The Jolly Roger

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"OhmygoshOhmygoshOhmygosh!" We had landed on the Jolly Roger and anyone that knows anything about Peter Pan, movie or book, knows that the Jolly Roger is the ship of captain James Hook. Now, captain James Hook was not someone that I wanted to meet, let alone go out with! What had I gotten myself into?!

The fairy was trying to pull me towards the door of the cabin but I was not going anywhere. Eventually he gave up and opened the door so I could see inside. A restaurant was not what I was expecting.

I cautiously walked up to the maître d' who had a few words with the fairy before leading us downstairs.

Down stairs was a huge room and in the middle of the floor was a huge hole that connected to the seawater. In the hole were a whole lot of tables bobbing up and down as the water moved. But that wasn't the strangest thing in the room, seated at the tables were regular looking people, until you reached their waist.

"Mermaids!" I whispered to myself.

"Merpeople" the maître d' corrected me. "Now, I can see you were not expecting to get those clothes wet so I have a dress for you dress if you wish to change."

He presented me with a beautiful dress that looked like it was made out of the same material as the merpeople's outfits. I gladly accepted the dress and went away to change.

When I came back he gave me some kind of bubble to put my phone and my bag in and lead me to a table near the edge of the hole.

I sat at the edge of the hole and swished my legs around in the water as I nervously waited for my date.

It wasn't long before I saw something coming up toward the surface. As it came closer I saw that it was wearing a pirate hat. I gasped as I realised that I really must be dating Captain Hook. But how could he be holding his breath for so long?

"Oh my gosh!" I said to my self. "He can't be a-a ghost!"

But it was too late to leave now. He had practically made it to the surface already. All I could do was sit and smile. So I did.

"Ahoy there." He greeted me.

"Hi." I relied weakly.

He was definitely the same man as his profile. Except for one teeny-weeny little detail.

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