Chapter 2: Meeting Peter Pan

Wendy was fast asleep; little did she know that her secret fan of her stories was hovering over her bed. Peter had seen that the window was open, he knew that coming probably wasn't a good idea but he did it anyway, first he looked at John and Michael and then at Wendy.

"She looks so peaceful" Peter thought

Peter had gotten use to sleeping with one eye open; he was always on the alert, never knowing when the pirates were going to strike. Not only that but he often had nightmares about the night Hook had killed Rain, so he really didn't get much sleep to begin with. As he was lost in thought Wendy opened her eyes and gasped.

Peter startled flew back against the wall, in that moment Nana woke up and jumped at him, Peter quickly dodge her, but Nana had grabbed Peter's shadow and nearly pulled him back into the nursery. Peter pulled down the window in an attempt to escape but he and his shadow got separated and Peter went flying back, he quickly took off into the sky.

"How could I be so stupid" he thought as quickly flew back to Neverland

The next night Peter sat on the rooftop and waited until he saw George and Mary leave the house. When they finally left Peter's fairy Tinkerbelle opened the window she flew around the room and Peter slowly walked inside. Tinkerbelle lead him over to the draw where Nana locked his shadow, she pointed down, Peter nodded and opened it and the shadow came flying out, he closed the draw up quickly without noticing Tink was still inside. Peter grabbed it and took it back to the nursery.

Peter had gone to the bathroom and got some soap and tried to stick it back on "come on" he said to himself, but it wouldn't stick, he threw the soap out of frustration. Peter now thinking it was hopeless buried his head in his hands and started crying, just then he got startled by a voice.

"Boy, why are you crying?" said Wendy looking down at Peter

Peter shot up in the air and hit his head on the ceiling, Wendy was amazed "you can fly" she said excited.

Peter poked his head out from behind the chandler; Wendy was smiling and giggling like a little girl in a candy store. Peter back flipped down to the ground and bowed to Wendy; Wendy still excited got out of bed and bowed to him.

After they exchanged names, Peter thinking her name was a bit long, and still acting like a scared little mouse, she asked him where he lived and he pointed, "2nd star to the right and then straight on till mourning" he responded. Wendy wanted to know if they put that on the letters "You always ask this many questions?" Peter asked

"Oh, well it's not everyday a boy who can fly visits my nursery"

"I'm only here to get my shadow, I can't get it to stick back on, Peter sat back down, grabbed the soap and started trying to stick it on again.

Wendy sat down next to him and started giggling, Peter looked at her "it's not funny" he said, and then he reconsidered his situation "ok maybe it is a little funny" he said with a slight smile.

"I could sew it on for you" Wendy got out her house wife kit "this may hurt a little"

After Wendy sewed the shadow back on, Peter got up and straightened it, he smiled as it was finally back on, then he turned to Wendy and bowed "thank you my lady" Peter said

Wendy got up and bowed back "your welcome sir" she said smiling

"One girl is truly worth more then 20 boys"

"You really think so?"

"I know so, I live with boys, mostly boys, were known as the lost boys, part of the lost children of Neverland."

"How are you lost" Wendy asked

"We just get lost, most of us are said to fall out of our prams, though it's not always that way, but if were not claimed in seven days we get sent to the Neverland."

"Are there girls to?"

"Girls are usually much too clever to fall out of their prams, but it does happen from time to time."

"Do you know any girls" Wendy asked

"We only have one girl right now her name is Emily"

"Are you two close" Wendy asked

"I should hope so, she is my little sister"

"And there was another girl when I was younger, we called her Rain, but she left us" Peter said simply

"How did you and Emily become lost?"

"I don't remember, I was a small boy when it happened, and Emily was just a baby, Tink is the one who bought us to Neverland."

"Who's Tink?" Wendy asked

"She's our fairy" Peter said

Wendy was about to say there's no such thing as fairies; Peter stopped telling her that every time someone says that a fairy falls down dead, just then he realized Tinkerbelle was missing.

"Tinkerbelle?" Peter asked "Tink, where are you Tink?" Wendy grabbed his shoulder excited "You don't mean to tell me there's a fairy in this room"

Peter closed his eyes and started listening, he heard what sounded like bells coming from the draw and walked over to open it Tinkerbelle flew out not to happy, she started insulting Peter. "I'm sorry Tink, I didn't know you were in the draw" Tink just insulted him some more "Calm down Tink, I let you out didn't I" Peter said

"Oh Peter she's so lovely" said Wendy happily

"Did you hear that Tinkerbelle, Wendy thinks your lovely," Tinkerbelle just throw out more insults

"What did she say?" Wendy asked "That you're a great big ugly girl" Peter responded

"You should be nice to her Tinkerbelle, she did get me shadow back on for me and we do come to listen to her stories"

"You like my stories" Wendy asked

"Love them" Peter responded "I tell them to the others, me and Emily both love the one about the prince who couldn't find the lady who wore the glass slipper."

"That was Cinderella, he found her and they lived happily ever after"

Tinkerbelle motioned to the window, Peter looked at her "right Tink, I'm coming" he turned to Wendy "I should get going; it was nice to meet you Wendy."

"Oh Peter please don't leave, I know lots more stories, stories I could tell the others."

"You want to come with me?" Peter asked

"Oh, I cannot fly" Wendy said

"And it wouldn't be a good idea" Peter said heading out the window

"Wait, you'll come back won't you"

"Of course I'll come back" Peter said "No one ever gets bored of your stories"

"Peter wait, would you at least meet my brothers, John and Michael" Wendy asked

Peter looked over at there beds "I don't know" Peter said nervously

"Please" Wendy asked "I'm sure they would love to meet you"

Peter rolled his eyes and smiled "all right" Peter said "I'll meet your brothers"

To be continued