DISCLAIMERS/NOTES

1. This is a fan fiction based on properties/characters and/or versions of, owned by Disney, as well as characters owned by other companies. I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THEM. This is just for fun.

2. This is partly a femslash story. If you don't like that sort of thing, you won't like this.

3. IMPORTANT: There are some elements in this story some might find questionable or even bizarre. Some of them I do or do not necessarily agree with myself. Please just remember this is FICTION and FICTION ONLY.

4. In conjunction with the above, there are some canon divergences her and there. So you could consider this abit of a "crackfic", if you wish.

PART 2

"Hurry up, Wendy, you're slowing us down!"

Wendy Darling frowned as she and her companions descended from the sky. Below them coming "up" fast were the opening gates of the castle grounds. Even from their great height, thousands of people could be seen waiting to get in. "We're not going to miss it, Peter!" she cried out to the rapidly-retreating form of her boyfriend.

Typically, he paid her no heed. Instead Peter just dived down faster, following the little pixie leading them to the party. Wendy could not even make out Tinker Bell in the distance, though considering the fairy was less than six inches tall, that was understandable.

Finally, after what seemed forever, Wendy landed softly on the grassed ground. There was a sheer wall of people infront of her. It would take ages to actually get into the grounds.

But of course, Peter was never one for waiting. Having landed a full minute before Wendy, he and Tink were already making their way through the mess of Humanity... not that everyone present were actually Human, now Wendy noticed. Was that a fox with a bow-and-arrow?!

Regardless, Peter and Tink had gone on ahead, not even waiting for her. The fairy flew over the heads of the people waiting to get in, pixie dust trailing behind her, while Pan was completely absorbed into the crowd. Wendy groaned as she could almost hear the boy pushing and shoving his way to the front.

It was things like this that only made things even clearer to Wendy, as to what she had to make a decision on...

Sighing in resignation, the sixteen-year-old shuffled into the crowd, moving slowly forward every few minutes. By the time she finally got through the gates, she gazed up at the castle ahead. It was truly astonishing; like something from the stories her mother would read her before bed, back when she was just a little girl.

Of course, she was not a little girl anymore. Hence her recent... issues with Peter.

She spied her friends standing impatiently a few yards away, both with their arms crossed over their chests. "What took you so long, girl?" asked the boy, Tink hovering never more than a foot away from him.

"I was waiting and queuing like a polite person, Peter," replied Wendy. "Not just barging my way in. Really, can't you just calm down sometimes?"

"Pfft," was her boyfriend's reply, blowing his fringe in irritation. "We haven't got time to wait, Wendy."

"That's right," Tink chimed in. Hearing the fairy talk was still odd to Wendy. "We want to see the new prince."

Wendy's face twisted. "Haven't got time... ? You have all the time in the world! You never age!" Inwardly, her guts churned; once more her conflicting feelings made themselves known.

And she was rapidly running out of time where she could avoid them.

"Fine, you stay here," said Tink, before turning to the ageless boy. "C'mon, Pete - we can fly right on upto the balcony and see the new baby!" Peter nodded eagerly.

Wendy blinked. "What? Are you crazy?"

"It'll be fun!" Typical Pan, once more.

Now her jaw clenched. "No."

Peter's brow furrowed. "No?"

"No. We're not going to ruin this for the prince and princess. This is their day, not ours." Wendy stopped short of saying not yours. "Please, Peter," she said, her tone softening. "Just wait. For me." Not the best phrasing, but luckily it flew right over the green-garbed boy.

"OK," he sighed, walking upto her. "Sorry. I know I can get pretty fidgety. I'm just so excited, is all!"

Tink flew to them, looking down ashamedly. "I'm sorry, too."

Her anger abating, Wendy nodded. "I understand. I'm exited myself, but we have to be respectful of other people. Alright?" Great, now she was talking like their mother. Wendy needed a distraction, something...

As if on cue, she spotted someone among the sea of people, and smiled. Fancy seeing her here. "Alice!"

A girl turned her head at Wendy's call, and quirked a brow upon seeing her. It seemed the girl was as surprised to see Wendy as Wendy was seeing her. As Wendy, Peter and Tink approached her, Wendy mused on the girl.

Alice was a couple of years older than Wendy, and certainly different compared to when they first met her. Infact, Wendy often wondered what happened to the formerly innocent-looking girl. Over time, the freshfaced Alice was slowly replaced with a far more sullen young woman. Gone was the flowing gold hair, now dyed jet black and flat. The rosy cheeks gave way to pale skin, almost like Alice was a ghost. Though the iconic blue and white dress remained, it was now tattered and ragged, as if she never wore anything else. And Wendy could never understand what the horseshoe necklace was about.

And that was not even mentioning the knife Alice now brandished... though at least it seemed the castle guards confiscated it today.

Yes, Alice changed alot over the past couple of years - though enough time was past, Wendy was now somewhat used to her current look. "It's nice to see you, Wendy," the girl said, rather distractedly.

"It's great to see you too," the Darling teenager replied. "I trust you got the same invitation we did?"

"Invitation?" Alice seemed confused. She then widened her eyes. "Oh, yes, the invitation! Yes, the open invitation that went around every land? Yes yes, there was one waiting for me in the Hat Shop." Alice's trips to Wonderland were commonplace now, hence Wendy, Peter and the others in their little group often encountering her. After all, Neverland and Wonderland were almost neighbours, just off the yellow-bricked junction to Oz. "No one else was able to come, however."

Peter frowned. "So you're alone? Join us, we'll have a great time." Despite Wendy's current, though internal, dilemma with Pan, she still warmed at his desire to include their friend.

Alice smiled slightly. "That's very kind, but I am with someone." Again, as if on cue, another young woman appeared at Alice's side. She looked older still, probably early 20s, with shoulder-length dark hair, and dressed in a blue dress with white corset. A corset which showed, frankly, a scandalous amount of chest. The girl had a cleavage one could ski down! "This is my girlfriend," Alice declared, taking her companion's hand in hers.

Wendy's eyes nearly bulged. Girlfriend? How unconventional! But who was she to judge? She was, after all, in love with a perpetually-young boy, and... oh dear, was that so wrong thought of that way. Pushing such thoughts away for now, Wendy smiled warmly at the new arrival. "Pleased to meet you."

"Likewise," said Alice's partner. She returned the smile, though Wendy noticed it looked slightly... forced. "My name is... " Her words were cut off when her eyes caught sight of something, and an excited gasp escaped from deep within her. "It's him - it's really him!"

Wendy, Pan, Tinker and Alice all turned to see a couple walking down from the castle entrance hand-in-hand - clearly, they must have arrived very early to already be exiting the royal home. The woman was wearing loose gowns and jewellery, and carrying a noticable baby bump; while her companion was a...

"Quasimodo!" Alice's girlfriend shrieked. "He's such an inspiration to me! Can we go see them, Alice - please?"

Alice smiled lovingly. "Of course, sweetie. Sorry, guys - we'll talk later, I promise." With that, the young woman was dragged away by her enthusiastic girlfriend, leaving Wendy, Peter and Tink somewhat dumbfounded...

TO BE CONTINUED