Cohorts and Cahoots
Jamelynn was to be gone for a year, and Peter was left behind in Never Neverland. Nothing much interesting happens during this year. The twins get older, and they become more experienced. There is, actually, one interesting thing that happens during this year. One thing that is quite important to mention. A conversation between two unlikely characters that could be the cause for the course of events in our story.
"Andalina! Are you here Andalina?" A small bell like voice whispered. Another voice replied and two lights could be seen in the darkness. One was a faint yellow, the other a pale grey green. They looked like they were in a hurry, as if each was missing something important.
"Tinkerbell what is this all about? Why have you asked me to meet you here?" Andalina buzzed, distraught at leaving her child alone.
"I don't know why but Peter and Jamelynn existing together brings discomfort to my mind." Tinkerbell confessed.
"I know what you mean, but what do you suggest? We can't exactly control that. They aren't the first twins in Neverland, but why do we feel so threatened by them?" Andalina agreed. They both shrugged.
"Ever wonder how they got here? Ever wonder why their mother just abondoned them? Perhaps she knew how... powerful they would become, and felt afraid. Should we feel just as afraid?" Tinkerbell asked. Andalina sighed. She loved Jamelynn dearly, and Tink loved Peter.
"What if there was a way? What if we found a way so that they could exist together?" Andalina suggested. Tinkerbell looked at her friend expectantly. "I remember something saying when Power wishes to control, fighting together is better than against." Andalina said hoping Tinkerbell would catch her drift.
"Are you saying, we make them... and then maybe their clashing personalities will... and that will turn them... that could work." Tinkerbell exclaimed, their plan forming in her mind. "I guess I'll work on Peter you work on Jamelynn." Tink said sadly.
"Yes, that'll work. Well I'll be seeing you my friend. Take care." Andalina said her good byes and disappeared. Tinkerbell sighed, this was gonna be a long year.
She flew back to the tree house and over to where Peter slept peacefully. "I'm sorry about this Peter. You'll forgive me... eventually." She whispered in his ear. The only way she and Andalina could do this was if they did it at the right moment.
Andalina? Are you with me? Tink thought. She felt the surge of Andalina's power, and she knew the time was now. We shall start. The fairies chanted old words and asked for the power to remove something from each of the twins. With the ritual done, our story continues, but at a separate pace. For neither twin knows the other exists.