As the now one-handed Mr. Carrigan cried in pain, but the Captain simply rolled her eyes and stabbed the lifeless hand that now lay on the deck.
"Get up!" She barked at him, pulling his right arm up, and pushing him towards the plank.
"Now, she poked the impaled hand towards him. "you have two choices. You can admit that your a codfish and you Mum's taught you NOTHING, and I'll let you swim back to shore." she looked back to make sure the other ship-mates were listening. "your other choice is soaking in the salty water and feel the agony of your wound triple until you drown yourself, or if you're a good swimmer, we can wait until the sharks come. What'll it be?"
Suddenly, a blur of green and yellow flashed right in front of the captain, that caused her to fall back.
"You're the only codfish here, Hook!" Accused the familiar voice of Peter Pan.
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Hook
Short StoryAn interesting twist on the original story of Peter Pan. This is my first (very) short story so bear with me....... I DO NOT OWN PETER PAN! J.M. BARRIE OWNS THE ORIGINAL STORY "PETER AND WENDY!"
