Thank you to everyone who supports me!! YAY!
Disclaimer-I am no Barrie...I wish I was...I'd own Peter Pan and I'd be rich!! College, a car, and clothes!! Not to mention books...
Dedication- To my Troupe, Troupe 1139!! We ruled Districts!!
A firework exploded against Abby's closed eyelids. Her eyes flew open, and for a spilt second she was blinded. She groaned, and pulled the deep purple sheets over her head. It took her mind a second to register that her sheets at home weren't deep purple. She sat bolt upright, her grey eyes wide with astonishment. Everything was bathed in golden sunlight streaming in from two of the four windows. She was sitting in the middle of a giant water bed that took up half the room. It was sunk into the floor, and the rest of the room was slightly elevated.
The first thing that she noticed, three of the walls were painted purple, the same deep purple that was in her purple/light blue tie-dye sheets. The fourth wall was painted black with a swirly solar-system as its crowning glory. Stars were scattered around it and she had a feeling that they glowed in the dark. Along the wall above her head, there rested several shelves, all filled with books. She stood up, shakily, and looked at their spines. They were all of her favorite books. Blinking with amazement, she walked over to the elevated portion of the room, and climbed out of her water-bed.
She stood on the wooden floor, looking at the adorable furniture that graced the area that was to be her living room. Large green and blue bean-bags, a wicker table, Lava lamps, and a rug that covered and softened the hard floors. She sank into a bean-bag, letting her eyes rove around the walls, taking in the Broadway posters, the posters of tigers and hot actors. There were two doors, one that let her go outside, and join Neverland in all of its glory. The other one, she'd never seen before.
She stood up, curiosity snaking through her veins. Her hand stretched to the knob, her eyes shining.
"Abby, wait!" cried Tainyse, the fairy Peter had assigned to her. She fluttered out of large white Chinese lantern that served as her home. She was a light skinned fairy, with stormy silver hair. She was dressed in a navy dress with silver sparkles. Small black shoes clad her tiny feet. Silver, almost transparent wings fluttered around her shoulders. "I want to show you what that does!"
Abby smiled at her. "Alright, Tainyse. What does it do?"
"Open it!" she cried, looking so very excited. "Go on!" Abby laughed, turning the knob and throwing open the door. It opened to a bathroom. But what a bathroom! A Greecen bathing pool sat there in the center, more than ten taps running around the outside. There was a small stall were the toliet rested. But it was like a five-star resort bathroom, everything was amazing and just right. Bubble bath sat on the shelves, and a bowl of hard candies sat near the tub. Abby squealed and disappeared within.
Several minutes later when she emerged, she felt so refreshed, so clean. But there was one problem. "I just wish that I didn't have to wear these clothes for eternity." she said, closing the door with a snap. She fingered her now really dirty jeans and sweat soaked shirt. "I wish I could change."
"That's not a problem." said Tainyse, grinning widely. "Open the door again."
"But it's a bathroom." said Abby, her eyebrows shooting up into her hair-line. Tainyse grinned even wider. Abby opened the door again, and instead of it being a bathroom, it was a walk-in closet! Abby stood there, mouth agape for a split second, then with a scream of delight, dashed inside, and slammed the door behind her. Tainyse giggled while bangs, thuds, rustles and squeals of happiness echoed from underneath the door.
Abby leaped out, arms spread to show her outfit off to its highest degree. She was wearing a black tank top with "Greased Lightnin'!" emblazened with shiny gold script across it, denim jeans and black converses. Bright gold hoops dangled from her ears and she was wearing a shell choker. She danced around, assuring her fluid movement.
"You're wearing that to the second trial?" asked Tainyse, eyes questioning. Abby nodded happily.
"This is sooooooo comfortable!" Just then, her stomach grumbled. "Dang it, I'm hungry. Where do I get food?"
Suddenly a knock sounded on her other door, the one that lead outside. She dashed over, and jerked the door open. A Lost Boy stood on her very tiny patio, swaying as if he were about to fall off, which he was. She quickly stepped back to allow him more room. He quickly straightened up and smiled lopsidedly at her.
"Mornin', miss." he said, tipping his hat (a large floppy tri-cornered affiair). "The second trial will be starting shortly."
"Oh, cool!" she said, smiling. "BTW- Name's Abby, not 'miss'. And I just can't go around calling you "Boy" can I?" He laughed.
"Name's Buzz. On account of my hair." Abby glanced at his shaven dome.
"O-oh, Buzz-CUT." He nodded. "Uh, I missed breakfast." He laughed again.
"Neverland is covered with stuff." he said, gesturing to the trees. "Most of it's not poisonous. Unless Hook's set a trap."
"Okay then. Am I to follow you?"
