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Okay enough of my babbling on with Chapter 4! Hope you enjoy :)


Chapter Four: Stories

Peter flew back to the hideout as fast as he could, Tinkerbelle right on his heels. This was important and nothing was going to stop him from doing this. Once the hideout was insight he slowed down just a fraction before coming to a stop.

He looked both ways twice before pulling the vine that opened the door of the secret hideout that was hidden below the old oak. As soon as the bark door opened he jumped down into the dark black hole.

Peter slid down the large slide and as soon as his feet reached the light at the end of the slide he propelled himself into the air doing a summersault in the air before landing on his feet in front of the Lost Boys.

The Lost Boys were boys that had run away from their parents at a young age to Neverland, home of the Faeries and Peter Pan.

But that was long ago now, almost a hundred years ago and the boys lived under Peter's rule for he was their chief, their captain and to them their father.

Now Peter stood before them with an eager smile on his face. "Boys," He began "I'm going away for a while so I am putting Slightly in charge."

Slightly, the oldest Lost Boy under Peter, grinned a grin that went from ear to ear that would have put the cat from the strange girls stories to shame. The rest of the Lost Boys groaned and started arguing.

Peter just laughed at them amused at their reaction before growing frustrated 'I don't have time for this' Peter thought

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"Enough!" Peter yelled loudly, making all the boys become silent. "Me and Tink are going to the mainland to find out the rest of the story about the slipper."

The boys let out a cheer and one of the twins said to Peter "Well you'd better get going then." "Wouldn't want to miss out" Piped up the other.

At that Peter flashed a smile before zooming off out of the hideout, yelling "Be Good!" over his shoulder as he left.

As soon as he reached fresh air he flew upwards, with the speed of a cheater out of Neverland to the Mainland, to the strange girls house.

When Peter and Tink finally arrived at the Mainland they made a beeline for the strange girls (this is the Fords house but Peter thinks that Wendy lives there) house which they knew off-bye-heart after many trips to hear her stories.

Upon arriving he saw three children, two boys and a girl, playing pirates with sticks. Peter hovered just below the window sill and rested his arms on the ledge and putting his head on them and watched them play. 'Jeez this girl is actually pretty good' Peter thought 'for a girl I mean."

Peter chuckled as the girl slid one of the boys, ('the oldest one by the look of it' Peter thought) sword out of his hand with hers.

Quite a while later the girl sat the boys down and started telling them the rest of the story of the girl with them slipper. At this Peter opened the window just a fraction so he could hear what the girl was saying. She began telling the rest of the story, and the two boys on the floor just looked at her in great interest.

Peter listened intently to the strange girl, occasionally throwing quick glances over at Tink to see what she thought and always seeing her looking at the strange girl just as the two boys inside were doing.

Towards the very end of the story all three of the children started acting along with the story which was a fighting scene all the while the strange girl was telling the story. Peter let out a small chuckle and immediately knew that this was a mistake. As soon as the sound left his lips their dog started barking like there was no tomorrow.

The three children didn't seem to notice and just kept laughing and playing ('thank God' thought Peter) but the dog just barked louder and louder at the window causing Peter not to hear the end of the story. 'That STUPID dog' thought Peter angrily.

Peter lingered at the window to watch the children play and Peter caught himself looking at the strange girl repeatedly and every time he felt a strange feeling in his stomach which he was unsure of.

All too soon the children stopped playing and the two boys left the room leaving the strange girl and the still barking dog.

"Nanna." The strange girl said loudly, her voice was sweet and soothing yet strong and authoritive. It reminded Peter of the Faerie Queen Clarion in Pixie Hollow back in Neverland. At the sound of the girls' voice the dog was silenced. It gave a pointed look at Wendy then pointed its snout at the window as if to say 'there's something out there, there is'.

The girl walked over to the window and opened it. Peter was quick and quickly flew around the window and to the roof, peeking over the edge. The strange girl looked down then side to side followed by a look to the sky. This surprised Peter and he only just had time to pull his head back to keep himself from site.

After a while Peter knew that the girl was gone so he floated back down to the window which the girl had left open and flew inside. He looked around the room to see a desk, scattered with many different bits and bobs, which Tinkerbelle flew over to with a chime to poke around, a box that contained the fake swords and knifes along with other things, and three set of draws next to a bed each.

Above each bed there was a word, which Peter tried and succeeded to read after a few long minutes of staring. Above the first bed, which was closest to the door was the name John. The quilt and pillow covers of the bed was a green camouflaged pattern and laying on top of the bed was an umbrella and a top hat. Both of these things Peter had no idea of but he thought nothing of it because there were a great number of things in this world that he did not understand.

Moving onto the next bed he saw the word Michael above the bed which had a cloud covered quilt and pillow case. Sitting on the pillows was a small, tattered teddy. At seeing this he thought that this bed must belong to the younger of the two boys.

After a while Peter looked over to the last bed. It had a white quilt cover on it with black patterns. A bag with clothes sat on the end of the bed and lying atop of the bag was a strange contraption that had a white cord wrapped around it. This device made Peter curious but he decided against going over and picking it up just in case the owner realised it had been moved.

Moving his eyes up to the wall he saw a word... no a name. After staring at the name for a while he finally understood that it read Wendy in large cursive writing. 'This must be the girl's bed' Peter thought 'Wendy... pretty name for a pretty girl' Peter blushed when he caught himself thinking this. He quickly looked over his shoulder at Tinkerbelle who was still poking around at things on the desk in the corner.

Peter smiled before returning to look at the bed 'Whoo that was close, if Tink was to see ME blushing she wouldn't get off my back about trying to know why... and she'd kill me cause I wasn't thinking about her."

Peter shuddered at the thought of the temperamental fairy trying to kill him them chuckled quietly to himself. Yea the faerie could get angry, furious even but never enough to kill someone.

Peter was dragged out of his thoughts as he felt something tugging on his feet. Peter looked down, expecting the faerie he had just been thinking about to be beaming up at him but was surprised when he saw nothing.

He shook his head to clear it. He had been imaging things. Peter turned around, ready to call Tinkerbelle and return to Netherland and tell the boys the disappointing news that he did not know what had happened to the girl with the slipper.

Before he could even take a step toward the faerie he felt the tugging at his feet again. Peter quickly looked down to catch the culprit before it went away again. Peter was surprised at what he saw when he looked down.

It was his shadow.


Okay so that was Chapter 4. I hoped you enjoyed it and I hope you dont hate me for not updating. Please click that favourite button and please review whether it's good, bad or you have an idea for the stroy. Okay so i hope to see you all soon :)

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