Hola mi amigo/as! Its your favorite author with yet another awesome chapter! This is kinda a record for me with publishing TWO count 'em TWO chapters in the same month (which I gotta say is a little sad since I read fanfics that get updated every week, but *shrugs shoulders* what can you do?) I was gonna upload this on Thanksgiving but stuff happened...O_O Anyway, we get to meet the lost boys in this chapter yaaaay *applause* Just a little AN before reading. There are 10 Lost Boys in this fanfic. The youngest of the ten is 5 and the oldest is around sixteen or seventeen (little more detailed descriptions at the bottom of story). Okay, thats all. Enjoy! *See Character Descriptions on my profile!*

Disclaimer: Do I really need to say it? Okay fine...I do NOT own Peter Pan or any characters associated with Peter Pan. I only own the plot and my lovely OCs.

Peter led Wendy through the labyrinth of tunnels and hallways that ran in the Burrow until they finally found their destination. Following the sounds of Michaels high pitched giggling and John's deep laugh they found themselves in the messiest room Wendy had ever seen. And living with two brothers, Wendy had seen her fair share of messy rooms but this one took the prize.

At first, Wendy thought there wasn't a floor as it was covered in dirty clothes, discarded weapons and something Wendy desperately hoped wasn't moldy food. But, aside from the strange carpet choice the space itself was rather impressive. Sheets of all colors, patterns, shapes and sizes were separated into makeshift tents which Wendy guessed were the Lost Boy's rooms. Carefully picking their way over the floor (Wendy realizing that she was going to have a MAJOR cleaning session in here) they finally reached Michael and John. Wendy couldn't help but smile at her brothers, their faces were lit up brighter than any Christmas tree. And for once, John looked genuinely happy, and Wendy knew he hadn't smiled like that in a very long time. Breaking out of her reverie, Wendy turned her full attention to her brothers. She found out the Michael absolutely LOVED his new room since it reminded him of his own messy room (which Wendy was never able to keep fully clean.) Then, John showed her that there were two tents on the end all set up and ready for them.

Michael impatiently tugged her toward a sea blue tent. Inside was a good sized hammock with sheets of the same blue color as the tent (if you hadn't guessed already this was Michael's favorite color.) There was also a small chest of drawers in one corner and a wicker basket which was full of handmade and modern toys in the other. She also noticed bronze lamps that held the same colored fire she had seen in other parts of the Burrow.

After helping Michael put the few items he had brought with him away, they went straight across to a dark indigo tent which could only be John's. The tent's setup was similar to Michael's, with a large hammock with indigo covers and a small chest of drawers in one corner of the tent. The only difference it seemed was that instead of a basket of toys, John had a medium sized bookcase in the opposite corner filled with books of all sizes. She noticed that John also had lamps with the strange colored fire in them. Brushing aside the urge to ask Peter she turned to her brothers, their eager faces waiting for her approval.

"Well Wen..." John started, "are we really gonna stay here?" Michael finished in an innocent voice.

She stepped towards her brothers, caught them in a tight embrace and whispered a quiet but happy "Yes!"

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It wasn't until late afternoon that the Lost Boys came. At first, Wendy thought that they were being invaded by pirates because of all ruckus the boys were making. But when she told Peter he only gave her a sweet smile and said that the pirates wouldn't be able to find the Burrow even if it was the only thing left on Neverland. "Its probably just the Lost Boys." With a smile on his face he led Wendy, Michael, and John back to the main living space. Just as they entered the room, the large door swung open to reveal ten scruffy boys tumbling inside and landing in a heap on the floor. Once they noticed that Peter was standing over them with arms crossed and a slight frown on his face they scrambled up to attention. Smiling Peter said, "Now that looks much better. Okay," pausing to go to the end of the line "roll call!"

The youngest stepped up and recited what Wendy guessed was his name. "Pipsqueak!"

Wendy, despite herself, almost laughed out loud because his name fit him so perfectly. He looked about five or six, and was in fact a pipsqueak because of how short he was. The tiny tot stepped back into line and the next oldest stepped forward and recited his "name". "Ginger" said a boy with a messy curly carrot top.

This went on down the line, each boy stepping up, reciting his name and stepping back.

"Rhoady!"

