Captain Sprock's Arrival
"Peter! What we playing today?" asked a little boy suited in a bear suit. He was nestled among several other little boys wearing animal suits. The air was damp in the hollow tree and several little boys had moist sprinkled upon their faces.
"How bout boys, a game of seek and hide with the natives? We hide they seek?" this was answered by a chorus of whistles and whoops. They trooped out to the sun to be welcomed by the mermaids singing. "First let's visit my favourite girls!"
"Buried treasure, mountains high and the mermaids continue to sing," called voices of pure silk. They heard the giggles and splashes and came upon the lagoon. "Peter! Peter! It's Peter!" they chorused, "We haven't seen you for ages." they drawled. "Why don't you ever visit us? Come in the water!" they giggled.
"I would but were off to play with the natives. Beautiful songs as always, but they need more danger; monsters and bad guys!" Peter replied his facing twisting in a to devilous scowl. "Come on boys, see you girls!" They began heading to the natives home. Almost there they a lso boy shouted.
"Peter, look out to the lagoon, is that a giant bird?" the boy peered out from a tree squinting his eye against the golden rays. The boys stopped a whipped around and soon began chattering like squirrels discussing what it might be.
"Change of plan boys, were going to see the giant bird! Wow it sure is big," and with that Tinkerbell sprinkled the boys and they soared towards the giant bird. The nearer they came the more dread they felt. That feeling that starts at your pinkie toe and climbs up to your stomach until it is pounding through your whole body, that feeling that says evil. At last they came to the giant bird and saw it was no bird but a ship and not just any ship a pirate ship. The sails billowed in the wind pitch black and a skull and cross bone painted on each blinded the boys. "Boys, I believe we found our adventure," a sly grin crossed his face "pirates." The boys speed towards the ship and perched on the mast slinking about.
"Gold and silver is our lust. Blood and guts are our fuel!" roared gruesome pirates. Sweat glistened off their scarred bodies. A little man ran around the ship whispering commands. The wind howled as did the pirates. Possessed by evil they headed for shore. Gold teeth shimmered and faded tattoos held shocking pictures. They were joined by their horrid song moving as one giant beast. All at once they looked up at the cabin.
"Captain Sprock! Captain Sprock!" they bellowed, their words bouncing off the island. A man stepped out silencing his men. In all stories the villain is and can be described by one word wicked. As if the devil himself lurked in their very souls.
"Land ho men, a place to rest and terrorize I suppose now! It shall do until we can leave this dreadful place with our treasure!" Peter's ears perked at the word treasure, the best games always involved treasure. This one even involved pirates! Peter was gleeful now.
"Ahoy and welcome to Never Never Land! I hope you enjoy your stay you Captain Codfish!" Peter said ripping a hole in the sail he burst through. He dove towards Captain Sprock and stole his hat placing it upon his head.
"Who are you? You wretched child unless you wish to have excrutating pain upon you I suggest you give it back now boy!" Captain Sprock demanded his facing turning a lovely shade of red.
"Well, I don't want you to cry you grownup!" the Lost Boys booed at this and Peter burst out laughing. "Here you go Codfish! Don't cry!"
"Boy I'll get you!" roared Captain Sprock.
"My name is Peter Pan and you better get used to it, codfish!" Peter crowed and the lost boys took off towards land. Laughing all the way.