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.
The pirates swam silently, coming up for air only when they needed to because no one wanted to get on the captain's bad side, ticking crocodile or not.
They had the idea of lifting the crocodile gently so that they could keep it sleeping while others pulled up the ship. It took almost fifteen men to fully lift the crocodile while it took many more to pull up the ship.
The entire process took nearly three hours, but the ship was up. In ruins, but it was finally floating above the sea level. At the end, it was joyous and they could finally relinquish the crocodile.
However, the crocodile was so big and heavy in mass that most of the men slipped up. Shock registered through them. Then fear. They tried to let it sink gently to the sea floor, but no man had the strength or energy.
The crocodile landed with a big thud! The sound sounded like an anchor reaching the sea floor. The remaining pirates swam up to the surface for air and also because that no one wanted to be around when that crocodile woke up.
"Take the ship to safety!" Smee ordered them. They started to take the halves of the ship apart in different directions to rendezvous later.
After the two Jolly Roger pieces were about a good forty feet apart, the water around them started to shake. The crocodile was violently stirring. A large noise such as a growl began to become audible. Smee stumbled backwards, knowing exactly what was happening. Then … nothing.
Smee sighed in relief along with the other pirates. They thought that the crocodile was going to sleep again, but they obviously have never been there when the crocodile woke up.
There was ticking. Their relief settled in complete and utter fear. The pirates started to move again, with more effort. Even though the captain was more frightful than the crocodile, the crocodile was still pretty frightening itself. It was a good ten seconds before the attack.
The crocodile sprang up from the water, going straight for Smee. Well … it seemed like it was going straight for Smee, but the crocodile smelled something … more delectable than Smee.
He passed Smee and went straight into the forest. Smee knew that wasn't good. He stood up and ran after the crocodile, who was running straight into someone else.
"Wait! Stop!"
But of course, crocodiles were terrible listeners. Yes, they could hear, but most of the time, they just refused to listen. Plus, the she-crocodile was a bit more than a little excited to have a fateful reunion with her old friend Captain Hook.
But when she got to where her hooked friend and fiend was, it wasn't Captain Hook that awaited her.