Mr. Smee was a glimmer of many dimensions—a schemer, a first mate—but above all, he was a pirate. And pirating was good these days on the Azurite Sea. Captain Hook and his crew of glimmers hadn’t crossed swords with Peter Pan in weeks, and the sea’s bounty was theirs for the taking. In fact, the Jolly Roger held several new crates of loot the crew had plundered from a ship run by a pair of rather dapper ducks only the day before.

“My teapot! My teapot!” shouted the Mad Hatter glimmer from the shores of the Azurite Sea. The Alice glimmer looked in the direction he pointed until she spotted the blue and white teapot bobbing on the distant waves.​