A/N: Hello again! Sorry for not updating for a while!
Raven- Because she's lazy
Haley- A better word would be procrastinator
Hey! Watch it or I'll send you to the pirates!
Danny- Where did they go anyway?
They are currently trying to break down the door.
Danny- Oh. That's not good.
So, read and review, while we go reinforce the door!
Chapter 4: The Indians
Peter's POV-
"So, what now?" Raven asked. We were lounging around on the rock Lyra had been as kind as to pull me off of earlier to join her in the water (it was a bit crowded now). The Lost Kids immediately started suggesting different things at the same time, creating a loud babble through which nothing could be heard. I held up my hand, and silence fell.
"We should go to the Indians," I said. Everyone agreed, and we swam back to the shore. On the way there we played Follow the Leader. I was leader for a while, but then let Nibs take the lead and flew up above the forest. I hovered, savoring the view. The mermaid lagoon in the east, I could just see the mermaids lying on the rocks. The large Never lagoon in the south, the white beaches shining. The Indian camp in the northwest, smoke curling from the cooking fires. The mountains that hid the hideout in the middle of the island. The pirate ship in the cove to the north. Wait a second- pirate ship! Dang it all, they were back already! I swooped down to the others, landing in the middle. They jumped, startled.
"Hook's back!" I said. The Lost Boys groaned and the Lost Girls looked nervous, their hands gripping the daggers I had made sure they had.
"How'd that old codfish get here so fast? It normally takes at least a day to get that ship back!" Slightly said.
"But Lyra's house was near an entrance into Neverland, that's how we got here so fast," Haley said.
"Unfortunately, so we're going to be very careful now," I added, slightly surprised Haley had picked that up so fast. They nodded and I took the lead again. Everyone linked hands to ensure one didn't disappear or fall. That has happened before. A pit fall or pirates grabbing the last one in line until only one was left. Or none at all. Better safe than sorry. We hurried to the camp, making it just before sunset (we had spent a long time playing). The chief of the tribe, Chief Fighting Bear, greeted us happily. After all, we had saved his daughter from Captain Hook. Tiger Lily was waiting around behind her father. Slightly was watching her dreamily. Everyone knew that Slightly had a crush on her. Before Wendy came around, that would have been terrible treason. But, now I knew it's better to just let them be.
"Chief Flying Eagle, welcome. Tonight we feast in honor of the new Lost Girls!" Man, the chief can read my mind, I swear! When the drummers started, Tiger Lily walked right up to Slightly and asked him to dance. The look on his face! Raven was just barely holding back laughter, Cora was laughing silently with Haley, and Lyra was biting her lip to keep the laughter away. We kept it together until the second-in-command left with his date, and then broke down laughing our heads off. Slightly looked like he was going to die from happiness. Tiger Lily and Slightly started off the dance. Then more natives joined.
"Would you care to dance?" Nibs bowed to Raven, taking his hat off.
"Certainly," Raven said, curtseying. Soon, Curly was dancing with Cora; Tootles was dancing with Haley; and the twins were dancing with a pair of pretty Indian twins. Lyra was keeping little Danny from running off to the tepees. When Sweetie shyly asked to dance, Lyra let him run off. I watched her every move, not a single detail escaping from my eyes. Like the way her hair fell perfectly into place without even trying. Her laughter, pealing like bells in a church. Those amazing hazel eyes, that held your gaze like nothing else…
"Peter!" Lyra snapped her fingers in my face. I jumped.
"What?"
"Did you hear what I just said?"
"Of course!"
"Then what did I say?" She smirked as I hmmed and hahed.
"I just said that Slightly really likes Tiger Lily, doesn't he?" She remarked, looking at the boy now happily rubbing noses with Tiger Lily. She really was mother-like, but in a different way than Wendy. Wendy had fussed and coddled them, but Lyra knew when to let boys be boys (or girls be girls; it's goanna take awhile to remember that). She just watched from a far, and if needed, swooped in with her care. When little Danny came up with paint all over his face, she just laughed and wiped some of it off of his eyes so he could see better. Wendy would have fussed to no end. In truth, Lyra was better than Wendy.
"Yeah, he does," I said absently watching the two lovebirds, but my thoughts were a thousand miles away.
Lyra's POV
Wow, I have never, nor will I ever again, see Slightly that red in the face. Just because Tiger Lily asked him to dance! It took all of my self control (of which there is quite a lot) to not laugh. At least, until Slightly walked away with Tiger Lily looking like Christmas came early this year. Then everyone broke down laughing. It wasn't until we had settled ourselves down around the bonfire and the drums started up did we stop laughing. We watched as Slightly and Tiger Lily started dancing an Indian dance I had never seen before. They were pretty good. More natives joined, and then Nibs asked Raven to dance. Within one minute, my friends were all dancing with the natives. Even Danny got asked to dance by little Sweetie. Only Peter didn't leave. He just sat next to me, watching the Indians and Lost Kids dance.
"Slightly really likes Tiger Lily, doesn't he?" I commented as Tiger Lily pecked Slightly on the cheek and he turned a brighter red then the paint on her face. Peter just stared at me. I repeated what I said, but he didn't respond.
