Cooking

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He pulls me into a hug. I smirk evily. This is going to be fun! We pull apart and walk back to camp. I limp along behind him groaning with every step.

"Shut. Up." Peter spits turning to me. I glare at him and continue walking.

I moan even louder to bug him. He eventually turns to me laughing.

"What's so funny?" I shout.

"It's just you look ridiculous."

"I do not!" I say straightening up a bit.

"Well you do. Let's get you healed up then we can start the day training." He says. We get to camp and he has me sit down on one of the logs.

He waves his hand over my body. It turns purple then all the pain is gone. I look a my wrists to see no bruises or burn. I'm healed.

"How did you do that?" I ask in awe.

"Magic, love. Now let's begin."

We train for about an hour then take a lunch break. When we get back to camp the sudden steel scent of blood hits my nose. All around me there are dead carcasses of animals.I look at every boy who seems to have a wild glint in their eye. Peter watches me as I survey the camp. Finally I give up and look into his emerald eyes. I give him a puzzled look and he walks over to me.

"Today was a hunting day for my boys! I pulled you out of this to heal and train you. Now, for getting out of hunting." He leans in. "You must cook!"

Wow he makes it sound like a bad thing.

When I was back with my family they barely fed me. Most of the time my mom would send me up to my room with no dinner. So I always devised a plan. When both my parents were asleep I snuck into the kitchen.My parents were smart and hid all the easy things to make, like Mac and cheese or cup of noodles. So I was always left with some random food items. Over the years I got really good at cooking with whatever I was given.

"Cooking?" I chuckle.

"Yes." He says.

"Well you boys are in for a treat" All the boys look at me. I avoid their puzzled started and begin to rush around the camp grabbing any food I could find.I spend the rest of the day cooking my meal for the boys. When the sun starts to go down I finish.

"Dinners ready!" I shout into the jungle surrounding me. Seconds later all the boys line up plates in hand. I dish them their food and they go and sit down by the fire. The last person in line is Peter.

"So what am I eating"

"I don't know what to call it."

"Okay.."

He takes a bite of the meat on his plate. His expression changes for a cold face to a pleasure face.

"OMG? Does Peter Pan actually like my cooking?"

"Maybe. But truthfully it is quite good."

***Peter's POV***

I finish my food and put it down. Alice's meal was actually very good. I go into my tent and grab my pipe and begin to play.

One of my boys rushes up to me.

"Hooks here!" He says. I put down my pipe and smirk.

"Boys! The old sea captain wants to play!" All the boys rush to get weapons then run out to meet Hook's crew.

***Alice's POV***

This is it. The moment of truth. This is where, I kill Peter Pan!

Hello my wonderful readers. Here's a new update! Winter break us coming up so I will be able to update more. Please comment and vote. And thank you to all who have voted. Good bye my Nevers! ~Starflower12359

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