peter said, presenting his "Sympathetic-yet-heroic" look. Wendy rolled her eyes and walked out the room, sniffling and muttering about being a failure.
"Maybe I should give you some time alone," Peter said in an attempt to convince himself that Wendy had not just ignored his heroic fete of finding her, as he walked in the other direction and up onto the deck. Suddenly a knock caame at the door.
*Knock! Knock!*
"Just a moment!" Peter said in a pleasant voice. He ran to the floor, flung it open, and struck his famous would-be heroic pose. "I am PETER POT! Why does thee knock upon my door? Are you in danger?" He shouted at a little boy dressed like a raccoon. "Ah, it's just one of the Lost Boys!" he said to himself.
"I'm lost." said the little raccoon-boy.
"Me too." said a boy behind him, dressed like a squirrel.
"Me three! hehe," said a little boy dressed like a beaver, laughing at his own joke.
"I'm lost." said one dressed like a Guatemalan Woodpecker. Everyone just stared at him.
"CURSE YOU ALL! Why did I have to be the tropical wood-eating bird? Everyone ELSE got to be a small furry rodent-like creature! It's not fair, not fair.." he walked away, muttering under his breath in a foreign language. It was weird.
"Wait a moment.." Wendy said, appearing out of nowhere and seeming to forget her unresponsible woes, "That strange muttering Woodpecker boy reminds me of something...I REMEMBER!!!" she suddenly shouted. "UREIKA! I remember!! I was 5 years old..." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~FLASHBACK~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Mommy, can I go into the woods?"
"No, Wendy. You may not. Those woods are evil, if you go there the monsters will kill you and use your bones to make their bread." the smiling Mother said gently and cheerfully. "Now stay right here while I go take care of Baby Jon!" The little Wendy watched her mother go inside and then made a mad dash for The Woods. After walking for a little while she came to a swamp.
"Eww..." she said to herself. "What's THAT? It can't be...no...not...THE EVIL GUATALAMAN WOODPECKER OF DOOOOOOM!!!!" she shrieked as a giant woodpecker emerged from the muck. Suddenly in a flash a green spandex she was swept off her feet and flown away into the sunset. The next thing she remembered, she was home again.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~END FLASHBACK~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"It was you...you saved me that day from the monster!" She said emotionally with tears in her eyes.
"Yes," Peter whispered, "Yes, Wendy, it was I who saved you when you were just a little girl. Because...because..." Wendy just looked at him.
"Because what, Peter?"
"Because...I...I...I am PETER POT!!!" he said, striking yet another heroic pose. It sort of ruined the moment. Oh well. If this was a romance it would say so in the summary.
A/N: Ok, everyone. I got So many reviews, so I would like to respond to a few:
FluffyPinkFlamingo: Hey Danielle! Thanks for all the reviews! (I LOVE REVIEWS!!!) Anyway, I am well aware that two chapters are WAYYY too short, I don't know why I didn't realize until I posted them, they must have seemed longer. Oh, and a big thing: TYPOS! Sorry everyone! I was rushing when I wrote most of these, for one thing. And also for some weird reason I wrote the whole thing on notepad instead of Microsoft Word. I know, it's weird. I have no idea why. So anyway now that I'm on Microsoft I can actually use spellcheck! REJOICE!
Mallory: Wow. That's freaky. I had no idea what ANY of the names were except Wendy, I didn't even know there was a Jon and George IN the real story, I must have had a strange childhood lingering memory...*ahem*...well thanx for the review!!! Keep reviewing! Wow, I love this spellcheck..
Um, yea that's all I have to say. Chapter 8 has been under construction for a LONGGG time because I'm trying to make it extra-long in order to make up for chapter 7! That's lousy excuse for a chapter! It should be ASHAMED! ASHAMED! MUA HA HA! MUA HA..HA..ha..ha..*ahem*..yea. So REVIEW everyone! Much appreciated. Oh, wait! I want 2 write an HP parody, because I LOVE HP! So send me ideas!!! Thanks! And as yet another public apology for my lame-ass chapter 7, a review song. This is probably totally stupid but it took me FOREVER so appreciate it! REVIEW!
Ok, this is to the tune of the SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS THEME SONG! I KNOW I read a story where they did spongebob, and I can't remember who or I would ask for permission. So whoever you are, if you're reading this, email if you have a problem and I'll take it off!
Are ya ready, kids?
Aye, aye, Captain!
I can't HEAAAR ya!
Aye, aye, Captain!
Oooo there once was a girl who wrote fanfics all day,
RE-VIEW PETER POT!
But no one reviewed and that wasn't okay!
RE-VIEW PETER POT!
This song really sucks and I know that that's true!
RE-VIEW PETER POT!
But it shows how far I'll go to get a review!
RE-VIEW PETER POT!
SING IT WITH ME!
REEEEEEVIEW PETER POT!
REEEEEEVIEW PETER POT!
REEEEEEVIEW PETER POT!
Re-vieeeeeeew, Peter pot!!
*deedle dee dee doo deedly dee, dum dum!*
Wow. That was bad. But hey, most of you are gonna be like "haha" and then clilck back a few times and read a different story. We're all guilty of it. Me too *shame*. So please just take 2 minutes out of your busy busy schedules and put a smile on somebody's face! *SMILE!!!* Thank you.