Discailmer: If I did own Peter Pan, I'd be rich, and living in a mainson, not writing this fic.
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As Peter promised, he went four days ago to Wendy's. Too bad he wasn't lucky that day. He's now sitting in his room, guilty about everything. He refuses to talk to anyone, even Tink. She had fought really hard not to feel jealous from Wendy. Tinker Bell knows that Peter really needs a girl of his own, not a fairy.
Peter just needs some time alone, to understand really what had happened.
-Flashback-
"Arrr, I'm Captain Hook! I'll destroy you Peter Pan!"
"Try to! I bet you're afraid to do so!"
"Okay boys, time for a bedtime story!" Wendy called.
"Story! Story! Story!"
The boys jumped on the bed. Wendy held out a book. Its title read, "Peter Pan in Neverland." Unfortunately, Peter could barely read it, and he sat there to listen.
Wendy's brothers soon fell asleep. When Wendy was alone, Peter managed to surprise her. How lucky he was that Tink was busy trying to find the Lost Boys, they ran away hours ago, on Peter's order.
Peter landed into the bedroom in front of Wendy. She seemed not to see him, no, she seemed to ignore him.
"Hello, Wendy." Peter whispered, so not to wake the boys.
"Oh, hi Peter. Where were you? Great news, Mum agreed to let you stay if you ever considering living with us." She grinned.
Wendy had crush on Peter since she saw him for the first time. She wanted to tell him that, but she was too shy to do that. She just wanted to give him a hint, which he'll understand if he loved her back.
All she could think of is proceeding on her plan. She let go of the book, stood up. Slowly she leaned forward and kissed Peter on the cheek.
"I hope you agree to stay." She whispered.
Peter gave her a weak smile; Tink had explained to him what a 'kiss' is three days ago.
"No Wendy, I don't want to grow up."
"Why not? You've been a child for years, Peter. Try to think of that, please?"
"No."
"But, Peter-"
"I said no!"
Wendy was now angry; she knew Peter was stubborn, but this time, he was ridiculous!
Wendy pushed Peter out of the window.
"Then don't return until you think about it!" She cried and slammed the window.
Peter turned his face away from her, acting as if he didn't care. Although, deep down, he knew that was no good to do with the love of his life.
-End of Flashback-
