As of now I'm being yelled at, as usual.
Peter Pan has come back to take more treasure. He's such an annoying little brat.
"Your supposed to be on guard! What were you thinking! This is the second time this week."
As he drowns on I start to daydream, knowing there's no way ill be able to get a word in.
What would it be like to not live on this ship? To be able to roam Neverland as I please? To play with the mermaids and fairies?
Stop it! You are a pirate!
You like this ship!
You love hurting people.
Especially Peter Pan.
I snap back into reality. This is where I live.
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Peter Pan's pov
I've been dyeing to go back and see- I mean mess with Samantha.
Yeah, that's it, mess with.
"Peter we found it we found it!" Tootles jumps up and down excited.
We're playing treasure hunt. One of our favorite games. I laugh and go over to him.
"I guess you did find it!" I say excitedly.
I give my signal (the famous crow) to let the other boys know the games over.
Within minutes they've arrived.
"Attention all!" I yell out.
I start to continue, but I hear mummers from some of the Lost Boys.
"Hey! Nibs, Curly, Slightly, Shut up!" I yell at them.
"As I was saying, Tootles won the treasure hunt."
"What!"
"That's not fair!"
"He must have cheated!"
"Re-match, Re-match, Re-match!"
"EVERY ONE BE QUIET!" I scream so loud I'm sure even the pirates heard me.
They all obey and silence themselves.
"Now then, I will re- hide the treasure and we shall play again."
Sam's pov
I swear every night before I go to sleep I see the shadow of a young boy. That must be a hallucination right? I mean that's insane. It couldn't be Peter Pan. I hate his guts. I think anyway? God, guys are too complicated, I'm just going to stick with being a pirate.
