Chapter 6

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Chapter 6

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Chapter 6

When Rapunzel woke, she was in the bed Peter had set up for her last night. This tent- it must be her own for the extend that she lives in Neverland. She found herself upset over the fact that she ran from being alone only to land herself back into a room of loneliness.

She knew not how early it was, but she knew it was earlier then she woke yesterday, for the sun was just rising.

She found a new dress waiting for her on the bedside table. Rapunzel wondered who brought it for her- Peter Pan or another one of the lost boys.

After changing, she decided to wander around this land. She thought of searching for Peter first to take her, but he was probably asleep, and she didn't want to wake him. So she walked out in the direction in front of her.

Neverland didn't scare her. She didn't feel uneasy whatsoever when she heard multiple rustling in the bushes, she knew that they were just small animals. The land here was brighter, more lively. She loved it.

"Didn't I just pass by that rock like 20 minutes ago?" She whispers exasperated, despising that this was around the third time she has passed by that stupid rock.

She sits down on it and puts her face in her hands. "I should've just waited for Peter." She whispers to herself.

"hello." She takes her hands away, quickly standing up. In front of her, is a man with black short hair, and dark stubble of what is a beard. "Are you Rapundel?"

"Rapunzel!" She corrects, annoyed at the fact he said her name wrong, but quickly recovers. "I mean- it depends. Who is asking?"

"Captain Hook." He tells her, holding out a hand- ahem, hook- in front of her. She looks at it with wide eyes, fearing the hook, something he could easily use to kill her in anyway possible. He takes his hook away from the air between them and puts it back next to him. "What brings you to Neverland?"

"Peter Pan." She answers simply.

"Ah, yes, I know of him."

"Isn't he wonderful?" She asks, assuming that this Hook character and Peter are friends. They are both in the same land, why wouldn't they be?

"Wouldn't exactly be the word I would use..." He seethes, crossing his hands across his chest. "Where is he?"

"Don't you know?" She asks, suddenly wary of him. Was it the hook or the constant smirk on his mouth she didn't know, but something about him wasn't right.

"No. You see, Rapunzel, he never told me his location yet."

Rapunzel slowly nods her head. "Okay... But I'm assuming he is in his tent asleep. I was wandering alone this morning, and he never showed me exactly where he slept. Why do you ask?"

Captain Hook waves his hand, and before she could ask what that was for, a cloth was over her mouth and nose. She struggled around, kicking and trying to scream, but the smell of the cloth blocking her wind pipes.

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