"Peter!" I said, snapping my fingers in his face. Peter jumped and came out of the trance.
"What?" He asked innocently. I glared at him.
"Did you hear what I just said?"
"Of course!" I knew it was a lie. He hadn't moved a muscle before I snapped him out of the trance- literally.
"Then what did I say?" I smirked as Peter hmmed and hahed.
"I just said that Slightly really likes Tiger Lily, doesn't he?" I remarked, looking at the boy now happily rubbing noses with Tiger Lily. Danny wandered up, his face covered in bright red paint. I laughed at his likeness to Slightly and wiped some of the paint off of his eyes so he could see and blink better. Danny beamed and thanked me as he ran off in search of Sweetie. Peter was watching Slightly and Tiger Lily, but his eyes were glazed over in thought. Hmm, I wonder what he's thinking about.
I watched him curiously for a while. Even though I was certain he had never used a comb, his tousled gold hair was perfectly tame. I noticed the number of scars on him. He was still wearing shorts, but no shirt, so I could see the scar on his sternum and the one like a hook on his abdomen. Another scar was on his forehead, where Hook had clawed him during Wendy's time. I shuddered at the thought. The well developed muscles in his body bunched and rolled under tan skin every time he shifted his position. His green eyes- they weren't the ignorant ones of a child, as he claimed to be. They were old eyes, like the elves of stories. Not old and wrinkled like an elderly person, but the kind that have seen far more than a normal person. The victims of war, famine, disease- they had the same eyes. Peter snapped back to reality and grabbed my arm. I jumped and scowled at him.
"Thank you for scaring the heck out of me," I said. Peter smiled sheepishly at me.
"Want to dance?" Huh? That caught me off guard.
"What?" I asked blankly.
"Do. You. Want. To. Dance?" He said slowly. Huh, that's a bit… random. Wonder why he asked.
"Sure!" He beamed and pulled me into the dancing circle. I looked around, suddenly self-conscious and having no idea what to do. I just knew I was brighter red then Slightly had been. Peter laughed as he realized what was wrong.
"Just do what everyone else is doing, silly!" He said. I stuck my tongue out at him and followed his advice. Luckily the moves were simple. Peter was an excellent dancer, light on his feet (because he spent a good amount of time in the air, of course). I was alright- I didn't trip or lose my balance, and that was good enough for me. At about midnight I decided to suggest we head home to Peter.
"Why?" Peter asked.
"Because Danny's already asleep on his feet-literally- and the others are going the same way," I responded immediately.
"Huh, you're right. Wonder where Tinker Bell is; we could use some pixie dust."
"Hook?"
"Exactly. Not the best idea to go wandering around the woods at night without a crocodile to keep Hook away." I grimaced. This no crocodile thing keeps getting worse! I almost wish he was back…almost. I heard Tinker Bells' chimes and she zipped right up to Peter and started chattering in his face. Peter looked bashful.
"What did she say?"
"She said we left her sleeping in her apartment without any idea where we were. And she thinks I'm a… hey! Am not!" Peter said reproachfully. Tinker Bell chimed again.
"I think you are too a… whatever she called you. We should have left a note or woken her up. Sorry Tinker Bell," I apologized. Tinker Bell zipped around my head and landed on my shoulder, chiming something else.
"Tink says that she's glad someone finally gets it," Peter translated.
"I just wish there wasn't a need for a translator. This could be difficult without you around Peter," I sighed. Tink said something again. I heard a melodic voice say, 'You and me both!'
"Ah! Who said that!" I shouted, drawing my dagger. Peter and Tinker Bell looked at me confused.
"Um, Tinker Bell," Peter said, "Say something else."
Do you understand what I am saying?
"Holy cow! I can understand Tinker Bell!" I said. Peter and Tinker Bell looked stunned.
"Looks like the island granted your wish!" He said, his cocky grin marred by the crack in his voice that made his voice rise several octaves.
Oh boy. This is going to be terrible. I can't insult you like that Wendy girl because you can understand me. Darn.
"Ah, don't worry Tink, I won't be terrible. I'll just pretend I didn't hear them. Unless it is a particularly clever one that deserves applause," I consoled the pixie.
Really? Because that was the only thing that annoyed me. When a good insult couldn't be appreciated.
"I know what you mean," I said, rolling my eyes.
Thanks you! Finally someone who understands! Tinkerbell exclaimed, throwing up her hands like a miracle was granted.
"Well, us girls got to stick together. And seeing that we think alike, this is even more important. And me understanding you only adds to the importance." Tinker Bell agreed. Peter was just staring at us.
"Women," He muttered. I rolled my eyes. Peter and I rounded up the Lost Kids (not without some difficulty, as Tiger Lily did not want Slightly to leave). Tinker Bell doused us all in pixie dust and we flew to the hideout. Peter showed us the other way to get in (besides the giant slide). Exhausted, I went straight to my room and flopped on my bed. I fell asleep after removing my dagger and putting it within reach.
A/N: Yeah! Lyra and Peter are starting to like each other!
Peter and Lyra- NO WE AREN'T!
I think the story speaks for itself.
Peter and Lyra- Grrr…
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