IMPORTANT! If you see the name ARI pop up anywhere in this first chapter, that is really EVA, and I missed it. Eva's name was originally ARI but I changed Ari to EVA.
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I was once told a story. A story of pirates, boys, an eternal youth, and of a girl. Of a town, of a captain, of an island, and it's downfall. This story is a story of victory, of happiness, youth, but also of darkness and sadness, love and hate, and of an enormous grudge that went on for many long years.
I once wanted to live this story, but alas, I cannot, for it started years before I was even thought about being conceived. It is the best story I have ever heard, and I am actually a part of it. I shall tell you this story.
There once was a boy who was born in London, England, who heard his mother and father talking one day of what they wanted him to be when he became a man. Now this boy did not want to be a man, no. He wanted always to be a boy and to have fun! So he left when he was old enough to walk and understand enough about life and the dangers of what lay in wait for him and other little boys outside.
But he didn't care about them, so he traveled and traveled until he came upon a beautiful garden. It was night, and he saw many lights flittering about. He watched with large green eyes, mystified. One of them came up to him, and when it got close enough, he could see that it was a little woman, a fairy. His mouth curved into a huge smile as she landed upon his upturned palm.
He found out that her name was Rose, but he called her Tinkerbell because of her bell-like language. She didn't mind. She promised him that she would take him to a place where he would only grow to a young age, and then stop. He would be a boy forever! He had to go. And so he did.
In that star was a beautiful island called Neverland, that became his when he got older. He stopped growing at the age of 14, and met all kinds of people. Captain Hook, his arch enemy, who he enjoyed teasing immensely, Hook's crew, and a variety of boys he retrieved from all over the world called the Lost Boys. They were his crew. He taught them how to fight, and they went on all sorts of adventures.
Then he met Wendy. He would listen to her stories of Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty, also Snow White, and he kept coming back. He wondered about her, and flew into her room one night. Her dog, Nana, he thought she was called, started barking when she noticed him and she caught his shadow when he flew out of the window. He came back the next night to get it, and Wendy woke up.
They got to talking, and he took her and her two brothers, John and Michael, to Neverland. They stayed there for only a few days, and thought that Peter, the name of this wonderful boy, had defeated Captain Hook. But when he came back, Hook was alive and well. So they fought, and he eventually took the Lost Boys back to Neverland when they realized that growing up was just not for them. There were many more "Wendy's" and all of them eventually left, the longest one of them stayed was two weeks.
Then came a girl who had the same desire to not grow up that Peter himself had. Her name was Eva Mayes, an Australian girl. She stayed with Peter for a year and a half, and they shared many adventures. Their relationship was like that of best, very close friends, but I believe that it grew to more, for they were both 18 years old...yes, Peter had grown with the many trips he made to the real world, Earth. They mostly resided near Raven's Town.
Raven's town is a town in Neverland. No, James Hook and his pirates did not always live on a single ship. Oh no. They came from a town on an island of many islands in the Caribbean in the 1700's. Yes, I said the Caribbean. You see, the star in which Neverland resides is not one Island, but many. Back to Raven's Town - It is indeed a pirate town, but many civilians live there. There is a governor, means of discipline, and a government.
Here, Pirates are normal, but they don't rule. They are hunted, just like they really were hundreds of years ago. It is set pretty much on a cliff/beach, and well protected by pirates. Yes, the pirates protect it because it is their best town where they have the most supplies and because Neverland is an island that cannot be found except by those who know where it is, it is, naturally, very hard to find. Captain James Hook was, in fact, the person who was the most respected in the town, more so than the governor himself.
Alas, there is no more Captain Hook, though, for he was killed...ah, a less gruesome word - defeated, by the infamous boy named Peter Pan, but the boy disappeared many years ago after the captain's defeat. He was not known as a nuisance among the townspeople, though, for he never teased them. They liked him, but they would never ever say in public that they found his antics with the captain extremely amusing. That would get them killed.
There was also a story of a girl who appeared about a year or a year and a half before Pan disappeared. It is said that she fought valiantly alongside him, as a sort of sister, or best friend, would. This was Eva. Her story is separate, and it is a story for another day. It twines with Peter Pan's story. I will tell you the story in detail of the girl named Eva and of the eternal youth called Peter Pan starting from right before they left.
