Alright, as promised, this is where things start to get serious. Hope you Enjoy!
Although there was no reason for her to hurry, Tinkerbell still flew at a very fast speed through the forest. Her head was still spinning with thoughts of how Peter was going to react when she showed up. Deep down, she wanted to believe that he wouldn't be too angry with her, but she knew him better than that, and chances are, he was definitely going to be a little upset.
Normally Tink enjoyed the flight to Peters hideout, as it took her through some of the most beautiful parts of Neverland. She went through lush, tropical forests, over a deep box canyon that went so far down that she could barely make out the raging river at the bottom of it, and one of the things in particular that always caught her eye, were Neverlands massive snow-capped mountains which glittered brilliantly as the sun shined against them. But today, all her attention was on Peter, and as she sped through the forest, the only thing she did notice were the dark clouds forming far off in the distance over the ocean. Normally this meant trouble for fairies since they couldn't fly in the rain, but Tink figured she'd be home long before they reached Neverland.
Not long after noticing the rain clouds, Tinkerbell finally came into view of the rock formation where Peters cave was located. Before approaching the cave, Tink stopped and took a moment to think. She hovered in one spot and closed her eyes.
"Okay, I can do this. Just come in smiling, act extra nice to him, calmly explain what happened, and tell him we'll go some other time. It's gotta work, it has to work, gosh I hope it works." She said quietly to herself.
After taking a few deep breaths, Tink slowly made her way toward the cave entrance. When she came into sight of it, she noticed one of the lost boys, Curly, was standing in front of it. He almost looked as if he was guarding it. Tink sighed and approached the entrance. Curly simply stood there, not moving an inch. Tink hovered in front of him and put her hands on her hips.
"Excuse me." She said impatiently
"Whats the password?" Curly asked authoritatively.
But Tink was in no mood for games. "CURLY, MOVE YOUR ASS BEFORE I KICK IT!" She screamed.
"That'll do." Curly said quickly as he hastily stepped aside.
Tink glared at him as she passed. "Idiot." She said under her breath.
Inside the cave, the other Lost Boys were all so busy wrestling with each other that they didn't even notice Tink come in. She quickly scanned the cave for Peter. When she found him, he was sitting by himself in the corner, blowing on his pan flute. Tink took a deep breath as she approached him.
"Uh, hey there kiddo! Whats up?" Tink asked in her cheeriest voice, forcing her best smile.
Peter stopped playing, gave her a quick glance, and then went back to blowing into his flute.
Tink gave a long hard sigh. "So, you're probably wondering why I took so long to get here." She said, then paused.
Peter didn't even bother to stop playing this time.
Tink continued. "It's actually a pretty funny story now that I think about it. You see, when I left my home today, I was stopped by a couple of co-workers who reminded me of some work that I had forgotten to take care of and-"
"I thought you said you were done with your work." Peter interrupted.
"Yeah, well i had been so preoccupied with hanging out with you that I had completely forgotten about a few things I needed to get done." Tink said, still trying to sound cheery.
"Oh, so it's my fault." Peter said irritably.
At this point, Tink decided to drop the happy tone. "What? No, I'm not saying that. It was just a small mistake I made and I had to fix it today, no big deal."
Now Peters expression turned angry. "Wait a minute, are you saying hanging out with me was a mistake?" He asked angrily.
"Peter, will you stop putting words in my mouth! I'm not saying that hanging out with you was a mistake, it was slacking off on my work that was the mistake. I'm sorry I was late today, alright? Now will you please drop the attitude?" Tink asked, her voice raising a little.
"Whatever." Peter scoffed, and started playing his flute again.
Tink sighed and turned away from him. This wasn't going as well as she hoped it would.
"So, are we still going out to that island?" Came Peters voice from over her shoulder.
Tink turned around and shook her head. "Uh, look Peter, it's past noon. By the time we get out there, the suns gonna be starting to set, and we wouldn't have enough time to mess around there and then leave before it gets dark. I think we should just go another time." She said calmly.
Peter gave a long hard sigh. "Fine, how about tomorrow, or will you be too busy then as well?" Peter asked in an annoyed tone.
Tink shook her head again. "Sorry Petey Boy, that's not gonna work for me. I'm having a picnic with my girlfriends tomorrow. I haven't hung out with them in a while, and I really want to spend the day with just them." She said, still trying to remain calm.
But upon hearing this, Peter lost it. It swiftly through his pan flute on the ground next to him and kick the cave wall.
"Dove Dammit!" He shouted.
And that finally pushed Tink over the edge. The glowing red fairy quickly flew over to Peter and gave him sharp slap on the face.
"PETER, WATCH YOUR MOUTH!" She screamed so loudly that the Lost Boys all abruptly stopped what they were doing and looked over at the two.