"D.J"

"Stretch"

"Specks"

"Worm"

"Crash"

"Rufio"

"Fox"

When the final boy stepped back into place Wendy ran her eyes down the line. The buys were from all different backgrounds yet looked like they belonged there. While observing the boys, Wendy couldn't help but notice that the boy named Rufio was giving her a strange look. Almost like he wasn't happy that she was there. Brushing it off, she turned her attention back to Peter when he started walking towards them.

"Boys," he said "this is Wendy." Then he gestured to her brothers "And these are her brothers Michael and John. They are going to be living with us from now on and I expect you to be nice to them and try not to injure, hurt or maim anyone on the first day. Is that clear?"

The boys answered in a unison "Yes sir!"

"Good!" he said, smiling. "Ok men, you're free to go do...whatever you do."

And with that, the Lost Boys fell out of line and ran stumbling over each other to get to their room. The only two that remained were Fox and Rufio. Now that it was only the two boys left, Wendy could clearly see that the scowl on Rufio's face was pointed in her direction. Wendy wondered what she did to make him hate her already. Sneaking a glance at him she noticed his hair was jet black and reached his shoulders and was decorated with blood red feathers. He looked about 16, was average height and a little bit on the stocky side. Wendy finally decided to meet his gaze and was greeted by a pair of cold hazel eyes. What scared her the most was that they were full of hatred. All the while, Peter had been in a deep conversation with Fox. He then looked up and saw Wendy and Rufio's staring contest and did the only thing the leader in him could do. Give orders.

"Rufio," Peter said in his best leader's voice "you're dismissed." And with those words Rufio broke his gaze, and stalked off towards the room all the Lost Boys shared. As he was walking away, John shot Wendy a What's his deal look. Wendy shrugged her shoulders as a response and a small part of her wondered what in the world that boy did in his free time. He probably murders puppies and pulls the wings off butterflies her mind answered. She exhaled a soft snort in order to keep her laughter in check. "What's so funny?" Peter asked, causing Wendy to snap back to reality.

"Oh, nothing." Wendy has always been a terrible liar and Peter could see right through it but, being the gentleman that he was he didn't pry. "Come on." he said, taking her hand "I want to show you something."

And...There you go. Let me just apologize for SUCH a sucky and short chapter and I promise the next one will be much better (But if you thought this chapter was awesome then, Yay!) So we got to meet the Lost Boys in this chappie. And FYI there are short little descriptions about each lost boy down below. Soooo I saw Rise of the Guardians this weekend and LOVED it. Basically I'm gonna start a fanfic for that (for anyone who's interested) and that will hopefully be up this weekend. Don't forget to Favorite/Follow/Review! Until next time guyz! ~bookworm

Name: Pipsqueak

Age: 5 or 6

Hair color: dirty blonde

Eye color: dark brown

*Light tan skin

*Called Pipsqueak 'cause hes so short


Name: Ginger

Age: 8

Hair color: Full on Ed Sheeran carrot top

Eye color: green

*Light tan skin with freckles

*Called Ginger 'cause of his bright red hair


Name: Rhoady

Age:10

Hair color: black curls

Eye color: brown

*Rich chocolate colored skin

*Called Rhoady 'cause he likes to race (on foot or in a vehicle)


Name: D.J

Age: 12

Hair color: straight black hair

Eye color: hazel

*Hes asian, i dont really know how to describe his skin

* Called D.J 'cause he likes to listen and make music


Name: Stretch

Age: 13

Hair color: dark brown, slightly curly

Eye color: dark goldish brown

*dark tan and of hispanic decent

*Called Stretch 'cause he is really tall for his age.


Name: Specks

Age: 14

Hair color: wavy golden blonde

Eye color: hazel-blue

*gold tan skin

*Called Specks 'cause he wears glasses


Name:Worm

Age: 14

Hair color: dark mess of curls

Eye color: blue

* light tan skin. Looks hispanic

* Called Worm 'cause he likes to read


Name: Crash

Age: 15

Hair color: black

Eye color: light brown

*Of african-american descent

* Called Crash 'cause he is always bumping and running into things. He is also a daredevil.


Name: Rufio

Age: 16

Hair color: black, long and always wears red feathers in it.

Eye color: dark hazel

*light tan skin. Looks a little native american

*No one knows why he is called Rufio its just the name he picked


Name: Fox

Age: 17

Hair color: Mix between gold blonde and light brown

Eye color: violet

* gold tan skin. British

* Called Fox 'cause he is clever and sneaky

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