"There I was," A boy with dirty blonde hair and a smooth voice began with an intense tone, crouching on one leg upon a dusty grey rock. "In mid-air with a blade to my throat. Hook had a blood-thirsty glare as he moved the tip of the sword down to my chest and dragged it against my skin."
A few mermaids, who were surrounding him and gripping their hair in suspense, winced in unision.
"Oh, Peter!" One cried in a pained tone. "Were あなた alright?" Peter nodded before continuing.
"I wasn't scared at all. I lifted my leg and kicked him somewhere that's apparently painful for codfishes. He screamed...
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