Disclaimer: I don't own the Peter Pan book or movie, that belongs
to err... other people ^_^'
Author's notes and stuff: This is my first Peter Pan fic, so I hope it turns out okay. I just recently saw the new Peter Pan movie, and loved it! This fic will be based more around the movie, than the book, since I've never read the book, hehe... Well, actually, it pretty much takes place long after the movie... Bah, oh well. Just go ahead and read now ^_^
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There came a time in every boy's and girl's life, a time in which they were forced to encounter the inevitable: growing up. Rising from the state of being a child, and falling into the position of an adult. Yet many children feared growing up, becoming an adult, as if it were the plague. They wished for nothing more than to simply remain young, and spend all their days playing and having fun, without a care in the world. Desperately holding onto their adolescence, they struggled to avoid the grown-up world, a world of jobs, constant worrying, and taxes.
But, alas, their struggles would be in vain, for their fate was inescapable. Growing up, it was all a part of life. Everyone grew up sooner or later, though perhaps some more slowly than others. No matter how badly one might wish against it, the fact still remained: everybody grows up. Whether they wanted to or not.
All except for one boy, that is, and his name... was Peter Pan.
Many children knew the tale of Peter Pan, the boy who never grew up. They knew of Neverland, the Lost Boys, the pirates, indians, and mermaids. And of Captain Hook, Peter's fiercest enemy and leader of the pirates. But these stories were all thought to be legends, myths, simply made-up. A fairy-tale, not real at all.
Yet there were a handful of children who knew otherwise. They knew the truth. Peter Pan was no myth or legend. He was real, as real as day. Among that group of children, there were the famous Lost Boys, who lived with Peter himself before they left Neverland. With three other children, who knew that Peter Pan and Neverland were real. And those three, were John and Michael Darling, and their older sister... Wendy.
Wendy and her brothers experienced some grand adventures in Neverland, like none they could ever dream of. John and Michael were kidnapped by Captain Hook, along with the lovely Princess Tiger Lily, only to be saved by Peter. John received a kiss from the Indian princess. Michael's beloved teddy bear was healed of its battle wounds. And Wendy... Wendy experienced her first crush... and her first kiss.
Finally, when it was time to return home, Wendy begged Peter to come and live with them. But, naturally, he refused. He didn't want to grow up, and if he left Neverland behind, then he would. The Lost Boys, however, wanted a real mother and father. So they returned to the Darling home with Wendy, whose mother allowed them to stay.
That may have signaled the last of Wendy's adventures with Peter Pan, but it wasn't the end of Peter. Fifty years later, he would return to the Darling home... only to find many changes, and new faces... though one face looked particularly familiar...
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(( Well, that's the end of chapter one! Yeah, I know it was kinda short, but it was just more of an intro anyway. The next chapter should be up by tomorrow hopefully, and if not, then maybe the next day. I still have to write it, you know :P Welp, that's all for now! ^_^ ))
Author's notes and stuff: This is my first Peter Pan fic, so I hope it turns out okay. I just recently saw the new Peter Pan movie, and loved it! This fic will be based more around the movie, than the book, since I've never read the book, hehe... Well, actually, it pretty much takes place long after the movie... Bah, oh well. Just go ahead and read now ^_^
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There came a time in every boy's and girl's life, a time in which they were forced to encounter the inevitable: growing up. Rising from the state of being a child, and falling into the position of an adult. Yet many children feared growing up, becoming an adult, as if it were the plague. They wished for nothing more than to simply remain young, and spend all their days playing and having fun, without a care in the world. Desperately holding onto their adolescence, they struggled to avoid the grown-up world, a world of jobs, constant worrying, and taxes.
But, alas, their struggles would be in vain, for their fate was inescapable. Growing up, it was all a part of life. Everyone grew up sooner or later, though perhaps some more slowly than others. No matter how badly one might wish against it, the fact still remained: everybody grows up. Whether they wanted to or not.
All except for one boy, that is, and his name... was Peter Pan.
Many children knew the tale of Peter Pan, the boy who never grew up. They knew of Neverland, the Lost Boys, the pirates, indians, and mermaids. And of Captain Hook, Peter's fiercest enemy and leader of the pirates. But these stories were all thought to be legends, myths, simply made-up. A fairy-tale, not real at all.
Yet there were a handful of children who knew otherwise. They knew the truth. Peter Pan was no myth or legend. He was real, as real as day. Among that group of children, there were the famous Lost Boys, who lived with Peter himself before they left Neverland. With three other children, who knew that Peter Pan and Neverland were real. And those three, were John and Michael Darling, and their older sister... Wendy.
Wendy and her brothers experienced some grand adventures in Neverland, like none they could ever dream of. John and Michael were kidnapped by Captain Hook, along with the lovely Princess Tiger Lily, only to be saved by Peter. John received a kiss from the Indian princess. Michael's beloved teddy bear was healed of its battle wounds. And Wendy... Wendy experienced her first crush... and her first kiss.
Finally, when it was time to return home, Wendy begged Peter to come and live with them. But, naturally, he refused. He didn't want to grow up, and if he left Neverland behind, then he would. The Lost Boys, however, wanted a real mother and father. So they returned to the Darling home with Wendy, whose mother allowed them to stay.
That may have signaled the last of Wendy's adventures with Peter Pan, but it wasn't the end of Peter. Fifty years later, he would return to the Darling home... only to find many changes, and new faces... though one face looked particularly familiar...
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(( Well, that's the end of chapter one! Yeah, I know it was kinda short, but it was just more of an intro anyway. The next chapter should be up by tomorrow hopefully, and if not, then maybe the next day. I still have to write it, you know :P Welp, that's all for now! ^_^ ))