"Yep."
"'K!" she said, turning back to Tainyse. "Can you watch the place while I'm gone?" Tainyse nodded, then flew back to the Chinese lantern, intent on fixing her hair, which she had been in the middle of doing. Buzz then started down the rope ladder that hung down from the tiny patio to the forest floor below. (Tainyse and Abby had agreed early on that the house should be in the trees). When her feet hit the loam and dirt, a mouse scamppered up to her. It looked up at her with it's green eyes.
"It's not afraid." said Abby, amazed, kneeling to stroke its head. Her finger ran over its soft white fur. It closed its eyes and smiled. Buzz chuckled.
"Not much is scared here, except if the Croc is chasing you." He commented, looking up at the sky. "It's almost time. You lose points if you're late."
"Oh, best be going then." she said, reluctantly standing up, leaving the mouse all by itself. She followed Buzz to a courtyard where there was a basketball hoop, a skateboard ramp, and stadium seats. The seats were filled with eager looking Lost Boys, all munching something. One was even holding an ice-cream cone.
"'Bout time." snarled Rufe'o, inspecting an array of swords, all shining, dangerous and beautiful. Her eyes were caught on the shining gems in some handles and the blink-worthy shine of the blades. She blinked rapidly, breaking the spell. She strolled up, flicking up a blade into her hands.
"We usin' these today?" she asked, flipping the shining blade from hand to hand.
"Nope." said Rufe'o, tossing his down amoung the rest. "Today is the Insulting and Bragging challenge."
"Oh." she said, laying her blade alongside its fellows. She stood, brushing her hands off on her jeans. "Well, who do I have the honor of challenging today?" she asked.
"Me." snapped Rufe'o.
"Why? I beat you sound enough yesterday." said Abby, smirking at the memory.
"The one who challenges you first challenges you always." said Rufe'o, cracking his knuckles. Abby raised an eyebrow.
"We ain't fist-fightin', are we?" she asked, worriedly. Buzz shook his head.
"It's against the rules to hit during an Insulting and Bragging trial." said Peter, from his perch above the basketball hoop. He sat there, cross-legged, with Tinkerbell on his shoulder. Abby bowed to him, and he bowed from his position. "To your corners, challengers!" he shouted, earning cheers from the cheap seats.
Abby and Rufe'o went to seperate corners. They turned and faced each other. Buzz stepped into the middle of the ring.
"AH-TTENTION!" he bellowed, grabbing the attention of every Lost Boy there. "FOR THOSE WHO DO NOT KNOW THE RULES-!"
"WE KNOW THE RULES!" shouted the Lost Boys from the stadium. Buzz studiously ignored them.
"YOU MUST BRAG ABOUT YOURSELF AND INSULT THE OTHER! NO REPEATS, FOUL LANGUAGE NOR MENTIONS ABOUT GAYITY! THE ONE WHO GIVES UP OR CAN'T THINK OF AN INSULT/BRAG, LOSES! TO GO UNTIL ONE ANNOUNCES DEFEAT! READY? BEGIN!!" He scamppered out of the way fairly quickly.
Rufe'o went down into a crouch, and started stalking towards his victim. Abby stood there, nonchalant, studying her fingernails and muttering about what color she was to paint them later. Rufe'o suddenly charged her, stopping just short of her feet and stamping his feet so dust rose in a large choking cloud.
"RAWR! I'm Wild Wolf Rufe'o!! Born at midnight in the darkness of the middle of a storm!"
"I say, what dreadful weather you had. Did you get wet?" Laughter rippled around the arena, and Abby smiled as she wiped dust off of her shirt.
"I eat pirates for breakfast!" shouted Rufe'o, sticking his face in hers. She leaned back, waving a hand delicately in front of her nose.
"Jeez, it sure smells like you did! Ever heard of breath mints?" Rufe'o growled, then beat his chest.
"I'm as tough as steel, and I ain't afraid of no man!"
"Well, I ain't a man, you yeller-bellied, snake-tounged, tumble-weed colored, skunk head."
"Prissy, sassy, needy, whiny chick-en!"
"Ignorant ignoramous." Rufe'o looked confused for a second.
"Com'n Rufe'o, you're the man!" shouted several guys from the side-lines.
"Go ABBY!" shouted several more, leaning forward in their seats.
"Whale blubber!" Abby paused for a moment, then looked straight into his eyes. As she spoke, her voice got deeper and more dangerous.
