How'd I come across James the "not all bad" pirate, you ask?
Well- he was the first person I met other than Tink when I arrived at Neverland. It was a funny actually... our first meeting-
Remember how it was my first time flying- traveling all the way to Neverland?
Well... I still didn't know how to land... and... yeah- I kinda landed on him which was totally uncool and not to mention embarrassing because I was on top of him...
But what's more weird is that-
"Uhmmm... are you going ti get off of me or are you just going to stay there?"
Trust me.
I wanted to get off of him- but my body somehow couldn't move- more of it didn't want to move actually... as if my body was being possessed by the pirate...
"Oh! Right, sorry 'bout that..."
Finally released from that "spell"- I moved away from him as he stood up and fixed himself.
"There! Now if you'll excuse me-"
He stopped when he was about to leave-
"AAAAAHHHHH! M-my- it's gone!"
The lost pirate searched high and low for-
"What are you looking for?"
"MY PIRATE FLAG! I can never lose my flag- it is a shame to piracy code."
Wow- he must be REALLY serious about this flag of his...
"What does it look like? Maybe I can help you find it~"
"It's black- and has a letter "J" painted red on it."
The pirate drew the image on the sandy floor.
We continued on with the search for the red "J" pirate flag- looking everywhere around Neverland: up and down, every nook and cranny- but unfortunately still no luck at all...
"Hey- c'mon, it's no use... let's give u-"
"I'm never giving up."
"But you can just make a new one! I mean- how hard is it to get a black cloth around here and just paint on a red letter "J"? Just write it like how you wrote it on the beach awhile ago and- Voila~ an exact copy of your pirate flag!"
"It won't be the same..."
"Sure it will! We just have to look for the right-"
The pirate suddenly gripped on my collar.
"CAN YOU BRING THE LAST DROP OF BLOOD MY CAPTAIN!?"
Blood?
"H-huh?"
"Is it easy form where in the seven seas you came from to just "replace" something that's important?"
"I was just trying to help..."
His grip fainted.
"I'm sorry... the flag... it's just really important to me. When my captain, Blackbeard, died- that flag is the only thing I have left of him..."
He was really serious about him... this "Captain Blackbeard" of his-
All I felt was pity for him... the least I could do was-
"Fine. I'll help you keep searching..."
"Thank you..."
"Peter... Pan."
"Thank you- Peter. I, James, is forever indebted to you."
Wow! I can't believe a pirate- a REAL pirate- regardless of the fact that he seems to look like he's the same age or atleast only a year older then me- has INDEBTED (whatever that means... sounds good though~) himself to me! But wait- he didn't mention his last name... did he?
"I'm sorry- what did you say your name was again?"
"James"
...
"Just... James?"
"Aye!"
That's rather weird... I wonder if it's a pirate thing to have no last names...
"Well then- I, Peter Pan, shall promise you, James, that we will find your captain's flag!"
To my surprise, the pirate suddenly just spitted on the palm of his hand and reached out to me as if he wanted a-
"Well? C'mon then, mate! Have it here!"
Now way.
"You mean- a handshake?"
"Righty-o! It's a pirate way of making a promise."
I was afraid he would say that...
"Oh what the hell! A spit handshake contact pirate thing wouldn't hurt."
I gave my hand a spit and without hesitation- shook Jame's hand.
"This is really disgusting, James."
"ARRRRRRR! You'll get used to it, Peter- hahaha! Now let's go find capt'n's flag~"