Make Him Believe
A/N: I don't own Peter Pan sadly. This is a later on story from a few generations after the Darlings. Here's hoping my fanfiction has gotten better as I'm not much of a writer in that department. Anyway, here's my first chapter in my first actually written Peter Pan fic. Let's hope it isn't bad. O.O
Chapter One- Second Star
Daniel was smart, perhaps too smart for his own good. Or at least that was what Mother had always said and Nanny and Father. But Daniel never took them seriously. After all, he was too busy reading to pay much attention to what they said to anyone. Let alone him.
The night it all began, young Daniel was doing just that: reading up past his bed time again and fighting back yawns. That was when he heard something, a strange sound that took him a moment to recognize. Bells? He shook his head, even as he heard one of his sisters move in the next room and tried to go back to his reading. But the sound persisted near his ear and a strange light caught his eyes.
"What in the-" he squeaked, batting away the glow where the noise was coming from. His deep blue eyes widened as his head whirled. But the same light was in front of his confused face. He looked closer through the glow, shielding his eyes with his arm. He could see the tiniest face peeping back at him with a very annoyed expression.
"Tink?" A whisper echoed in the room that was certainly not Daniel's voice at all. And then from the light of the strange being there was another boy in the room. "Are you sure this is the right house? He couldn't possibly be anything like him."
The figure called Tink let out another series of bells and her light flashed at him in a different color of bright red. Daniel's eyes widened when he noticed there was a strange boy floating near the bed, his feet a few inches off the ground.
"What are you?" The boy said, jumping fast out of his bed and staring still. He heard something move in the next room and looked back at the strange boy. "How do you- I mean, why do you-"
The other boy rolled his eyes and looked back at the glowing light called Tink. "You haven't heard of me? Honestly, what do you read about anyway if it's not about me? He can't be one of them, Tink. He's nothing at all like Tootles."
"Tootles? Who in the bloody- I don't know any Tootles. That's a stupid, senseless name. At least mine makes sense." Daniel said, still very confused and annoyed. The door opened then as Tink flashed an angry light that echoed a series of perturbed bells. Peter was about to say something when he noticed the girl who was staring at them in shock.
"Daniel!" The girl squeaked at her brother though she was still watching the light and the floating boy. "Peter Pan? Is that-"
"Finally, someone's heard of me!" Peter said, flashing a smile and making a fancy bow. "Peter Pan at your service. I told you this was the right house. At least she knows something about me."
"But just a moment ago, you said that-"
"Never mind that. Come off it then. I was talking about me anyway. Ah, dear me, I got excited again. Tink, what were we here for? Something about some kid not having any fun." Peter was still grinning at Daniel's little sister who couldn't stop staring at the whimsical boy.
"That sounds like Danny all right. He wouldn't know fun if it punched him in the eye." The smaller girl had closed the door, remembering that Nanny might hear and spoil everything.
"Rosie! That's not fair I do too- hey, how come you're in my room anyway? I don't barge into yours and Michael's." He said, glaring and felt more and more awkward about this. There were two strangers in his room and one younger sister but he still didn't know why. And Daniel didn't like not knowing the answers. "Hold on. I don't care who you think you are but this is breaking and entering. And I WILL call the police to-"
"Danny! Shh…. Don't make such a fuss. They aren't going to hurt us. Didn't you ever hear any of Papa's stories?"
"Those were just fairy stories, Rosie. You couldn't have taken them seriously."
"I did too. They weren't just stories." Rosie's brown eyes were narrowed harshly at her brother and her nose wrinkled in disgust. "And that is a fairy. And if I'm right her name is Tinkerbell."
Peter was now transfixed by the ginger haired girl with the big smile and fast temper, while Tink let out a cacophony of excited sounds. "This is the right house, TInk, and I told you so!"
"Fairies? That's just some weird light, Rose. Besides there's no such thing as-"
Before Daniel could even finish the sentence Peter had swooped over, clapping a dirty hand over his mouth. "Don't say that! Don't you know anything at-"
Movement from below interrupted Peter and they all jumped from the startle of it. Hurried glances of fear flashed at the four of them and both Peter and Rosie dashed under the bed while Tink hid as best as she could under the lamp shade. "It's Nanny," whispered Rose and Dan didn't know what else to do except stay where he was on the bed.
