Hi! I said this chapter would be up Sunday (today), and it is. And, I just really love these scenarios, lacywing. You should do them more often. Looks like Peter had to give up his dagger to Ramona. But why did Jake have to give up his sword? Anyway, here is chapter 6. Warning: This chapter contains some child labor. And it's difficult for the crew.

Disclaimer: I do not own Jake and the Never Land Pirates. They belong to Disney Junior. Though I do own one character that you'll see later in this fanfic.

Chapter 6: Doing the job right

Jake was running…

He didn't know where he was going, but he had the feeling that something was wrong.

He heard a scream…

A scream for help…

And it sounded like…

A girl…

"Jake! Jake! Help me!"

Jake looked and looked, but he didn't see the girl anywhere. And he didn't even no who she was. But she sounded familiar. Very familiar…

"Jake! It's me, Izzy! Please help me—"that was followed by a high pitched scream. A scream of pain, no doubt. Jake could follow the screaming as it got closer and closer. When he finally found Izzy, he gasped he shock at what he saw.

Izzy was tied up, bruised, and bloody. She also looked weak. Jake stepped closer to her, and kneeled know in front of her. He pulled a strain of hair from her face, and rubbed her back gently. "Izzy, what happened? Who did this to you?" Izzy looked up at him with tears in her eyes. "It…" she started off weakly. "It was…"

Suddenly, Jake felt something press against his head. He turned and yelped in fright. It was Peter, but he had a devilish smirk on his face, and his eyes were glowing dark red. And in his hand… a black gun. A pirate pistol at least.

"Hello, Jake." Peter said demonically. "And goodbye!"

With that, he pulled the trigger.

"JAKE! Wake up! You're having a nightmare!"

Jake's eyes suddenly fluttered open. He looked to see a ceiling. It was just a dream. All a dream. And a freaky one no doubt. Jake thought. He looked over to see Izzy and Cubby, who were looking at him with concern eyes. "Jake… are you okay?" Izzy asked with worry.

"Oh, I'm alright. Was I really having a nightmare?" he asked.

"Yeah; you were tossing and turning. And you let out a scream. Not a loud scream, though."

Jake sat up in his bed, still tired. He never ever had nightmares that often. That was Cubby, and sometimes Izzy. "Do you wanna talk about it?" Izzy asked. Jake hesitated. He didn't want to let his friends know that his dream was about him getting shot in the head by Peter. It would scare them to death. So he just shook his head.

"That's okay, Jake. That's okay with us. You don't have to talk about it." Cubby said happily. Jake smiled back, but frowned when he looked out the window. It was dawn; and he remembered what Peter said before:

You better get ready for tomorrow. Because you've got a lot of work to do…

That sentence echoed in Jake's head. He knew that whatever work Peter had for them, it was going to be hard. He could tell by how Peter has been acting lately. "Well, crew. There's no use going back to sleep during dawn this time. Because Peter said we have work to do today."

"Aw, coconuts! Does that mean no exploring Never Land today?" Cubby asked sadly.

"Well, we'll have to wait and see. If we finished whatever he has for us early, we can go exploring… that is if he lets us." Jake answered.

The three sighed. They knew that this was going to be a long day if they had to do work. And they also knew that Peter would be coming for them.

"RISE AND SHINE, YOU SWABS! RISE AND SHINE!"

A voice boomed out through the whole room. Jake groaned. It was Peter. The said boy flew into the room, an evil grin on his face. But that grin was replaced with an angry frown when he saw the crew. "Why are you not dressed yet?!" he asked angrily. "I told you to get ready, because you have A LOT of work to do!"

"We know, Peter. We were just about to get ready now." Jake replied. "But you know, it's kind of early to do work. Can we sleep some more, and do work later—"

"NO! I don't care if it's early. GET DRESSED!" Peter yelled. "And you better be ready when I get back!" With that, he left the room, leaving the young pirates feeling uncomfortable. "Well, we'd better get dressed before he comes back." Jake announced.

Soon, the crew was dressed in their usual, and met Peter outside, deciding come to him instead of the other way around. Peter smirked, and handed the crew a list of things to do. "Alright, you little swabs, this is a list of things to do: Wood to move, things to wash, work, work, work. And you had better finished it all by the end of the day!"

The pirate crew gasped. By the end of the day? That was practically all day, which means that they won't be able to go on an adventure at all. Jake sighed. This was going to be a long day. Jake watched as Peter gestured over to a small bond fire. "See this fire?" he asked.

The crew nodded. What was he going to do?

"Jake… come here…" Peter ordered, with venom in his voice. Jake gulped, but did as told. "Now listen here. I want to make sure that you do every little job right; because if any of you mess up, THIS will happen!" With that, he grabbed Jake's arm, and thrusted his whole hand in the fire. Jake screamed on impact, and tried to pull his hand out, but Peter kept it in. Izzy and Cubby watched with horror, knowing that they didn't want that to happen to them.

"PLEASE STOP, PETER! I GOT IT! I GOT IT!" Jake yelled. The pirate boy felt like his whole body was on fire, as the fire cooked his poor hand. As last, Peter let go. Jake ran to the Never Sea, and soaked his burning hand in the cool water. When he took it out, it looked horrible. It was red and black, but mostly red. Jake felt tears in his eyes, as his hand was still burning, but it was better than still being in the fire. Jake slowly walked back to the crew, cradling his arm.

"Now you all know the consequences if you mess up, right?" Peter asked viciously. The crew nodded quickly, especially Jake, who did not want to go through that burning feeling again. "Good, now get to work!" Peter ordered. "Aye, Peter!" the crew saluted, and hopped to it.

Jake looked at the list. "Okay crew, the first thing we need to do is to make piles of wood."

