Disclaimer: I don't own anything. The Peter Pan series belong to its respectful owner(s). If I did own it, Peter and Wendy would have been happily together in Neverland and Jane and Maggie would be taking dirt naps.
Meanwhile, in Neverland, groups of pirates were going into the sea to retrieve something that had been lost to them, thanks to Peter Pan. Not to mention those other nuisances he had with him. Especially the one that was closest to him. Wendy. Wendy Angela Moira Darling. Ever since their defeat, they despised the name. She was right next to her beloved Peter Pan on the pirates' hit list.
Swimming all the way to the bottom, they had found the Jolly Roger. After Peter Pan's use of it for bringing all the Darling children back home, he'd lodged it into the sea, splitting it into halves. They'd have to be careful though. It was Hook's ship, so his scent would be everywhere, even after two years. They knew exactly who'd be attracted to his scent. They didn't want to discover the ticking crocodile inside of their ship and bring it up just to be eaten by it.
They swam inside the battered old ship and immediately found that the crocodile they so much feared was sitting right in the midst of it. How in Neverland could they retrieve their fallen ship without waking the deadly sea creature? It was surely a mystery to them. A mystery they'd have to solve if they want their ship back and if they wanted to come back alive.
The pirates immediately swam up to the shore after their shocking discovery and informed Smee. Then Smee went a little out of his way to … tell someone else.
Smee made his way avoiding creatures that could either kill him or eat his head whole. Or both. Through the forest Smee went until he reached his destination.
His captain was a rugged man. With jet black messily tangled long hair with a mustache and beard combo that was the same color and tangled too, he wore a velvet coat which used to be elegant and seemed to be brand new, but now was ripped and torn. His eyes were beady and contaminated with malice and pure hatred. His hand was gone and not a thing had adorned it since two years ago.
"Come forth, Smee!" His booming loud husky voice demanded.
Of course, this frightened Smee, for his captain was the crook of all of Neverland.
"Umm … Cap'in? There seems to be a lil' problem with the ship."
The captain tapped his finger, impatient. He was completely done playing around. He yelled again.
"So? Speak!"
He frightened Smee more.
"Uh … er … the ticking crocodile is … in the middle of it, so we can't lift the ship up without waking it. And the thing is … no one wants to be eaten."
This just ticked the captain even more off. He screamed with rage.
"Of course no one wants to get eaten, but we can't afford the luxury of not getting our ship back, now CAN WE, Smee?"
Pretty soon, Smee was in his own personal little corner, completely defeated. When Smee said nothing, the captain yelled again.
"Don't just sit there, you lazy coward! GO, before you enrage me even more and I'll have to end you!"
Timid little Smee brought himself to stand straight. He had to obey the captain. The ticking crocodile was nothing compared to the anger of his captain.
"Yes, Cap'in!"
Smee ran awkwardly back to where the other pirates were.