Soon enough footsteps were heard clopping up the stairs and muttering came with it before the door creaked open. "Daniel!" A harsh voice rasped. "What on earth are you doing up here? Who are you talking to? And why is your lamp on, you silly boy?"
"Sorry, I was well- I was reading again and I fell asleep with it on," Daniel quickly lied as he cleared his throat nervously, feeling a thump under the bed. He bit back a yelp and tried to focus on the much older woman who looked strangely intimidating in the shadows. "I'd better be getting to sleep again."
Nanny rolled her eyes, pursing her lips in annoyance. She had to remember she needed the pay at times like this and had to pretend to care. "Who were you talking to, boy?" She quickly snapped back, terse with eyes dangerously annoyed. "I know I heard someone here."
"I- uh-" He almost froze but quickly thought of something. "I was reading to myself and well sometimes I like to do the voices. I didn't mean to wake you up or anything. I promise everything is fine here." He nodded to assure himself and hoped that she would grow tired and leave them alone.
"Fine, but don't make me come back up here." Nanny said warningly, closing the door behind her without another word.
Daniel sighed in relief when he heard her click down the hall and away from the room. He knocked on the bed and the two crawled out from under the bed in a huff, Peter banging his head on the mattress. Rosie got up first and shook her head at her brother.
"Reading to yourself? Who does that?" Rosie said.
"Well, you wouldn't have thought of anything. What are you doing here?" Dan said, asking Peter this as Tink flew out of the lamp in a dizzying flash.
"What am I doing here?" Peter shook his head and was now in the air again. "To take you to Neverland of course. They told me I hadn't gotten to every other house except for Tootles. Last time I stopped by there was just some whiny baby. But now it's time." He nodded with a broad smile to Rosie again, almost completely forgetting Daniel was even there.
"That's ridiculous. We're not going to go to any Neverland." Dan said, quickly standing in front of Peer, annoyed at what was going on. "You can't just come in here and kidnap us. That's crazy." Dan was now with Rosie, stepping in front of her and he glared at the boy who would never grow up.
"He's not kidnapping us, Dan," Rose said at last and moved over, hitting his arm away. "I'm going whether you want to or not." Now she was standing next to Peter and glaring at her brother. "And then you'll have to explain to Mother and Father why I'm not here."
Dan frowned, knowing she would pull something like this. "Fine, but only because you made me."
Rosie smiled and rushed to hug him as Peter rolled his eyes. "Well, then, I assume at least you know how to fly. But I'm not sure if he knows any happy thoughts." Peter said, returning the constant glare from Daniel.
"Oh, come off it, you two. I'm already getting my happy thoughts. Now come on where is the fairy dust," She said, looking eagerly at Tink who replied in annoyed bells. But Peter grabbed her by her wings and shook fairy dust onto the smiling little girl.
In seconds, she was floating inches above the floor and she giggled excitedly. "Daniel, you have to try it! I'm flying!"
"Humanly impossible," He said, trying to ignore her floating. "And that's not a fairy. This is just a bad, bad dream and I should be waking up any minute now."
"Just have some happy thoughts already or I'll hit you." Rosie said, still managing to stay above the floor. She grinned and tried going higher up towards the ceiling. "This is wonderful!"
"Will you just come down from there already?" He asked carefully again before looking back at the struggling glow of light. And before he could say anything at all again the fairy dust came sprinkling at him in a gust. He sneezed but some of it stuck to his hair and soon enough he too was experiencing the strange sensation of flying.
His eyes were wide with shock and for once even Daniel couldn't say anything. He didn't know what to do and just floated there with a bewildered expression on his face. It was like he was swimming in mid air but there was no water to be found. It was how he felt when he was sinking, drowning but being pushed upwards instead.
"See? Isn't it wonderful?!" Rosie was still moving back and forth as she went past him, going towards the window. "Come on, let's get going before Nanny comes back." She said, almost at the window's edge in her excitement.
Peter was soon with her , tugging at Daniel's sleeve to follow. Daniel, who still didn't understand the strange feeling of flying, was pulled along easily. "Second star to the right and straight onto morning! Next stop, Neverland!"