"Well. That should be easy, right?" Cubby asked. But then the three saw the big pieces of wood, they frowned. "Aw, coconuts."

"Don't worry, crew. As long as we work as a team, we'll get it done in no time." Jake assured.

Thirty minutes later…

"We'll get it done in no time, Jake?" Izzy asked sarcastically as they move another wood piece. This had taken longer than they thought, for the wood was heavy. And it had taken all three of them to move just one. There were about at least twenty pieces, and so far they've only moved thirteen. "Well, if the wood wasn't so heavy, we would've been done already." Jake retorted.

The crew continued to move the fourteenth piece of heavy wood. They were already tired, and wanted to rest. But they're still under Peter's watch, and they didn't want to anger him by stopping. "Gee, this seems like an emergency." Cubby said tiredly. "Well… I guess we could use my pixie dust." Izzy suggested. Making sure that Peter wasn't looking, Izzy sprinkled some pixie dust on the last few pieces of wood. The wood started float on the wood pile, until it made a nice wood pile.

"Well done crew. We moved the wood to make a nice pile." Jake announced. Then he looked at the list again. "Okay. The next thing is to move some rocks. Now that should be easy—"Jake stopped his sentence when he saw that the rocks were just as big as the wood. The crew groaned. This was hard (As Jake expected). "We can just use the pixie dust again. It'll be easier." Izzy suggested.

With that, Izzy threw some pixie dust on the rocks, and they floated to make a nice, big pile. "Yay hey! While the rocks are moving by the pixie dust, let's look at Cubby's map to see what we can explore tomorrow." Jake suggested. Cubby took out his map, and the crew looked at it. There were a lot of places to explore. A lot more than usual, but it was worth it. "Well, we could always go to—"

"What are you doing?!"

The crew jumped at the sound of that voice. They gulped, and turned to see Peter standing behind them. He didn't look very happy either.

"Oh hi, Peter." Jake greeted nervously. Darn it! We're in heck's fires this time. "We were just taking a break from the work. We are pretty tired, you know." Peter scowled, and saw the floating rocks. "So… you were trying to get out of work by using pixie dust? I don't think so!" Peter snatched the pixie dust away from Izzy. "But Peter, This work is hard. And we're just using the pixie dust to help us."

"Oh, but you forgot that you're suppose to use pixie dust... only. For. Emergencies!" With that, Peter slapped Izzy across the face hard. "And moving rocks, doesn't seem like an emergency. Does it?!" Jake jumped in to save Izzy from getting any serious damage. "We're sorry Peter. We won't use the pixie dust anymore. Just don't hurt us, please."

Peter glared at the three for a moment, and gave Izzy her pixie dust back. "I better not catch you using it again. Or it's back to the fire." With that, Peter left. The crew continued to move the rocks on their own. After that, every task got harder and difficult. Moving more heavy stuff was the worst. Finally, by the evening, the last task was washing clothes in Bucky's grotto. Jake thought that task was easy. But after he saw the piles and piles of clothes, he knew that this would probably be the longest task to do.

"Well, I'm glad that this is the last task, but look at all these clothes. We'll never be able to go to bed by the times we're done." Izzy said tiredly. Jake looked over at her with concern. "Don't worry, Iz. As long as we all work together. We'll get it done in no time." Izzy rolled her eyes. "Yeah, that's what you said about the wood." Jake chuckled. "Well, the wood was heavy. I didn't know it would take that long to move them."

Cubby, who was listening to their conversation, didn't watch where he was going, and tripped, dropping the clothes he was holding, and accidentally knocking someone into the small lake. "Aw, coconuts." Cubby groaned. "Its okay, Cubby; It was just an accident." Jake assured him. Although it would be okay for only a moment, until the person who knocked into the lake came out. Cubby immediately started shaking in fear when he saw the person.

"Why you little—"Peter was dripping wet, and enraged. "I'm sorry, Peter. It was an accident—"Cubby started. But Peter just swiftly grabbed the small pirate boy. "Well, why don't you just watch where the heck you're going? And since you got me wet, I'm going to get you wet!" Peter growled. With that, Peter dunked Cubby into the water. He held the small boy in there for five seconds before pulling him out. Cubby was coughing and spluttering, but Peter just dunked him in again.

Jake and Izzy watched with shocked and horror. "Peter, please. It was just an accident. Cubby didn't see you." Jake said, only for Peter to ignore him and dunk Cubby.

"Peter…"

"Please…"

"I'm…"

"Sorry…!"

Cubby said in between the times he was out of the water. After a few more dunks, Peter pulled Cubby out, and let him go. Cubby immediately scrambled onto the floor, and behind Jake. "Get back to work." That was the last thing Peter said before leaving. Cubby was shaking from coldness, but also from fear.

"Don't worry, Cubby. Peter was… blowing off some steam." Jake assured, patting him on the head. Cubby nodded, but kept shivering. Soon, the crew had finished washing and drying the many clothes that were there.

"Peter, we're done. We've finished all the tasks." Jake called. There was a moment of silence before Peter responded: "Good, you may go to bed now." The three pirates cheered. They were tired, after all. After a hard day of work and no play, it was time for bed.

Jake had dried off Cubby, who had developed a small cold from being nearly drowned. The poor boy was letting out small sneezes as climbed into bed. Izzy offered him a cup of hot chocolate, before going to bed herself. Jake soon went to bed as well. He knew that tomorrow would be the day, the very day as he knew.

The day they would find out what happened to Peter Pan.

Well. I feel sorry for Jake, Izzy, and Cubby; having to work all day for Peter. At least their done for the day. And don't worry; Cubby's cold is only temporary. Well, that's another chapter for today. Review, and keep those predictions on what happened to Peter, please. You're going to find out very soon. Thank you.