Chapter 11

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"Do you think Smee will know it was us?" Lola asked, peeking over the top of the barrels.
"Probably not." Peter answered simply whilst dragging Lola back to the ground.
"OW!" Lola moaned shunning Peter off her.
At this, Smee turned back towards the barrels and this time, using what little sense he had, he peeped over them to be faced with two seventeen year olds.
He ran backwards stumbling clumsily over his big feet.
"He'll be off to tell the captain."
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"Peter Pan? Are ye absolutely sure?" The Captain pointed a stubby finger at Smee.
"Y-y-yes, sir." Smee stammered.
"Can ye show me where?" The Captain didn't say it as a question, but rather ordered Smee to do it by the look in his eyes.
The Captain forgot to acknowledge The Lost boys and Tiger Lily as he turned away from them and followed Smee towards the boat's bow.
"This is it." Curly whispered as he tiptoed away, everybody else following. They were almost away, ready to leave the ship when an unknown pirate grabbed Tootles by the back of the neck. "And where dya think yer going?" The voice was female but rough.
Everyone turned around to come face to face with a grown up woman with blonde matter hair, an eye patch and a pirate hat on. A squawking parrot perched on her shoulder.
"Wendy?" Tiger Lily gasped as she came face to face with her old friend.
"And oo are ye tu be knowin thy name?" Wendy asked.
"Tiger Lily and The Lost Boys." Wendy gasped and let go of Tootles.
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"We'll be fine. Stop panicking." Peter shushed Lola as she fretted.
"Can I panic now?" Lola pointed through a hole between the barrels to Smee and The Captain.
"I think now would probably be the best time to panic."

Can you guys think of any names for the pirate that's captain of the ship?

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