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"He is dead. There is nothing more. Nothing else to do. It's over."
"Yes...he is finally gone. We don't have to worry about him anymore, Peter." The 16 year old boy nodded his head. Captain James Hook had just been killed a second time. The first time, he hacked his way out of the huge crocodile's stomach. This time, he was sliced up pretty badly, cuts and gashes covering his body.
Peter was also hurt badly, but he put that aside. He had put a weight on his feet, wrapped around his ankles, and dropped him into the ocean, after the help of the lost boys. A lot of the pirates had escaped, but the ones that didn't were killed. Hook was not, but he would surely drown.
"I want to leave," Peter said, turning to Eva. Her eyes widened.
"You...what?" she asked quietly. His normally mischievous green eyes softened. The lost boys gasped.
"Boys, I will be back. Please wait for me at the hideout." They nodded silently and flew away, taking whatever weapons they could carry. Peter motioned for Eva to follow him. They flew to a cliff and sat down, overlooking the clear blue ocean.
"I don't want to be here anymore. Not now, at least. I've had enough, and I want to grow a little older...I don't know what to do, though, because you came here to escape the adult world..." He glanced at her, but there was happiness in her eyes, no disappointment. This confused him.
"Peter, I will go with you, if you want me to, wherever you want to go. I will grow old with you. I will become younger if you become younger. I will always stay by your side."
"You never cease to amaze me. I love you." His eyes widened and he let out a short gasp. He hadn't meant to say those words, but they slipped out. His heart started to beat rapidly, he was so frightened of what she would do now. But she just smiled, and her green eyes sparkled.
"Peter, you don't know how long I've wanted to hear those words from you." His mind pretty much went into overdrive.
"You...what?" She leaned into him and placed her head on his shoulder, her glossy black hair blowing to her side from the wind. He placed his left arm on her shoulder (she was leaning on his left shoulder) and gently pushed her away from him, then shifted his body so that he was facing her, lightly touched her chin with his right hand, and leaned in to softly kiss her.
"Peter, I would go to the ends of the world for you."
"As would I. Will you...Eva...will you marry me?" Eva pulled away from his chest and gaped at him.
"You want me to what?" If he couldn't read her eyes, he would have thought she hated the idea. In her eyes was shock, but also the most joy and happiness he had ever seen in anyone before.
"I want you to marry me." She hugged him, and started to cry. "You're crying? Why?"
"Because I am so happy. Of course I will marry you."
"I am glad. Where will we go?"
"We can go to my house...I hope my parents still remember me."
"I'm sure they will."
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"Oh my God...I can't believe this...I'm home. One and a half years seems like such a long time."
"To me, it's like a few months."
"That's because you've lived for so long...I don't even want to know how old you really are. Probably around 200 or something like that."
"More."
"I didn't want to know."
"Sorry."
"It's ok."
"Are you ready, Eva?"
"Yes..." She took a deep breath and rang the doorbell of her house. It opened, and just as Eva remembered her, her mother appeared before her. She dropped the mail she was holding and tears ran down her face, as was Eva's.
"M-mom..." Eva was shaking with silent sobs. Her mother grabbed her and hugged her tightly, Eva doing the same. "I'm so sorry I left!" Eva looked up when she heard footsteps in the house and saw her father standing behind her mother, a shocked expression on his face. "Dad!" Her mother let go of her and she ran inside to her father, hugging him.
"Eva..." he said. He also had tears in his eyes, for the first time in a very long time.
"I'm so sorry I left you...I just couldn't take it. I couldn't take it...I had to go. And Peter gave me that chance, I always knew he was real. And it frustrated me when you didn't believe me...but how could you? He was a fairy tale. But he is real, very much so." Her parents nodded.
"We know," her father choked out. Eva pulled away gently, and took a few steps back.
"I want you...to know, that I am...engaged." This shocked her parents very much, they were rendered speechless. Then she held up her left hand, and they saw a ring made out of three thin but strong pieces of leather braided and made into a circle to fit her finger, and a vine twined around it with a small diamond from Hook's cabin on his ship embedded in the leather with just the top peeking out. It was secured with clear tree sap that had hardened.
