Slightly P.O.V.
I was insanely bored.
Being one of Peter Pan's lost boys meant your days were filled with fun and adventure, but lately Peter had begun to show certain interest in me. The other boys told me that when I wasn't around Peter became evil. His eyes turned dark, his hair black, and he showed everyone my sword collection. I don't care what he thinks, I'm not a slut. Showing your swords is slutty, and therefore I shall not do it.
For all I knew, this was probably his occupation right this moment because I was on my way to London. Peter's behaviour had gone too far. I needed to find two very special girls, the very Peter Pan's ex-girlfriends! That would be sure to get his mind off of me. The two special ladies were Wendy and Jane Darling, mother and daughter. It's kind of gross, but I've learnt not to judge. I mean, it's not as weird as my own love triangle. But I'll get come that later.
I peeked inside the famous bedroom window. The room inside was dark, the only source of light was a faint candle burning as substitute for a night light. The lock on the window sill was fairly easy to pick open. I imagined it was that way for a reason. I flew through the opening and made my way over to the nearest bed. As soon as I stepped on the floor a loud bang was heard. At first I thought it was I who had stepped on a toy, but I soon looked up to see a lady in the doorway. I put my arms up in defence to show that I wasn't touching anything.
"PETER? IS THAT YOU?"
The owner of the voice could not be mistaken. It was Wendy Darling, with her very much recognisable Chinese accent.
"Sorry miss, it's only me." I apologised.
She blinked.
"Who?"
"Slightly, miss. I'm one of the lost boys. I have come to bring you and Jane back to Neverland."
She didn't answer for a moment, long enough for me to worry, but then she threw her hands up in the air.
"Woohooo! Jane, wake up! Pack your things! We're going on an adventure!"
She danced around the room, waking up her daughter who sat up in bed and rubbed her eyes… her beautiful eyes.
Oh Jane. Oh how I had missed her. How I wanted to show my sword collection for her.
"Hi." I blushed.
She gave me an intense stare and then sighed.
"Oh no. Not again."
The trip to Neverland didn't go the way I'd planned. Jane couldn't fathom any happy thoughts so I had to carry her. Even though I would normally be more than happy to be close to her she was quite heavy and when we arrived my arms were numb. Wendy however shot of almost immediately and was practically close to landing on the third star to the left instead of second to the right out of excitement.
When we finally arrived at the lair all of my swords were scattered all over the floor. Peter was immensely pleased with himself as he made his way over, unaware of our company.
"Didn't see that one coming, did ya, eh, Sunshine?" he winked at me, but then, he froze.
"Peter!" Wendy shrieked happily and through her arms around him.
"Wha-what? You're a? You're he-? Wha?"
Peter looked terrified.
"Isn't it wonderful?" Wendy exclaimed.
"S-sure. Slightly? Can I talk to you for a moment?" Peter mumbled and pushed me aside.
I smirked.
"What have you done?" he whispered desperately.
"I thought you needed some company." I said.
"But sweetie, you brought HER. You could have brought anyone, and you brought HER. Why couldn't you have taken Jane instead?"
"I did! She's right.. here.."
She wasn't, I soon discovered.
I began to freak out. Where did my poor little baby go?