Time Traveler saves the Day or Why Peter Pan fight with Captain Hook.
Authors Note: This is a
shorter tale on the title above .
Contests rules:
Use 6 or more of this prompt in the story.
1: An undercover pirate
2: a mysterious note
3: a long lost daughter
4: a poisonous snake
5: flight(a person that can fly)
6: A pair of broken spectacles
7: an evil plan
8: Time traveler's daughter
9: a runaway kid
10: a yellow change purse
11: a blindfold
12: a broken raft
13: a tug-o war
14: a big secret
16: a cloaked figure
17: A bow and arrows
18: a broken wrist-watch
19: A character from a dream
20: an 13 year old college student
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This
is crazy, as I was walking from college although I am just 13 years of age, I
could ride a bike or get a lift, but I still prefer to walk. Okay, I cannot
afford a bus ticket. Anyway for College, it does pay to be smart, and sometimes
with some crazy abilities, I won't disclose for now.
That
is what put me in College at age 13.
I was bumped into by a kid on rollerblades
and chewing gums. He passed me a yellow change purse and told me 'some old hag
asked me to give you this. I darned as the only old hag I know is the one at my
house now cleaning my leftovers and picking up my discarded clothes. Who has
time for such chores when I am a bright kid going to college? The only other
setbacks I have are no one wants to date with me ( whoever thinks I am qualified
to be a date but must be wearing thick-rimmed glasses ) and I can't drive (
though I do well at the arcade. ).
I opened the purse and I was cheered up by
its contents. It contains a mysterious note and I know who sent it. I read the
words on it and I was taken away in a mist of dense fog into a world unknown to
many mortals. I am in a fantasy land now and I am going to have fun soon. I
find myself on the deck of a ship; not any ship but an old galleon like what
you may see on Treasure Island or Captain Cook.
"Dad, there you are. Why are you
dressed like a pirate?" My Dad is a cool guy; he is a Time Traveler. It's
his job to move between time and dimensions to solve riddles and problems.
"Hush, Mary of my Daughter. I am on an
undercover task here on Captain Hook's ship." Now, my Dad does look like a
cool pirate; striped shirt and pantaloons for pants, and a nasty-looking
swashbuckler on his waist. He even had on an eye patch over his left eye and
stubble for his chin.
"Why bring me here? I am supposed to studying
for my exams." I protested but I quit when I noticed I am dressed like a
pirate mate too; striped blouse and pants with matching boots. The only thing
missing is a parrot and red bandanna for my hair.
"Oui, who does Batman calls when he
needs help? 911 or Robin Line? Of course, I need your help. But I think I may
have to take your measurement again as you are fitting into the clothes a bit
too taddy tight." I think I know what he meant.
The last time we met on an adventure was two
years ago and I was still a tinny weeny girl then. But now I am growing to be a
lady. "Well, we just have to improvise. Take this bandanna and make a
scarf then." He produced a bandanna from his pocket. I did as he said, and
he said he needed me to go to the island. I looked over the side and see the
place; it's like an island on a fairy tale book; a small one in the middle of a
large ocean and holds a high hill or in some cases a volcano.
"That's Peter Pan's island. The problem
here is that Captain Hook does not want to invade Peter Pan and vice
versa,...."
"So you want me to start a war? Okay,
will do." I jumped off the ship and flew there. Yes, I can fly in here as
most of the characters do in these tales. Do you think only guys who wear their
undies outside of their pants can fly?
Well, I landed on the island and I searched
for Peter Pan while hatching up an evil plan. It's not easy as he is a nice
guy, and is he handsome. The latter was because I happened to stumbled on him
taking his bath at the waterfall. Sorry, readers, we would take a break here.
Now, where was I?
Oh, yeah; I am to create a war. But I could
think of nothing to make Peter upset to kill the evil Captain. Then I thought
of it, and I came out running to the waterfall.
"Oh, help me....please." I feigned
unconsciousness as I stepped to the poolside. The surprised Peter Pan dunked
himself into the deep end of the water on seeing me interrupt his bath. I laid
there on my side; naturally with a view of him so I know what to do next.
"Help me....the evil Captain..he..."
I moaned out in low murmurs and the ever-charming hero of the fairy tales jumped
out of the pool and flew up to the poolside. He retrieved his clothes and
dressed up before attending to me.
"Are you okay, pirate?" Who would
have if she had seen what I just saw? East your heart out, Tom Cruise. I am
going for Peter.
"I think so... Please help me. Evil
Captain Hook...he hurt me bad. He had a poisonous snake which bit me, but I
managed to extract out the poison but the wound still hurts." I pulled up
my blouse to showed him my belly button.
"But there are no bite wounds
there." Peter protested.
"It was a magic snake. It does not
leave any bite marks, but I extract out the poison at where it has bitten me."
I point to my belly button. "Please help me remove the last of the
poison."
He did and I tell you this; ever get your
belly button suckled, don't try when the walls are too thin.
"It must have hurt. You were
screaming." He had to ask and I nodded. Peter carried me in his arms to
his nest; I mean his treehouse. He laid me on the bedding and reached for his
sword swinging at the wall. "I shall defend your honor even though you are
a pirate. Captain Hook shall pay for his heinous action."
I would tell you that when Peter stretched
himself on raising his sword, I swore if I had dropped my gaze any lower, I
would gladly take his sword thrust into me.
"But before I go on my war, I must bid
my quests goodbye. Please do come in my good friends." Peter placed his
sword back into the scabbard and turned to face the doorway...
I saw a cloaked man coming in and followed
by a more elderly version of Peter; all dressed in green. The man in green also
carries a bow and some arrows on him.
"Obi-Wan, I am so sorry that you have
to leave early but your mission calls for your early departure." Peter
hugged the cloaked man and then he produced the broken spectacles from the
table. "I shall have this repaired when I see the Glass Man."
"Thank you, Peter. May the Force be with
you. Just as you have the Captain, I have the Vader to handle personally. Please
do fix my glasses so I would not be picking the wrong apprentice again."
The cloaked man made his way out of the treehouse.
"Peter, my son. I have to go too. The forest
of Sherwood needs me. And I can see you are needed without me coming in
unannounced." The older man in a green suit winked at me. Gee, he does
look like Clark Gable. I am beginning to love this task. The older man also
took his leave but he stopped at the door.
"My Gautier watch....get it done, please.
I don't want to be late for your mum's dinner again." Peter nodded to his
father's request.
"Gautier?" I had to ask. All I
could afford was a Swatch.
"Yup, the Croc took it along with the Alarm
Clock. Now that they are gone, I would do my battle for your honor." My
hero flew off leaving me heaving in huff and puffs of a missed afternoon session
of "hey, what do you have here?".
I followed suit and watched from the deck
with my dad as the two battle it out. I tell you something nice, they both have
nice butts.
"Okay, girl. Time for us to go
now." My father packed up his sundeck chair and then looked at me.
"Hey, we got another task to complete before you can go back for supper.
Heidi has gone off with Tom Sawyer as a runaway girl. I got to get her back. I
shared with you a big secret. Heidi is one of my long-lost daughters with
another lady. Your mum does not know." He whispered into my ears.
"Father, how could you do this to
Mother?" I asked of him.
"Well, we were alone on a raft and I
was blindfolded as my eyes hurt then... And you know being drifting for days
and nights..." He tried to explain but I told him to sock it. I had enough
of adventure for today. I bid him 'adios' and left for my world as the bright
13-year-old girl trying to survive in college. Its not tug o-war on my obligations
as the Time Traveler's daughter and my studies, as I enjoyed both.
To many of you, I am envied like a character
from a dream. But dream on as mine is the real thing.
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