"Who is he?" her mother asked, her voice cracking. They were very happy, but they had no idea of who her fiancé was. Her mother thought maybe James Hook. Her father thought Peter Pan, but that couldn't be, for he was just a child. Then when Eva went to the door and motioned to someone outside to come in, they saw the most handsome man they had ever seen. Well, her mother did.
He had tanned skin, bronzed from endless days in the sun, though they did not know this for they did not know this was the boy they caught a glimpse of when they ran into Eva's room and saw her fly out of her window at night with a boy who had blonde hair. This man had blonde hair, her father noticed. But this was a man, a young man, who looked to be about 16 or 17 years old. He was wearing eighteenth century (the 1700's) clothes.
Loose pants, boots, and a loose white shirt that was somewhat tucked into his pants. He had green eyes, though not piercing like Eva's were, but mischievous, and bleached blonde hair from the sun, though it was darker by his roots. Dirty blonde, but bright, and it was the messy look, though not with twigs and leaves and such. He looked clean and shaven, if he even had to shave. This had to be Peter Pan, her father was now sure, and her mother didn't want to think that it was.
"What is your name, young man?" her father asked. Peter bowed slightly to show respect, and answered.
"Please forgive me, sir, for taking your daughter little less than two years ago. It was her wish, but I agreed and granted it. I am Peter Pan, sir." He turned to Eva's mother and bowed again, then stood straight. He took her hand when he did so. "You as well, madam." Eva's mother could not be angry with this boy. No one could, really, for he was Peter Pan, and will always retain his childish charm.
"It was very hard...and I can never forgive you for it, but I can accept you. You are very polite, and I am glad that you decided to grow up. I have never seen my daughter this happy."
"Actually...he grew because of all the trips he made here and to the other kids he took back with him," Eva began.
"But I am glad I did, for I wouldn't have had you."
"Oh I'm going to be sick."
"Dad!"
"It's alright, I understand," Peter said, laughing.
"Whatever happened to Wendy?" Eva's mother asked. Peter's face grew serious.
"She passed away. She grew old, I took my lost boys back, and they are currently in Neverland. I went to see her a few times, to hear her stories, but I'm too old for that now." She nodded.
"Well I'm sorry to hear that. Please come in, and have something to eat. I'm sure you are hungry."
"Thank you for your hospitality."
"Oh please, don't be so polite, you're making me feel like an old woman!" she said, chuckling.
"I'm sorry!" he said, but in a joking way, which made her laugh again.
"When do you plan on marrying?" her father asked. "Do you even know what marriage is?"
"Dad! Stop being so harsh with him!" Eva said, glaring. "He's the one who asked me! And besides, there is a town on the island. They do marriages there. How else would they be together without a ceremony?" She felt a hand on her arm and looked up into soft eyes.
"It's fine. He has every right to be rude and not accept me. I took his daughter from him. Think of how angry that would make you." Eva knew that she would be furious, and she understood that her father had the right, but she loved Peter, and she didn't want to think that. But she knew that even though she is a woman, if she had a daughter who was taken away from her, she would be furious with that boy. Her father 'hmphed' and walked upstairs.
"Please don't mind him, Peter. Come into the kitchen and have something to eat."
"Thank you again."
"Peter, you've never been so polite!" Eva laughed. He scrunched his face and looked absolutely adorable, both Eva's and her mother's hearts swelled.
"Hush, you. I have so!"
"We should plan the wedding, Eva. When do you want it to be?"
"Ah...well...I'm not sure I...um..."
"I don't want you to have it now, since you are only 16. You are too young."
"Actually, I'll be 17 in a few months, if I remember correctly. And you can get married young if you have consent from your parents..."
"You don't have mine. We should plan it, though, because I know how indecisive you can be."
"I'm actually 17 and a half, I just look younger."
"Well...you are right...but..."
"Um...I'd rather...not...have a big wedding, if you don't mind." Eva's heart dropped. She'd always wanted a huge wedding with everyone there, and lots of food, and she would be the center. But Peter didn't want one, so it would not be. Her mother knew how much she wanted it, but said nothing, and looked at her for an answer.
