UPDATE. It has been around 3 years that I began writing this, and my English was not good at the time. So I decided to rewrite this story so that all the errors are out and the grammar is good. I hope that everything is okay now, if not, please tell me.
I didn't change too much, I still want it to be true on the story how it was before.
It was a beautiful night in Neverland, and Peter was enjoying it. He was sitting on a large tree branch, playing his pan flute.
Tinkerbell was sitting on his knee, eyes closed as she listened to the sweet tones she loved so much. They both couldn't remember how long they had sat there. Minutes, hours… a long time for all they know. They'd already made Captain Hook's life a little bit more of a Hell, and all the Lost boys were already sound asleep.
Altogether, it was quiet and peaceful, and Peter would be bored out of his mind. But not this evening though. This evening he was glad everything was silent except for his music.
Tinkerbell opened her eyes at the sudden silence. Peter had stopped playing, and was staring into the distance. He looked very pale. She flew un in front of his field of view, and called out to him.
Peter blinked and began to shake his head to get rid of the hypnotic state. "What is it, Tink?" He asked with a soft voice. Tink just looked at him with a worried and questionable look. Peter just looked back though. Like they were having a staring contest. Tink sighed, looked at the flute and back up to Peter's eyes. A question mark formed with her Pixie Dust.
"Oh, don't worry Tink. I just felt a bit dizzy, that's all." Peter said with a smile. Tink gave him another concerned look, but decided to leave it with that. She just yawned and stretched her arms, making it pretty obvious to Peter that they had to go to bed. "Maybe that is a good idea, Tink. Let's go to sleep." The redhead stood up, and had to grab the tree with both his hands to keep his balance. The whole world was spinning in front of him. Closing his eyes, he wished for it to go away, and luckily, it did.
Tinkerbell however, was worried beyond belief. She'd only once seen Peter like this and that was not a time she wanted to remember.
"Wow… that was weird. Like you spin too much on a swing or something." He laughed a bit. "Sorry Tink, I didn't want to scare you. Let's go. I could really use a long nap." He jumped into the air, and together they flew back to the Hangman's Tree.