Poor unfortunate souls

Chapter 9

"How much longer?" I complained, pushing a branch out of the way.

Rufio groaned. "You asked that ten minutes ago" he said whilst throwing his head up.

"Well I'm sorry that my feet are hurting from walking too long"

"Oh come on Rose. It's like the good old days in the glade" newt tried to reason with me.

"Good?" I questioned "as I recalled everyone hated the glade"

"Ok the old days then" he corrected.

"I don't think a year counts as old. Or in your case two months" I replied folding my arms.

"Okay! Let's just say the days in the glade!" he yelled finally having enough of me correcting him.

Rufio chuckled "you two are like an old married couple, arguing all the time"

"Or maybe it's the fact that he's fire and I'm water." I replied

"Opposites" newt mumbled

"That might be true. But you know what they say. Opposites attract" rufio said stopping "we're here"

"Finally!" I exclaimed and fell to the floor. "Ahh I needed that!"

"Can we rest for a bit before we carry on?" Newt asked. Rufio nodded and walked away. Newt then sat next to me. "So how are you and Peter doing?"

I shrugged "we broke up"

"What? When?" He questioned

"Yesterday. He thought I was cheating on him so we called it quits" I mumbled, plucking at the grass.

"Why would he think that?"

I glanced up at him. He held a sincere face, but his eyes shone with happiness.

"It's because of all the time we've been spending together. He thought something was going on. I mean with the whole Ursula thing there was something going on but not in the way he thought" I sighed.

"Well I enjoyed watching you scream from heartbreak" Ursula said appearing in front of them with a smirk on her face.

"Holy sh- do you mind not scaring the crap out of me!" Newt complained.

"Shut it Barbecue" she snapped

Newt made a weird growling noise. "Newt what the hell!" I exclaimed

"I-I have no idea why I did that" he said with a clueless look on his face.

"I know what that was" Ursula said smirking "it's your inner dragon. It's clearly wants out"

"Wait... dragons growl?" I asked

"Apparently" newt replied

"Have you two found your energy to carry on?" Rufio asked walking over to us.

"I have" newt said standing up

I nodded and stood up "me too"

"Okay then lets go" rufio said walking over to the cave.

I took a deep breath and followed behind him. Ghosts can't be that bad can they.

*

Third person POV

"Tink!" Peter yelled up to the treehouse. "Tink it's important!"

"What!" She snapped while popping her head out of the window. "What is so important that you had to wake me up at this time?!" It was no lie that Tink wasn't a morning person.

"Rose ran off" was the only thing Peter had to say for the fairy to let the ladder down.

Peter grumbled under his breath while climbing up the ladder. As soon as he climbed up he was in the presence of tinkerbells glare.

"Why the hell would rose run off!" She screamed at him.

Peter just sighed and held out the note. Tink snatched the note out of his hand and started to read it. "Why don't you trust her?" Tink asked after reading the note.

"We had a fight" Peter said looking down at the floor "I accused her of cheating on me with newt"

"Okay well where's newt?" Tink asked not even acting shocked.

"He's with rufio. They went hunting last night" Peter replied

"How do you know this?" Tink asked

"I overheard nibs this morning" Peter replied while rubbing a hand over his forehead.

"Why would you believe anything that comes out of nibs mouth? He's full of crap!"Tink exclaimed

Peter groaned "why didn't I think of that"

"Because its you Peter. That's why you didn't think about it" Tink replied rolling her eyes. "Well we need to talk to nibs about this. He obviously knows something. And we also know that rufio was always up to something. Even before the pirates attacked"

"Your right, we should question nibs" Peter nodded while taking the note back from Tink.

"We?" She questioned, scrunching up her eyebrows.

"Yes we. Me, you and if you want Minho. Just to keep you happy" Peter said, winking at the end.

Yet again Tink rolled her eyes at him. "I've been single for four hundred years and when I do get a boyfriend you think I'm not independent anymore?"

"What!... no that's not what I meant"

"Right"  she said sarcastically. "Are we going to question nibs or not?"

Peter nodded "