“Oh, Peeetah, it’s just as I imagined it!” cried Jendy as they flew over Neverland, “Isn’t it just wonderful, boys?”
“Oh, yes!” replied little John and little Michael.
“Hey, look! Some friendly pirates!” Michael pointed at the ocean below.
“Why, those pirates aren’t friendly at all! it’s Captain Stigwook and Mr. Beegee!” Peter cried.
“Who are they?” asked Jendy.
“They’re evil pirates who want to ruin Fram’s career!” Jadabell warned.
“Oh no!” Jendy cried. They all began flying around frantically as they dodged Stigwook’s cannon balls.
Jadabell looked around. “You guys are idiots! Why are we continuing to just float around here? I’m off!” The others continued to fly around for a few hours as Stigwook continued to shoot cannons at them.
Meanwhile, Jadabell had arrived at Peter Fram’s hideout and had woken up The Beach Boys.
“Hey, guys! Peter Fram’s on his way back home, and he — ”
“YEAH! He’s back!”
“Woo bop bop bop!”
“SHUT UP!” Jadabell yelled, “or I won’t attribute my yearbook quote to you!” The boys shut up. “Now, as I was saying, Peter Fram is coming back, but he is in grave danger!”
“Oh no! What’s wrong?”
“There’s this big ugly girl with him, and we need to shoot her down!”
“Don’t worry, Jady; everything will turn out all right with us on the job!”
“Mwhahaha… peeeerfect…” Jadabell said evilly, “Hurry up, now! Here they come!”
Jadabell and The Beach Boys rushed out of the hideout, gathered their weapons, and took their positions.
“Get ready…” Jadabell instructed, “aaaand… NOW!”
“AHHHHH!” Jendy cried, as she was knocked out of the air by a barrage of surfboards.
“Never fear; Petah Fram is ‘ere!” Peter called as he flew down after her. He caught her just before she hit the water. They flew back upwards to meet The Beach Boys.
“Atten-TION!” Fram shouted. The Beach Boys lined up for inspection. “Well, boys, I ‘eard you shot your mother down, shot ‘er down, now.”
“Mother…?” asked Beach Boy #1, “What’s that, bop bop bop?”
“Jendy! She’s goin’ to be our new mother! Isn’t that great, boys?”
“Uh, I guess, but you didn’t answer my question, curly.”
“Oh, well, you see, a mother is the most wonderful person in the world! You know, like… maaaama, I looooove you, maaaama, my friiiiend…” Fram began to sing.
“Well, err, okay. I guess that explains it, then…”
Peter Fram snapped out of it and demanded, “So, what did you think you were doing, huh? I want an explanation ‘ere, and it bettah be good!”
“Jadabell told us to!” Beach Boy #3 answered.
Jadabell glowed red and glared at The Beach Boys. “Tattle tails!”
“Jadabell, you are ‘ereby banished… forevah!” Peter yelled at her.
“Hey! That’s no fair! You guys suck!” Jadabell whined.
“Yeah, go on, Jadabell!” Jendy cackled. “You heard him.”
“Why I oughta…!”
“Jaaadabell!” Peter Fram tapped his foot impatiently, “Less staying, more leaving!”
“I… why… grr… FINE! But you’ll miss me when I’m gone!”
“Hrumph!” Jadabell hrumphed, and with that, she fluttered away to go sulk on the far end of the island.
“Well, now that she’s gone, we can ‘ave some fun! What shall we do first, ey?”
“I want to see the Indians! I asked my mommy and daddy what happened to the Indian, but they just turned and walked away!” Michael said.
“Michael, that was much too obscure a reference for this story,” John scolded, “you silly boy!”
“Well, I want to see the mermaids!” Jendy pouted.
“That’s all right, luv; we can do both!” Peter proclaimed, “John, I’m puttin’ you in charge. You can lead the boys to find the Indians, while I take Jendy to see the mermaids.”
“Yay! Thanks, Peter Fram!” Michael and John cried. “C’mon, boys! We’re gonna find us some Indians!”
Michael and John and the other boys marched off singing as they searched for the Indians.
“Halt!” John cried suddenly as he came across a footprint. “Hmm…! Passing this way, hot foot, many moons to temple!”
“Well, come on, let’s follow the footprints!” said Michael eagerly.
“Wait! We must make a plan, a very famous plan!” John said.
“Oh, John, the only plans you make are nowhere plans for nobody!” Michael complained.
“Chatter on, son, chatter on!” John said, “We’ve got to have a plan or else those Indians could just come up and surround us and — !”
Suddenly, the Indians came up and surrounded them and — !
“Boy,” Michael said as they were carried away, “playin’ follow the leader, I was sure I’d be a winner!”
“Michael, what did I tell you about those obscure references?” John frowned.
“I can’t help it, John! No one knows any of my work!”
Meanwhile, Jendy and Peter Fram were at the mermaid’s cove.
“‘Ello, girls!” Peter called, “I’m back!”
“Oh, Peter!” the memaids sighed and surrounded him, “We’ve missed you so much! Never leave us again! Oh, Peter Fram, you’re so wonderful! Can we touch your hair?”
“Aw, well, all right, girls… but only for a minute!”
“Won’t you sing us a song?” one of the mermaids pleaded.
Another mermaid had caught sight of Jendy and was now glaring at her. “Look what we’ve got here, girls. Who invited you?”
“Oh, don’t mind her; that’s just Jendy!” Peter said, “Now, come on and worship me! Yeah!”
“Well, lay off, he’s ours!” one of the mermaids growled at Jendy.
“Shh!” Peter paused, “I think I hear something!” He flew up above to survey the area. “A-ha! I see Stigwook’s ship!”
“Oh no!” the mermaids cried as they quickly swam away.
“Good thinking, Petah! Now that they’re gone, we can — ”
“Shh, Jendy! It really is Stigwook!”
“Oh… that certainly puts a damper on the story.”
“Well, he’s kind of involved with the main plot, you know? Now, you stay here and watch the fun!” Peter instructed as he flew off towards Stigwook’s boat.