Chapter 10. Enjoy.

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Holly frowned and shook her head. "I think red will work better." She flies down and grabs a red lacey bra and matching underwear and throws it at me. I lift it up and wince. I was all ready in a lacey black bra and g-string.

"Well, try it on!" Holly snaps.

"Holly, really, this is nice and everything but isn't this a bit much?"

Holly raises her eyebrows quizzically. I point to the bed covered in several outfits Holly had magically made in seconds, which were all revealing and some form of lacey. Holly crosses her arms. Of course she wouldn't see my problem.

"You need more clothes don't you?" She asks.

"Yeah, but-"

"So what's the problem?"

I point to my boobs. "I feel so… sexy! I mean, what's wrong with flesh colored bra's and baggy tee's?"

Holly rolled her eyes in disgusts. "You mean dress like a boy? Ha! Not if I'm dressing you. If you're going to live in Neverland, I'm going to make sure you look fabulous. It's bad enough the boys won't try to keep themselves decent."

Holly looks at me standing in just my underwear and smiles. Suddenly I feel very self-conscious.

"But, what about Tink?" I say slowly.

"What about her?"

I bite my bottom lip. Should I say anything? I had no idea if Tinker Bell was the leader or just overly protective. "Never mind," I mumble.

Holly seems satisfied and wiggles her fingers at me. "Good. Then try on those."

I sigh and tug off what I was wearing and slip on the red lacey stuff. Just like the others it seemed to magically make my boobs pop and look much bigger than they really were. I look behind me to see my bottom hanging out. It all seemed too small.

"Perfect!" Holly beams.

I wrinkle my nose but don't say anything. I was starting to realize this was a fight I couldn't win. Holly measures me again, then flies over to bed where a mass of material was heaped. She reached her little hand into the mound and pulled out a silky cloth. It was a shimmery light blue. She glanced up to me then back at the silk.

"Yes, this matches close enough."

She began cutting the silk with her fingers, finishing the perfect shape in seconds. She then seized a piece of string and started sewing the silk together. In seconds she held up a beautiful dress.

"Try it!" She said excitedly, tossing it at me.

Reluctantly I slip it on, the cool silk falling softly over my skin. Holly pursed her lips as she carefully inspected it. She flew back a few feet and a large grin spread across her face.

"Oh, Tobi! You look beautiful!"

She reaches out and takes my finger, leading me to a mirror. I slowly look in and am shocked to see the reflection. It was me, all right. But it was a me times 10. The dress fit loosely around my body, but still revealed curves I didn't know I had. The bra made my boobs perfect looking, and honestly, very touchable. I couldn't help poking them to make sure they were attached to me. The silk Holly had chosen was the exact color of my eyes.

"Well," she urged.

"Holly, you're amazing."

Holly grins and crosses her arms. "Oh, I know. Now take that off so we can finish your wardrobe."

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"What are you doing in there! It's just clothes."

Peter, Bear, Nibs and Charlie were all pounding on the bedroom door. Holly rolled her eyes. She'd closed the curtains around the open wall magically preventing them from being opened. I'd been imprisoned in my own personal Hell for several hours, until Holly was completely satisfied. And let me just say, she's something of a perfectionist. I had no idea how long I'd been trying on outfits but it felt like days. By the way Peter and the boys were yelling I was wondering if my guess wasn't far off.

My stomach began growling loudly. Holly gives me a dirty look and sighs. I smile and shrug. I wasn't going to pretend to not be starving.

"Fine," She groans. "Go eat."

"Yippee!"

She gives me a look like she's releasing the plague on a day care of orphans. Reluctantly she unlocks the door. Bear, Nibs and Charlie crash onto the floor, piling on top of each other in surprise. Peter flies in, agilely landing in front of the boys. He looks over to Holly and me with curiosity. His reaction was immediately apparent. His eyes slowly went across my body, and his smile began twisting into an awkward grin. I suddenly realized I was in a white shirt with a plunging neckline that showed too much cleavage, and skimpy shorts.

Damn it, Holly! I glance over to her to see she is smirking proudly. She did it on purpose! That little bi-

"Tobi, you look great!" Charlie said.

I look over to him still crushed under Nibs, and Bear. Peter snaps his head down to Charlie and glares. He beat him to the compliment. Now everyone else's will seem less sincere. Nibs and Bear rolled off each other and pushed themselves to their feet, not bothering to help Charlie up.

"Well go eat!" Holly laughs. "There won't be anything left if you don't hurry."

That was enough for the lost boys. They gave me one last longing glance before running out, battling each other to get ahead. Peter remained, staring at me with a powerful look of longing. He stretched his hand out, offering it to me.

"Dinner?" He asked.

I happily take his warm hand which laces with mine. Holly winks at us as we leave, the smirk still on her face. I didn't like that look. My stomach was starting to churn uncomfortably.

"You do look beautiful." Peter said, keeping his eyes ahead.

My cheeks grew hot. "Thanks,"

We walked out side into the cool twilight air, in the distance music and laughter could be heard. Peter led us to the clearing where the first feast had been, and just like before lanterns had been hung up, with a massive animal on a pike at the center. The food had all ready been cut into. The Lost Boys were scattered around the clearing, devouring the food, and chugging down their drinks.

"Sit," Peter says. "I'll get us some food."

I see Bear nearby and walk to him, sitting to his right. He was gnawing on a rib, the sauce all over his olive skin. He eyes me and quickly stops slobbering to wipe his face off.

"Hi, Tobi," He beams. "I like your clothes."

"Thanks,"

"They make you look real… girly."

