Disclaimer: I do not own any familiar characters, Shania Twain, her lyrics, or any other celebrity guests that may or may not appear. I mean well. Please don't sue me! *smile*
So, before I start, hi everybody! This is my first fanfic, so please REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! Good or bad. Be truthful. Thanks to Danielle and Allison, who made this Fic possible :)!!! Ok, now onto the story!
'Tap tap tap'. Wendyicamous Lucretia Aroural Deprinda Bellowfield sat straight up in bed. Her friends called her Wendy.
"What was THAT odd tapping?" she asked. No answer. "*cough* What was that odd tapping?" she asked again. Still no answer. Suddenly a boy in tights appeared in front of her bed.
"It was I, Wendyicamous! Peter pot!"
"Are..are..are.." Wendy studdered
"Ah, yes, a little starstruck I presume" said Peter in a would-be modest voice.
"Are..Are you.." She continued to studder.
"Yes! Yes! It is I, Peter Pot! IT IS I!!!" Peter says as he struck a heroic pose atop Wendy's brother's bed.
"Are you the toothfairy????!!!" Wendy finally managed to say, smiling and revealing her missing front tooth.
"EXCUSE ME!" Said Peter indignantly. "The TOOTH FAIRY? The TOOTH FAIRY? Do I look like a tooth fairy?!" He suddenly flung himself down onto the bed and began to sob. "WHY? Why is it that I am tortured day and night for these cursed green spandex? WHY WHY WHY????" He began to slam his fist on the bedside table, hitting the candlestick and flinging it onto the rug, which promptly burst into flames. "Curse you, fire!!!" Peter shouted, redeeming his heroic pose and attempting to stamp out the fire with his little green slipper-ish shoe. At this point Wendy whipped out a fire extinguisher and extinguished the rug and Peter's feet. Peter smiled like nothing had happened. "Soo.. the reason im here is the take you to..." A man with a tall blue and gold hat and a large drum marched into the room and played a drumroll. "NEVER-NEVER-LAND!!!"
So, before I start, hi everybody! This is my first fanfic, so please REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! Good or bad. Be truthful. Thanks to Danielle and Allison, who made this Fic possible :)!!! Ok, now onto the story!
'Tap tap tap'. Wendyicamous Lucretia Aroural Deprinda Bellowfield sat straight up in bed. Her friends called her Wendy.
"What was THAT odd tapping?" she asked. No answer. "*cough* What was that odd tapping?" she asked again. Still no answer. Suddenly a boy in tights appeared in front of her bed.
"It was I, Wendyicamous! Peter pot!"
"Are..are..are.." Wendy studdered
"Ah, yes, a little starstruck I presume" said Peter in a would-be modest voice.
"Are..Are you.." She continued to studder.
"Yes! Yes! It is I, Peter Pot! IT IS I!!!" Peter says as he struck a heroic pose atop Wendy's brother's bed.
"Are you the toothfairy????!!!" Wendy finally managed to say, smiling and revealing her missing front tooth.
"EXCUSE ME!" Said Peter indignantly. "The TOOTH FAIRY? The TOOTH FAIRY? Do I look like a tooth fairy?!" He suddenly flung himself down onto the bed and began to sob. "WHY? Why is it that I am tortured day and night for these cursed green spandex? WHY WHY WHY????" He began to slam his fist on the bedside table, hitting the candlestick and flinging it onto the rug, which promptly burst into flames. "Curse you, fire!!!" Peter shouted, redeeming his heroic pose and attempting to stamp out the fire with his little green slipper-ish shoe. At this point Wendy whipped out a fire extinguisher and extinguished the rug and Peter's feet. Peter smiled like nothing had happened. "Soo.. the reason im here is the take you to..." A man with a tall blue and gold hat and a large drum marched into the room and played a drumroll. "NEVER-NEVER-LAND!!!"