"MY name is Abigail Ananova Delicore. I was born on the night of a full moon, stars shining to bless me. I weigh 99 lbs, I am 4'10" tall, I am a black-belt in Tae-Kown-Do, I can kick your scrawny butt all the way to the pirate ship, and I am not. Afraid. Of. Anything." As she had been speaking, she walked closer and closer to Rufe'o. He backed up, not liking the look in her eyes. "I can see into your soul, and all I can see is a small mouse. A small, insigificant mouse. A mouse with red skunk stripes. Now, I will make that mouse disappear...Eleka nahmen nahmen, ah tum ah tum eleka nahmen. Eleka nahmen nahmen ah tum ah tum eleka nahmen..."
Rufe'o squawked, and tumbled backwards. "I-I didn't know you could do magic!"
"Eleka nahmen nahmen, ah tum ah tum eleka nahmen. Eleka nahmen nahmen ah tum ah tum eleka nahmen..." she continued, staring at him, her eyes wide. Her voice grew and shrank. The words flowed.
"I give! I give!" shouted Rufe'o, holding his hands over his face. He had been reduced to a quivering pile on the floor. Buzz dashed forward. He grabbed Abby's hand and thrust it in the air.
"THE WINNER!!!" he shouted, causing so many Lost Boys to cheer, and several more to moan at the fall of their champion. Rufe'o patted himself down, making sure that there was no extra parts growing from unusual places, or that he wasn't changing into anything unnatural.
"What was that you were saying?" Buzz whispered into her ear as all of the boys cheering for her came out of the stands to pat her on the back, cheer her on, or meet her.
"It's from a song...'No Good Deed' from 'Wicked'." Upon seeing the confused look on his face, she muttered. "It's a musical." He nodded like he knew what she was talking about.
The crowd parted, and Peter came striding through their ranks, looking like a demi-god in his leaves, tanned skin and golden hair. His smarmy grin made her grin back at him.
"You made it past!" he said, punching her gently on the shoulder. She grinned widely, then punching him on his shoulder.
"Two down, one to go!" she said, flashing a peace sign. "I have a feeling that it has to do with swords tomorrow." Peter grinned and nodded.
"Remember, you must pass all three trials to stay. " he said. Suddenly, Rufe'o popped up at his elbow.
"Peter, she's a bloody witch! She tried to magick me!"
"It wasn't magic." sighed Abby. "It's part of a song from the musical 'Wicked'. If you don't believe me, come back to my tree-house and I'll prove it."
"Then prove it." snarled Rufe'o, his teeth bared, looking oddly wolf-ish. Abby shrugged.
"Fine, follow me."
Several minutes later...
"..Let his flesh not be torn
let his blood leave no stain
though they beat him
let him fell no pain
let his bones never break
and however they try
to destroy him
let him never die
let him never die
Eleka Nahmen Nahmen
Ah tum ah tum Eleka Nahmen
Eleka Nahmen Nahmen
Ah tum ah tum eleka...eleka...uhhh
What good is this chanting
I don't even know what I'm reading..."
"See?" said Abby, snapping off the boombox. Rufe'o glared at her from his position in leaning against the door-frame. Other boys were gathered in her house, admiring the decorations, and the basic coolness.
"So?" he snapped, turning around. "I'm still gonna kick your butt at swords, and you haveta pass all three trials to stay." He vanished, dropping back down to the forest floor. Little by little, the boys left, all awe-struck by the lavishness of the tree-house. Soon, she was alone with Tainyse.
"I'm so hungry." said Abby, falling backwards onto her bed, bobbing up and down with the flow of the water.
"You know that a Never-Apple tree is right outside, right?" asked Tainyse, darting outside, and sitting right on a delicious looking purple apple. Abby walked over to the window and leaned against it. The blue-leafed tree swayed in the breeze before her eyes, the purple apples looking like strange Christmas tree decorations. She reached out a hand and plucked one.
Biting into it, blue juices running down her chin, she looked out over the view. She was just underneath the treetops, and she could see a grey-blue smoke rising accompanied by the echo of wild war whoops. She grinned, showing off her blue-tinted teeth as she inhaled the smell of sea-breezes mixed with smoke. She turned her head and glanced to the east. Sunlight sparkled off of water enticingly. A gentle breeze caressed her hair as she leaned out further to grab another apple.
As she bit enuthisastically into the apple, she glanced to the west and more water sparkled. She smiled and tossed the core down to the ground. She pulled her head into her house and pulled a coin from her pocket.
"Heads I go east, tails I go west." she muttered, flipping the coin. Tainyse fluttered back in and watched the coin hit solid ground. "Tails. West." said Abby, going to the door and shimming down the rope ladder. Her feet soon hit the ground and she started treking off in the direction of west.
Tainyse sat at her authentic Puss-in-Boots vainity, and started to put up her hair. Just as she had hooked in place, she remembered. "The west...Mermaid's Lagoon!" She darted out, flying at full speed to Hangman's Tree.
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