His eyes start traveling down to my chest, and he seemed to have no problem with being obvious about it.

"Ah-hem!" I cough.

Bear snaps his eyes up and smiles. I inwardly sigh. Peter came back with a leg and large mug. He sat on my other side and handed me the leg. It was nothing short of massive.

"What did this come from?" I ask.

"A lemur-possum," Peter said.

I look back down to the meat in my hands and silently gag. I needed to stop asking questions. I decide to start with the drink first, and work my way to the dark leg. I bring it to my lips and let the creamy drink flood in.

Peter erupted into laughter, as Bear thudded by back. "Easy there, Tobi!" Peter laughed, and took away my drink. "You can't gulp that down."

I stop choking, and look to Peter in disbelief. "What the hell is that? It tasted awful!"

"It's our own special brew." Bear said with a wink.

Of course, alcohol. Ugh, it tasted like a shot of cheap Vodka.

"Maybe some juice, instead." Peter suggested.

Another mug was brought for me, this one a thick kind-of grape juice. The "vodka" was quickly polished off my Peter and Bear, who seemed to have no trouble gulping it down. Men.

Peter's hand found mine, and laced his fingers with mine. My stomach contracted nervously. No one else seemed to notice, and Peter acted like it was the most natural thing to be holding hands. He kept talking to Bear, and Nibs (who'd just joined us), and it made me wonder if he was even aware what he'd done. I try to pull my hand away but his grip tightens. He steals a glance my way quickly, his look concerned. I smile and he beams back, before turning back to the conversation. Okay, so he did know what he was doing.

"Oh, there you are Tobi!"

Charlie came bounding toward me like a floppy dog, and big grin on his face. He plopped down next to me and kept grinning.

"Hi, Charlie." I say. "How are you?"

"Great. You know, I really like your clothes."

I try not to laugh. Him and everyone else. "Thank again,"

"What was taking so long, anyways?"

I shrug. "You know Holly,"

In fact, I had no idea if they did and for that matter, I really didn't know how Holly normally was. But I didn't feel like breaking down the hell of being measured, and re-measured when I'd just lived through it.

"Oh yeah. I remember when Holly made us all start wearing pants."

I try not to choke on the meat from laughter. Thank you Holly! I couldn't even imagine what I would have done if I'd gotten here and seen 20 naked guys running around…

My heart starts fluttering and I blush from embarrassment. I shove a large piece of meat in my mouth to keep myself occupied. Charlie was oblivious. He grabs a mug and takes a gulp of the alcohol. It didn't seem to take long before most of guys were drunk, and dancing and screaming in circles in the clearing. Peter was flying around the boys, chucking berries at them, and laughing hysterically when they hit; Bear and Charlie were attempting to do a rain dance but looked like they were having an epilepsy attack; Nibs was wrestling with a black haired guy over a rock they thought looked like a burger; Slightly had a look of disgust on his face and was marching toward me.

His fists were clenched and for a moment I was sure he was going to try to punch me. Instead he got into my face – his face so beat red his freckles had disappeared– and started yelling.

"WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, COMING HERE AND TELLING US WHAT TO DO? I WON'T LISTEN TO YOU. I WON'T! YOU AND YOUR STUPID CLOTHES! OOH LOOK AT ME, I'M A GIRL, I HAVE BOOBIES. YOU'RE GROSS! NO ONE WANTS YOU HERE!"

I stared in shock as Slightly screamed, flecks of spit hitting my face as he yelled. Peter whizzed down and pulled me away as Bear and another guy grabbed Slightly.

"Slightly!" Peter snapped. "What is wrong with you!"

Slightly took in a deep breath, and hacked a large spitball at Peter. It hit him dead in the chest. The entire clearing got quite, as everyone waited nervously to see what Peter would do. His grip on my shoulders was tightening so quickly that it started becoming painful. I was afraid to say anything. Peter was livid.

"Stop protecting her, Peter!" yelled Slightly. "She's just a stupid girl!"

"Shut your face, Slightly!" shouted Charlie.

"You shut up!" He spat back. "What's wrong with you all? You weren't like this with Wendy!"

I slowly looked up to Peter. His jaw was clenched, his lips pressed together so tightly they made a thin white line, and his eyes were locked on Slightly. I'd never seen him so angry, or so scary. Somehow I felt if I weren't here, there would be nothing stopping him from killing Slightly.

"Leave." Peter said through his teeth.

Slightly glared up to Peter but I could see the confusion in his eyes.

"Leave." Peter said again.

"Leave?" Slightly half whispered.

"I'm banishing you from Neverland."

Slightly's eyes widen in horror. Several of the boys gasped. No one knew what to do. I couldn't look away from Slightly eyes, angry and hurt, widely starring at Peter.

"Peter no!" I say. I turn to him and try to get him to look at me but his eyes were glued to Slightly. "Peter, he doesn't mean it. I don't care. You don't-"

"I don't need your help!" Slightly snaps.

I turn around to look at him and see that he's marching away to the forest. I take a step forward but Peter's hand grips my arm.

"Let him leave." He says.

"Oh, but Peter, he can't – you can't… he didn't mean it."

Slightly disappeared into the woods, but we could still here him crashing through and him swearing until both faded away. We stood in awkward silence, staring at where he'd disappeared.

"Where will he go?" I whisper.

Peter snorts. "Who cares?"

Peter turns away, and slowly the happiness and drunken laughter begin again. But I kept starring at the forest desperately wishing Slightly would come back. I cared where he went. I cared Peter banished him. I cared because even though I didn't want it to happen, it's exactly what Hook had asked for.