"What do you mean watch my mouth? You swear all the time!" Peter shouted as he rubbed the area on his face where he had been slapped.
"I don't take Mother Doves name in vain, and I have zero tolerance for people who do!" Tink shouted back, still fuming with rage.
"Oh, will you stop it? You're acting like my mother!" Peter exclaimed as he turned away from her.
"Well, somebody around here has to." Tink said as she flew in front of him.
Peter turned away from her again and folded his arms in disgust.
Now Tink was beginning to shake violently with rage. Steam was starting to emanate from her glowing red body.
"Peter, I am seriously getting sick of you acting like a whiny little brat every time something doesn't go your way! I have other friends besides you, and I want to spend some time with them! Why is that so hard for you to accept? We'll go to the island some other time, that shipwreck's not gonna go anywhere, alright! To be honest, it's really not all that fascinating anyway!" Tink shouted, sounding nearly out of breath.
"But I wanted to see it today!" Peter said, as he kicked the cave wall again.
"Well, too bad! It ain't gonna happen!" Tink shouted sternly.
Peter glared at the tiny pixie, and Tink glared back. The two just glared at each other for a good 15 to 20 seconds. Eventually, Peter turned away from her for a third time and folded his arms again.
Tink gave another long hard sigh. "You know, I was hoping we could just find something else to do today, but seeing as you'd rather act like a baby, I guess I'll just leave." Tink said as she took off for the cave exit.
"Tink..." Came Peters voice from behind her.
Tink stopped in mid-flight, and quickly turned around.
"What?" Tink asked, sounding fairly annoyed.
"Do-do you still care about me?" Peter asked quietly. His voice sounded like it was starting to break.
Tink hovered there dumbfounded. Where the hell did Peter get the idea that she didn't care about him? And on top of it, he sounded like he was about to cry! Except for when they first met, Tink had never seen Peter cry. There was truly something serious happening here.
"Peter, what the hell?" Tink asked in a tone of disbelief.
"Do you?" Peter asked again, a tone of severe urgency in his voice.
Tink continued to hover in place. The look on her face was one of pure shock. She couldn't believe Peter would have the nerve to ask her something like this.
"Peter, for crying out loud! Do you think I would've bothered to snatch a live bomb out of your hands if I didn't care about you?" Tink asked in an exasperated tone. Her voice was beginning to break as well.
Peter didn't say anything, he just closed his eyes and turned his face away from Tinks.
"Honestly Peter, I knew you'd be upset about me being late, but I never thought you'd be this bothered by it. I mean, seriously! What gave you the idea that I don't care about you?" Tink asked, trying to hold back her tears.
"It's not just the whole 'you being late thing' that's bothering me... there's something else." Peter said as he looked back up at Tinkerbell.
Tink landed on a rock next to the one Peter was sitting on. "What? What is it that's bothering you?" She asked.
Peter remained quiet for a few seconds, and then looked away from Tinkerbell. It seemed as though he didn't want to say what it was.
"Peter please, you can tell me anything." Tink said as she put her small hand on top of his.
After a few more seconds of silence, Peter finally spoke. "For the past few months we've been hanging out, I've been getting this feeling that you'd rather be with your fairy friends than with me."
"Wha-what? Why would you think that?" Tink asked, a tone of hurt in her voice.
Peter gave a small sigh. "Well, for one thing, you talk about them way more than you used to for the past few months."
"Well, gosh Peter, I just thought you'd like hearing about them from time to time." Tink said.
"From time to time? Tink you never shut up about them! It's really starting to get annoying! I only pretended to enjoy listening to you go on about them because I didn't want to get you upset! I really can't stand you when you get upset!" Peter exclaimed.
Tink stood there with her mouth agape, then scoffed. "Well ex-CUSE me for trying to have a conversation that isn't just about how great you are!"
Peter rolled his eyes and scoffed. "What are you talkin' about?"
Tink groaned. "You know damn well what I'm talking about! All you ever go on about is how totally amazing you are, how every great thing you ever achieved, you achieved on your own, how you're 'the best there ever was!' Well guess what, not only am I sick of hearing about it, but a good majority of it is bullshit!"
Now Peter looked seriously offended. "You're Wrong! It's the damned truth and you know it!" He shouted, his face was now as red as Tinks body.
"Oh, yeah right! Have you forgotten that you wouldn't even be here in Neverland if it weren't for me? I could've just left you crying there in that park, but I didn't, I didn't beacuse I felt sorry for you. I thought bringing you here would be a nice thing for me to do. I thought if I did, I'd find a true friend in you. I had plenty of friends in Pixie Hollow, but for some reason, you seemed special. Some of my fairy friends weren't cool with me hanging out with a human, I lost a few friendships because of that. But you know what? I didn't let that bother me. I really felt like we had something Peter, and no matter how annoying it got listening to you blab on about how great you are, I stuck with you. But now you get all upset at me because you think me wanting to spend some time with my other friends means I don't care about you? I-I just don't know what to say." Tink said, panting a little after her long speech.
