This one is a bit pointless,
but it is the beginning of a story.
So I'm still developing characters.
It's gonna get real good.
Soon.

See, I've started bringing a notebook around to write down...
Well, any ideas I have about anything, including my stories.
Yeah, it's gotten pretty creative.
Enjoy

From what you've read so far…
Do you honestly think I'm capable of writing and/or owning Peter Pan?
Eh, no.

Chapter 3

In the midst of wallowing in my self pity, I felt a shocking sensation in my side.
Falling over, I burst out a loud laugh, uncontrollably.
Gasping, I looked down.
The fairy was... Tickling me?

For such a small being, it's surprising force caught me off guard.
I grabbed it and brought it toward my face.
She laughed crazily, and after a moment I followed suit, until...

- Creeaak -

"Oh no," I gasped, sitting up fully, "Someone's coming. We'd better get you out of here if you ever want to go home again."

"Nonononono!! Youyouyou!"

"What??"

"Youyouyouyouyou!!" She shrieked before flying into my boot.

"What are you do-" I started, but the door swung open heavily.

Captain Hook emerged and peered at me.

"Y-Yes?" I asked.

His firm line of a mouth stretched into almost a smile.

"Ready to cast off?"

"What do you mean?"

"Rat flees! What do you mean, 'what do you mean'!? Peter Pan has just been spotted flying back into Neverland, and we think we can track him. I'm going as well, and I want you to stop whining about not being able to go anywhere. So get off your hairy behind and come along before I change my mind!!"

Was there actually a hint of kindness in there?
I need to be scared now.

"O-Okay!" I said, nevertheless, getting up and running for the door.

Quickly passing the captain,
I ran up the squeaking stairs and toward the jolly boats,
nearly forgetting about the fairy in my boot
until there was a sharp pain toward my ankle.

"DON'T BITE!" I yelled at my foot.

Everyone on deck turned and stared inquiringly.
I blushed and walked slowly toward the rope ladder.
Smee, the smelly, fat, 'captain's pet', looked at me and nodded.

I smiled and clomb down to the tiny rowboat,
already inhabited by some of the tougher crew members.

" 'lo..." I spoke nervously.

They gave me a 'why-bother-taking-you-you're-just-a-waste-of-time' kind of look before nodding or waving slightly.

Knowing my place in their minds, I looked down at the water, avoiding their glances.
Noticing a slight sparkle emerging from my boot, I kicked the ground, forcing the fairy downward.

Whoops...

I looked away like I didn't notice that I did anything...
And the more I felt their awkward stares,
I realized that wasn't the way to go.

I hadn't even noticed the Captain climbing down the ladder until his feet hit the boat,
followed by Smee, who came down with a boat-rocking thud.

They sat toward the front, while I sat on my wood plank, alone.
With my fairy, of course, but what company is that in front of pirates?
They'd feed her to the mermaids.

Someone cleared their throat, interupting my useless thoughts.
I looked up and noticed the oars were to my sides.

Oh... I see why you wanted me to come. To laugh at me...

"Oh..." I started, not daring to say the rest, as I reached for them.

Grabbing ahold tightly of the splintering ends, I yanked back and began to row.

I thought I was doing a great job until some of the men laughed.

"Yeh know, yer doin it all wrung, girly." Someone said, I didn't look up in time to see who.

"I'm just startin'..." I muttered.

I threw more energy into it, smoothing them into a rhythmic pattern, at just the right length in the water.
Let's see them laugh now.

They didn't.
But a few minutes later, the same voice spoke.

"Alrigh', tha's qui'e enough. I'll take the oars."

"I got it," I was determined.

"We 'ill be lucky if we make it by mornin'. Somebo'y switch wit' him... er... her." Said a different voice.

I quickly relinquished the oars and moved to the back, letting one of the stronger of them take on the position.
My hands were higly splintered and bleeding already, so I put it in the water, where it quickly healed completely.

I probably wouldn't have noticed it had I not been focused on the water,
but a leather hat with a dampened blue feather, obviously lost by some pirate, floated by.
Leaning over slightly, I grabbed it and shook most of the water off it.

No one seemed to notice, so I put it on my head.
Good fit, shielded the sun from my eyes, and hid my mess of a head.
Fate if you ask me.

I leaned back and enjoyed my new attire
when I saw the fairy fly from my boot and into the fold of the hat.

"Ello Ello"

"You know, you could fly off now if you wanted. No need staying if you don't want to." I whispered.

"Nonononononono, youyou!!"

"Okaay, if you insist..." I whispered and relaxed.

I was so very glad that nobody noticed I was talking to my hat.