This one took so long out of laziness.
And I am currently also being lazy about writing this thing.
However, I won't be lazy later on about writing this,

as this chapter opens a few more windows.
I plan to have fun now.

I do not own a thing.
Now, carry on, we shall.

Chapter 5

Adjusting my hat so it stayed securely atop my head,
I followed close behind.

The unnecessary objects hanging from my side,
decorated only to make me seem more 'piratey',
weighed me down and made it impossible to move as my trail-makers did.

Quickly shedding two belts and an empty pouch,
emptying the collected corks from my pockets,
and sliding off my overcoat,

I moved quietly and freely.

There was more whispering ahead,
and I could feel the fairy in my hat jittering with excitement.
I listened carefully, turning my head to hear them better.

The leader's voice was obviously a boy,
most likely older than the rest of them.
And I swore I heard a girl or two among them.

However, their words were still illegible.

They were moving quickly,
and when I looked back I realized I'd ventured so far that I couldn't see Hook or the crew any more.
My heart started beating faster,
now accepting the risk of my decision.

We traveled so far that the low brush grew into smaller and bigger trees.
They were no longer crouching,
instead they were skipping and jumping and running and walking.
This frenzied pattern made it difficult to keep myself unseen,
but I did so with frequent help from my new fairy.

The sky was turning into a brighter blue,
marking the middle of the day.
I'd begun enjoying myself,
attempting to become care-free,
when the group ahead stopped suddenly in front of a large tree with mangled roots surrounding it.
Then, they all scattered, and disappeared into the ground directly beside the stump.

I panicked,
but silently noticed their animal-like decorations atop their heads and along their bodies.

Awed in the still silence,
I took a step forward.

"Well, what do I do now?"

I heard the fluttering of wings about my head, and disappear behind me.

"Don't stop! Go go go!"

And there was a push on the back of my leg.
The push had the force of a rolling log, and sent me falling to my knees.

Where I pictured I would land,
the ground gave way and I fell all the way through,
sliding down into darkness.
I let out an unprepared shriek,
and suddenly submerged into light and landed on a hard dusty ground.

Looking about frantically,
I noticed the eyes of more than a dozen children to my left.
Various ages, some even seemed my age.
They all stared curiously.

I gawked back,
with a more nervous expression, I imagine.

"What is that?"

A younger voice spoke out.

"A new one?"

I saw the lips of a slightly younger girl move.

"No. Not new."

This voice came from my right,
and I turned with all of the other faces to see a boy,
decidedly as close to my age as there was,
his voice let me know he was the leader.

And as I looked up at him,
feeling a mix of relief and terror,
I found myself experiencing an entirely new feeling.

And it scared me.