"If Peter doesn't want a big wedding, we won't have a big wedding." Peter could hear the sadness in her voice, but then it changed. "As long as I marry him, I am happy." She looked at her fiancé and gave him a loving smile. He smiled back, and made a mental note to talk to her later about the wedding.
"Just curious, why can't we have it soon?" Peter asked.
"Because you both are too young."
"I'm over two hundred years old, though." Eva covered her face in her hands and her mother's eyes widened considerably.
"You're...what!"
"Um...twenty?" he said, sheepishly.
"Two hundred years?"
"What year were you born? In the 1800's?"
"Uh...yeah, sure." She gave him a skeptical look. "Um...in the late 1700's..."
"Wow...but you look like you are sixteen!"
"Neverland does that. You don't age unless you really want to. In my case, I aged from twelve to eighteen because of my frequent trips to this world."
"So, are you hungry?" Eva asked Peter. Getting the hint, Peter nodded. He did not feel comfortable talking about his real age, and wanted to change the subject. He lowered his head and shuffled his feet a bit, putting his hands in his pockets.
"I'm sorry, Peter, I've just...well, it's unheard of to live for so long. What would you like to eat?"
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"...Yes, she is back, and with that boy who took her. Remember him? Peter Pan..." Eva's father had an angry gleam in his eyes. He was talking to Eva's best friend's parents. They were there when she was taken away, as was their daughter, Nikki, the friend.
"Yes, and what's more...he proposed to her...yes, I know it's preposterous. It's unheard of! ...I don't want to let it happen, but she will never forgive me if I don't...yes, she will want to see Nikki...you wont let her? Why?...Mrs. Etheridge, I believe that is completely unfair. Just because she was taken away does not mean that she will take Nikki away...yes, I k now, she almost did, but Nikki stayed, didn't she? ...Look, Mrs. Etheridge, my daughter is not a barbarian, nor does she have bad morals and she is not uneducated. She is not a bad example for Nikki! ...I know you are worrying for your daughter's well-being, but you do know that she has always been Eva's choice of a maid of honor...I have to go, my daughter is calling me...yes, I will speak to you later. Good bye."
Eva's father sighed and leaned back on his pillow on his bed.
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'She's home...after so long, she's home again!'
Nikki heard her mother's conversation with her best friend's father, and decided that she would sneak out that night. Well, it was night, and she waited for her parents to go into their room and close the door. Then she snuck out, leaving pillows under her bed sheets just in case her mother decided to check on her.
Nikki called Eva on her cell, though she wasn't sure if it would work, and it didn't. Then she called the house phone and her mother picked up.
"Mrs. Mayes, this is Nikki...yes, it's nice to talk to you too...yes, I would very much like to talk to Eva, but I'd like to see her, first, if that's alright...yes, I'm on my way, thank you very much...yes, I heard that she's engaged, but I don't know who the guy is. I heard my mother talking to Mr. Mayes...ok, bye, thanks again."
Nikki headed over to Eva's house and knocked on the door. She didn't ring the doorbell because Mr. Mayes would hear it, and might make her leave. Mrs. Mayes heard it and opened it for her, letting her in. She walked to the kitchen where she heard noise, and saw her best friend of eleven years sitting at the table with the most handsome guy she had ever laid her eyes on.
Eva looked up and froze - then screamed, though not too loud, and jumped up and ran to Nikki. They both ran into each other's arms, and both started to cry. Peter remembered this girl well; she had almost come to Neverland with them, but decided at the last minute that she wouldn't. Her name was Nikki, if he remembered correctly. Ah, so it seemed that he was right; Eva just said her name.
"Nikki, I can't believe...you...you came to see me, how'd you know I came back?" Nikki pulled away from her friend and took on a serious look.
"Eva, listen to me...your dad was talking to my mom on the phone...and..." She bit her lip.
"Go on! What'd he say?"
"Well, she doesn't want me to see you again because she thinks you're a bad influence on me..."
"But you're a year and a half older than me now! That's insane!"
