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"Tootles has been
kidnapped!" Peter Pan declared.
Tink gasped. She was not overly fond of
Tootles. He had always tried to catch her and stuff her into his
pockets. But--kidnapped!
Peter turned to the Lost Boys. "Men, we
must rescue Tootles. But it may be dangerous." His eyes twinkled. This
was just the sort of adventure he adored. "Only the bravest among you
may go with me," he told the boys.
The Lost Boys all wanted to be the
bravest. They scrambled to line up behind him.
Tink hesitated. Peter looked back at her.
"Aren't you coming, Tink?"
He smiled his reckless smile. It suddenly
seemed as if no time had passed since her days with Peter Pan. Swept up
in the excitement, Tink forgot all about her search for the pixie dust.
"Of course I'm coming!" she cried.
"Then let's go!" said Peter.
They set off marching through the forest.
Tink flew in front. They hadn't gone far, though, when she cried out.
Peter stopped short. The boys behind him bumped into each other.
Tink flew down and landed next to a paw
print in the mud.
"Tracks! Good job, Tink," Peter said. He
knelt beside he to look at the track. "It belongs to a tiger. A big one,
from the look of it!"
They found another paw print not far off.
Tink, Peter, and the boys followed the tracks. They circled right back
to the place where Tootles's tracks ended.
"Oh, no." Suddenly, Tink figured out what
had happened. She looked at Peter, her eyes wide.
Peter shook his head sadly. "Poor Tootles
has been eaten by a tiger."
The Twins' mouths fell open at the same
time. Cubby turned as pale as a fish's belly. All the boys stared at
Peter.
"Bow your heads, fellas," Peter
instructed. "Poor old Tootles."
With loud sniffles, the Lost Boys lowered
their heads. Tink landed on Peter's shoulder and solemnly dimmed her
glow.
Peter began a little speech. "We'll never
forget Tootles. He was a deadeye with a slingshot."
"Aye," said Cubby, "except when he
missed."
Peter went on. "Out friend Tootles was
a--"
Rrrrow! Suddenly, they heard a
loud growl above them.
"The tiger!" Cubby shrieked. He tried to
run, but he tripped over the Twins. All three landed in a heap.
Tink flew up into the tree branches. She
began to laugh. "That's no tiger," she said. "It's Tootles!"
The growl cam again. Now everyone could
tell it wasn't a tiger's roar. It was only Tootles's hungry stomach. |