I don't own this book.
This is a story that J.M. Barrie left out of his story. He talked a little bit about it, but he didn't go into details. So I am going to tell the story through Tinker Bells point of view.
This story is about Tinker Bell's attempt to get rid of Wendy, with the help of some street fairy friends.
Her stories aren't that great I bet I could come up with better ones. If only their were just someone who could understand what I'm saying. I asked my fairy friend and she said, "Oh, Ticker Bell, Peter is just so full of himself." "No he is not," I said. "He is the most wonderful boy." "Peter is so naive if you don't tell him something right out he won't get anything," chimed in one of her fairy friends. "This is all Wendy's fault, she has ruined everything," Tinker Bell said. "I have an idea let's put Wendy on a great leaf and float her back to the mainland. She'll be gone and Peter will probably forget all about her," said one of her friends. "Perfect," cried Tinker Bell.
They snuck into the underground hideout. "Careful not to wake them," whispered Tinker Bell. They lifted Wendy gently off her bed not wanting to wake her. Tinker Bell almost did because fairies could only feel one emotion at a time, and right now she was only feeling malice toward her and wanted to make trouble for her. Fortunately or unfortunately one of her friends stopped her. They pushed Wendy up her tree. She was so used to going up and down that tree that she adjusted herself still unconscious. She literally could do it in her sleep. Once they were outside Wendy mumbled in her sleep, "Now be good boys and drink your medicine." Tinker Bell winced what horrible things was she feeding them. They placed her on a great leaf and picked up the corners of it. They flew her to the water and were above it when a Never bird made one of its screeching cries. Surprising all of the fairies into letting go of the leaf. Splash "Run," cried Tinker Bell. They all flew away as fast as they could. Tinker Bell figured that this way worked too. Wendy probably would drown.
The next day was the end of Tinker Bell's sentence. Imagine her fury when she saw Wendy alive and telling Peter about her midnight bath. "I must have been sleep walking and swimming." Peter just laughed. "Oh, hello Tink."