"I know, and...your dad said..." she glanced at Peter, who she hadn't recognized before, but now that she took a good look at him, and she looked completely and utterly shocked. Her mouth and eyes were wide open, and she stuttered. "E...Eva...y-you, he, IS THAT PETER PAN!" Peter smirked.
"The one and only," he said.
"But...but...you look older!"
"I was sixteen...or, rather, looked fourteen, when I took Eva to Neverland, but I aged two years since then."
"How?"
"You age to whatever age you want to be, but a lot of the time, it's because you feel adult emotions. I started to feel for Eva, so I grew older."
"You're not afraid to say something like that?"
"What, express my feelings? Not now, now that she knows. I'm Peter Pan. I'm not afraid of anything." He puffed out his chest slightly and grinned, making the three women laugh.
"Is this...is this your fiancé?" Nikki asked Eva, already knowing the answer. Eva beamed, and nodded.
"Wow..."
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Peter and Eva happily lived in her house for the next two years, Eva getting re-acquainted with her friends and relatives, showing them that Peter Pan was real, and Peter meeting all of these new people. They eventually had their wedding, and it was a fairly sized one, but not big like Peter had requested when he first met Eva's family. The wedding was almost exactly two years after they came back, and Peter couldn't stop thinking that Eva could never be more beautiful than she is, but she surprised him that day. Nikki was, of course, the maid of honor.
It had been a few months, and Peter and Eva decided that they were both getting bored, and they sat Eva's parents down for a talk a few weeks after the wedding and told them that they were going to go back to Neverland. Not then, but soon, and they promised that they would definitely visit.
Eva's mother mentioned that they had better come back to show her grandchildren, and Peter's face went white, Eva's red. Eva promised them that she would come back and take them to see Neverland one day, soon, so that they wouldn't have a hard time walking around on the island. It was rather bumpy and uneven. It was night, and they were about to leave.
"Mom, Dad, I'll miss you so much. Thank you for taking us in after I just left you with no goodbye. I can't tell you how guilty I feel about that."
"Don't worry about it. It's in the past, Eva. Oh, I'll miss you, too!" They hugged each other, and then Eva hugged her father. She kissed them both, this parting very much like when she came back; they all had tears in their eyes, all except Peter.
"I want to say that I truly and greatly appreciate your hospitality. Mr. Mayes, you especially, for I know that you don't approve of me. Again, I am sorry that I took your daughter, and I am taking her once again. I know this is my fault. If I hadn't introduced her to Neverland, we never would have eventually loved each other, and she would be more educated...but I have the one thing that makes my life worth living, and I promise you that we will visit very often." Eva beamed, but her father glared. "Ah, right, well, we're leaving, now. Goodbye." Mrs. Mayes hugged Peter and kissed his cheek.
"I'm so glad you two found each other! You're perfect for each other!" They both smiled.
"Thank you, Susan." Peter called her Susan because he was now very close to her. She had become a surrogate mother to him. He took Eva's hand and walked out the door, and waved to her parents, then took off. When they were a good distance away, they heard yelling from below them. Eva looked down and saw Nikki running after them.
"Oh my God, it's Nikki!" Eva said, slowing down and flying towards her. Peter followed.
"Eva! EVA! PETER! Please take me with you!" She was crying, and Eva rushed to her to hold her while she sobbed into her best friend's chest.
"What happened?" Peter asked.
"My...my p-parents a-and I had a f-fight and they th-think that you're bad, and th-they don't want me t-to see you ever again, but th-that's impossible! Thank G-God I found you flying away...I was sneaking o-out to say goodbye, but they caught m-me and we had the fight...please please take me with you! I can't st-stand it here! I can't leave now, but will you come back for me??"
"Don't worry, of course we will." Eva turned to Peter.
"Thank you, Peter. I appreciate it." Peter nodded to his wife.
"It's not a problem. I see her parents running after her."
"We'll come back for you, I promise," Eva said, and Nikki nodded.
"I know you will, Eva. Now go." She nodded, and Peter took her hand and they flew up into the sky and away on to Neverland, its star shining brightly.
"I can't believe we're going back..."
"Believe it. That's the one word you must keep in your head, the one thing you must always do. Believe."
