Hey guys, here's chaper three. Hope you enjoy reading it just as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Peter Pan, if I did the ending would have been way different.
Just as suddenly as she grabs hold of me she lets go while stepping back and looking down at her feet blushing a deep red, "I'm sorry," she says without looking up and I smile while holding my cheek in my hand loving the way her lips felt against my cheek. It brings back the memory of when she first kissed me on the pirate ship.
"Don't worry about it," I say while waving it off but she doesn't look up, "You look different," I say after a bit of silence and this statement makes her look up a bit disappointed, "But you look good," I interject and she smiles shyly while shaking her head and laughing.
"Thank you, I guess," we stand there in awkward silence as I look around the window frame not moving from where I stand on the roof out in the chilly night air, "Would you like to come in," she asks when she notices my wandering gaze as she moves to the side to give me room to pass through.
"Sure," I answer as I float on in landing silently on the carpeted floor of her room. I do a quick scan of it as I turn to her and look at her a bit mockingly and she catches on my gaze fairly quickly.
"What?" she asks confused and I lean my head in the direction of the closet. At first she doesn't understand what I'm signaling until she turns her head and looks at the door of the closet, "Oh," she exclaims while heading for the door and yanking it open revealing two small confused children that look up at her from where they sit, "Sorry boys, but games over,"
"Awww," they whine while standing up and exiting the small closet while shuffling their feet miserably.
Once they're out of the closet Wendy closes the door behind them and looks as they stop and look toward me. It takes them a few minutes to register who I am before their eyes grow wider than a baseball as their mouths form perfectly shaped o's and their jaws almost hitting the floor.
I stand tall and proud crossing my arms across my chest feeling a surge of joy fills my chest as I look down at the two boys I've known since they were babies. They've grown so big it makes my heart squeeze more when I think of how much time I lost.
"PETER!" both boys cry out while launching themselves at me as I catch both of them with no effort at all. They assault me with questions that I can't seem to answer and all the while I laugh as they both examine me thoroughly while I try not to drop them both. Other than being bigger they sure are heavier than the last time I saw them.
"Peter, when did you get here?"
"Where's Tink?"
"Have you gone on any adventures?"
"Who do you go on your adventures with?"
Question after unanswerable question I sit down on the bed with both boys asking at a million miles an hour. Wendy leans against the wall and smiles happily while observing our little reunion with such pride in her eyes. The same pride she used to hold when she watched us all back in Neverland. Other than her age and appearance, she doesn't seem that different than before.
Looking down at the small boys, I compare them to what they used to look like before I left. Both twins look exactly identical and they still seem to hold the ability of talking at the same time. It's as if they were one person in two bodies.
Like Wendy both boys are taller and all trace of baby fat gone from their small cheeks. Their hair is elegantly cut and their clothing is like the clothing that most children around London wear, only more expensive looking than the rest. Their height reaches around my rib cage and they are so clean and pristine that I wouldn't be able to recognize them if they were walking down the busy streets of London.
Just when I'm about to answer all their questions, Duke and Binks surprise me by stating something I had not anticipated anyone, much less them, to discover other than myself. It's almost heartbreaking how quick they caught on.
"Peter, you look different," Duke says eyeing me up and down while tilting his head to the side.
"Yeah, you look older," Binks agrees tilting his head like his brother only in the opposite direction. I look up to Wendy who looks just as awestruck as I do.
"Why is that?" they both ask innocently as I look down at the ground feeling my entire being drain out of me like a rushing river. I was no longer the boy that could not grow up.
Well there was the third chapter and I hope you liked it. Please favorite and review, also add any ideas you guys would like to add in the story. Also I post I post every four days so look up to that. Thanks for reading.