Peter just sat there in silence for a moment. He seemed to be taking in what Tinkerbell had just said. Then he spoke. "You know what Tink? Maybe I don't need you to stick by me." He said coldly.
Tinks jaw dropped at hearing this. "What the hell are you saying?" She said in a tone of disbelief.
"I'm saying if you'd rather be with your fairy friends than with me, then maybe that's what you should do!" Peter shouted.
Tink couldn't believe what she was hearing. Was he really about to end their friendship over something as trivial as this? This was ridiculous behavior even for him!
"Peter you had better be kidding around!" Tink shouted angrily.
"No, I'm not Tink! Even though you never actually said it, you've made it petty obvious that you enjoy being with them more than you do being with me."
"Peter, I-" Was all Tink got out before Peter interrupted her.
"I know you saved me with the whole bomb thing, but like you said last night, it wouldn't have happened at all if you hadn't blabbed about the hideout in the first place!" Peter shouted.
Tink opened her mouth to speak, but Peter interrupted her again.
"You know, I'll bet you wouldn't hesitate for a second to tell Hook where this hideout is if you had the chance!" He sneered.
"YOU LITTLE..." Tink screamed as she leaped into the air, raised her hand in a fist and prepared to send a massive punch to his face.
Peter quickly pulled his dagger out from the sheath at his waist and aimed at her. Tinks eyes went wide and she quickly raised her hands into a surrender position. Now he was pulling a weapon on her? This kid was out of his mind!
"Peter, put the dagger down." Tink said, trying to sound calm.
Peter continued to point it at her, glaring hostily at his friend. Tink took a deep breath and tried again.
"Peter, please calm down. Just drop the dagger and we'll talk about this, okay?"
After a few seconds, Peter slowly lowered his dagger, then put it back in his sheath.
Tink quietly hovered in place. She desperately wanted to say something, but couldn't think of anything at the moment. Eventually, it was Peter who spoke first.
"Tinkerbell, I want you to leave this cave, and never come back. I don't ever want to see you again." Peter said, calmly but sternly.
At hearing this, Tink s rage immediately faded. It was replaced by a feeling of utter sadness. Tears were begining to form in her eyes, her throat went dry and her body began to go numb.
"Peter, please I-"
"GO!" Peter shouted so loudly that the rock crumbled from the ceiling.
Tink reeled back upon hearing Peter shout like this. She slowly turned away from him and headed for the exit. She passed the Lost Boys, who watched her silently as she fluttered by them.
Tink paused at the cave exit and thought for a moment. She couldn't believe that after all they had been through together, he was willing to end their friendship just like that. She didn't want it to end this way, she wasn't going to let it end this way! She had to try to get through to him one more time. Tink slowly turned around to see that Peter was now standing with his head against the cave wall. She took a deep breath, and spoke.
"Peter, I brought you here. I want to be with you. But you have to understand that I have a life outside of you. I do everything I can to make time for all the people I love, but sometimes I have to put my other responsibilities before them, and I don't enjoy when that happens, but it still happens, and you just have to learn to accept that." She said calmly but firmly.
Peter continued to face the wall. Tink took another breath and spoke again.
"I am truly sorry for what happened today, from the bottom of my heart I am, but still, the way you acted was way uncalled for. I know I messed up big time today, but think of all the other times I've spent with you. I feel like I've been a very good friend to you over our time together, and you've been a good friend to me, but honestly, what more did you want from me?" She asked.
Peter quickly spun around. "I wanted you to always be there for me!" He shouted.
Tink hovered there with a surprised look on her face. She was totally speechless at that moment. Peter just stood there, glaring at her harder than he had ever glared before. It took some time but Tinkerbell finally managed to find her voice.
"Peter, when I have I not been there for you?" She asked, her voice now trembling with sadness.
"Today, you weren't here for me today." Peter said quietly. And with that, he turned to face the wall again.
Tink opened her mouth to speak again, but then realized there was no point. No matter how hard she tried, she knew that Peter wasn't going to understand and forgive her for what happened today. Tink could no longer manage to hold her tears back, and they streamed heavily down her face. After a few seconds, she turned around and quickly flew out of the cave. As far at those two were concerned, their friendship was over.
Okay, I hope you're all getting emotionally involved in the story by now. Trust me, things are about to get way worse for Tinkerbell in the next chapter. I don't want to give anything away, but the pirates are coming up! Next chapter will be soon, I'll see ya'll then!