"Yes...that's what you always told me, the first thing you told me when we met...remember?"
"How could I forget?" He gave her a devilish smile. She smiled back.
"You used to be ever so forgetful."
"Frightfully so." This made her laugh. "But I always remembered. It may have taken me a while, but I did."
"Indeed, you did." Her face became serious, and she brushed a strand of ebony hair that blew into her face. "Do you...do you think he will be there?" He looked at her with a scandalous expression.
"Why would you ask such a question? You know I killed him."
"Honey, he survived once, which was why I was surprised when you first took me. Who's to say he can't survive again?"
"I say it. If he is, well, that's impossible."
"Nothing is impossible. Look at what we're doing now." They both quietly surveyed the glittering lights of the city below them.
"I don't want to think about that. I believe he is dead."
"Believing isn't always what the truth is."
"I know." He sighed, letting go of his immaturity in the gentle argument. He looked over at his new wife. He could never stop looking at her; she was absolutely beautiful. Long, soft, black, wavy hair flowed in the breeze. Pale, milky skin covering a slightly petite but strong and agile curvy body - a slim waist, an ample chest, and wide but smooth hips.
And then there were her piercing green eyes, very much like his, but they could hold you in your tracks if she wanted to intimidate. They held every emotion; you could tell what she was thinking, how she was feeling, just by looking into their depths. "I'm sorry I didn't give you what you wanted." She glanced at him with a confused expression.
"What do you mean?"
"A big wedding." She smiled and gave him a look.
"You silly boy, I don't care about that! I'm just happy that I am with you. I couldn't be happier." He beamed and took her hand in his.
"I'm glad." She smiled at him. "We're approaching it..." She looked forward.
"We are...I wonder if it's as lively as it was when we were there last."
"I couldn't tell you. I hope so."
"What about them?"
"Oh will you stop? Of course they'll be there, just he won't be." She gave a dis-believing look.
"All right..." They were coming up to their destination rapidly.
"Hold onto my hand tight. Whatever happens..."
"Don't let go."
She grinned. He nodded and grinned back. He shot forward, but she was ready, and he didn't pull her arm too much. It was just like last time; like going through a vortex, tiny balls of light rushing past, or you rushing past them. At the end, it was like they were pushed through an invisible barrier, and then all pressure was lifted from them.
They were able to go slowly at this point. There were still stars everywhere, but if you looked very close below you, you could see small ripples, as if it were water. Then if you closed your eyes tightly, you'll begin to see more ripples. When you open your eyes, you could see clear waves as it got lighter around you.
Then, off in the distance, there was a speck of something. But what was it? Close your eyes again. You see darkness, black, but with some color to it, right? Close your eyes tighter, and the colors become clearer. Now squeeze them so tight, and those colors begin to take form. They form a land mass. Now open your eyes, and you will see a large Island in the distance, much closer now than before. This is Neverland.
When the sun came through the clouds and the icy covering on the island and the water surrounding it began to break and shatter, they started to fly up towards the clouds.
"I'm surprised you can fly after two years of being gone," she said. He grinned.
"I'm the best there ever was. Of course I can still fly. I'm Peter Pan." She laughed. "You can still fly, too."
"Well I'm your wife. Of course I can fly."
"Well, I dunno, you were pretty bad at it at first."
"Oh shut up! I was good, you know it." She lightly punched his arm and noticed the scar, but said nothing. He just grinned. The couple rested on a cloud just above the shore.
"Oh it's just as beautiful as I remember it was...but why is it winter? I thought you gave Slightly and Nibs a bit of your power, enough to keep Neverland warm for at least half of each year."
"That's what was supposed to happen...I guess this is the half that is winter. They'll know I'm back, now." She smiled at him, and then made a strange face, placing a hand on her stomach.
"I think flying has made me slightly nauseous. Can we go to the hideout, please? I'm rather tired."
"Sure. Come on." Eva yelped when he suddenly scooped her up in his arms and dove towards the water. She screamed, but not too loud, and closed her eyes, clutching his shirt with her fists. She loved the thrill of diving, and she knew he would never let anything happen to her, but you can't help do anything but scream when you fall fast from a large height.
He pulled up and landed on the snad, putting her down. She took his shoulders in her small hands and stood on her tiptoes, for he was tall, and she was short, and she kissed him. He smiled against her kiss, and kissed her back, pulling her more towards him so that their bodies were touching. "I love when you do that," he said.
"Hm, I know. You frequently tell me that."
"That's because you usually do it in bed with me." She gasped and pulled away, hitting his arm playfully with a large grin on her face.
"Peter! You jerk!"
"Oh come on, you set yourself up for that one."
"Hmph." She folded her arms across her chest and turned her back to him.
"Oh, so now I'm getting the silent treatment?" She said nothing. His eyes took on a mischievous gleam, the one which he is famous for, and hovered in the air, making his way to her, and tackled her, but not bringing her to the ground. He turned her around and kissed her, causing her to melt. "Ha, I win."
"Oh really?"
"Mm-hm."
"We'll see about that."
"We will?"
"Yes."
"Fine."
"Come on, I see something up ahead!" came a voice from the forest. The couple straightened, and looked towards the trees.
"That sounded like Slightly!" Eva exclaimed. Peter nodded, excitement growing in his chest. His boys were trying to find him.
"I think it's Peter!" came another voice.
"It's gotta be! Neverland's warm again and you and Slightly didn't do nothing!" came a third.
"SLIGHTLY! NIBS!" Eva cried, waving her hands.
"Boys!" Peter yelled to them. The boys broke through the trees and stopped short, the twins bumping into Tootles and Curly.
"That can't be Peter, he's too old!" Nibs scoffed. Peter raised an eyebrow. The other boys caught on.
"But he looks like Peter...tan, green eyes, and blonde hair!" Curly said. "Though...you're right, Peter isn't old."
"I think we should test him, just to make sure," Tootles said.
"I think we should," Slightly confirmed.
"What happened to Hook?" Nibs asked.
"I killed him and sent him to Dave Jones' Locker," Peter answered.
"Hmm...what was the first lady's name? The first Peter Pan brought here?" Tootles asked.
"Mary, Wendy's mother."
"Everyone knows that, you dolt!" Curly said, pushing Tootles.
"No! Everyone knows about Wendy!"
"Shut up!"
"BOYS! Cut it out and fall to order!!" They fell silent. Both Nibs and Peter had said that at the same time. Nibs grinned.
"Welcome home, Pan, Eva."
"It's great to be back," Peter said. Eva nodded.
"It's so great to see you all again! I missed you so much!"
"We missed you too!"
"Why did you leave?"
"It wasn't the same without you both!"
"Whoa, boys! BOYS! I have something to tell you all," Peter said. They quieted down, and let him speak.
"You know how the people of Raven's Town marry?" They nodded. "Well, right before we left, when I asked you all to wait ad the hideout for me, I asked Eva to marry me. So we went back to her house and lived there for two years, and got married, and decided that we wanted to live here instead of the other world. So, she's my wife, now." They cheered.
"WOW that's awesome!"
"Congrats!"
"Isn't that what grown ups do?"
"They ARE grown ups, you moron!"
"So?"
"You all may be sixteen, but you sure act like you're still five sometimes," Eva said, laughing.
"I'm fourteen!"
"I resent that!"
"I'm THIRTEEN!" They started to protest, and Eva placed a hand on her stomach and looked at Peter, who then remembered why they left their comfortable cloud.
"Boys, we are both 18 years old, not quite adults, but grown ups all the same, and we don't care. Listen, we're gonna go to the hideout. Eva's not feeling well, probably from flying after not doing so for two years, and she needs to rest." They went back to their hideout, which was not the big tree, for Hook had destroyed that before he was supposedly "killed" the first time when Wendy was leaving. They lived up in the trees...
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I hope you liked this chapter! This story is based on a dream I had, and I revised it and warped it a little to make a story. I still don't know where I'll be going...tell me if you want this to be just a romance story with some action and adventure, or a suspenseful action story with a plot and an evil presence on the island. No matter which way it goes, it will have romance. Lots of it, but no mushy stuff. I can't stand that. Well, maybe some...but not a lot! lol. Please Review and tell me where you think this should go.
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