Christmas Special (part 1)
YAY! The Christmas Special is finally here...well kind of. This is part 1 of the Christmas special because 1: I am making it longer than I thought, and 2: I am not done with the ending yet and dont want it to be crappy. So wanting to make my Christmas Special the best it can be, I promise to have it posted by New Years or sooner if possible. SORRY omgosh I am really sorry. Really you dont know how sorry I am, but I want the best story for my readers, sooooo here's part 1 of 2! Hope you like it! Reviewing and Favoriting is appreciated! :)
Peter and I were flying around London like a bunch of lunatics. Flying care-free through the lit town, snow speckled my face. We were just enjoying all the lights and sounds of the town, while scaring and messing with a few pedestrians along the way. Peter always likes seeing London on Christmas Eve. He likes the lights and sounds of the town, and most of all today he finally gets to see the Darlings. I also like visiting London of Christmas Even, just not as much as he does. Every now and then I would check on the Darlings to see how they were doing, just think of me as their personal guarding angle….when I am not busy that is. Ever since we brought the Darlings back home I make sure to check on them once in a while without Peter knowing. I usually make an excuse at the end of the day that I have to go to home1 (the nymph colony) early, and just go to London first and then go home so, Peter nor my parents notice. If that doesn't work I go when Peter is away or somehow sneak away when I am either at home1 or home2 (I am calling the nymph colony home1 and the Lost Boy's hideout home2 because whenever I say "home" everyone gets confused of what I am talking about…plus it's true that I have two homes and not one because I have one big family, and blah bla blah you heard about my "realization" of "one big family" when I was flying home on the ship in the last chapter….) Also after the day we brought them home Peter hasn't mentioned them, it seems that he has forgotten about it already, but that's Peter for you. Landing of the hour hand of Big Ben, we sat down and let out feet dangle.
"So," Peter began, "Do you think it would be ok to visit the Darlings?"
I glanced over at him, knowing that this question would come sooner or later.
"I suppose…..but we are just gunna look not-"
"ALRIGHT!" Peter said fist pumping in the air and flying off.
"Peter wait!" I exclaimed flying after him.
Finally reaching the Darlings house I saw him about to open the nursery window, but I snatched his hand.
"WHAT ON NEVERLAND DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!?" I said in a high whisper. "I didn't mean this!...(sigh) Peter I meant we could see them, not visit them."
"Why not?" he said so innocently.
"It would just make things harder both for you and me…..It's just-" I said glancing into the nursery window seeing John, Michael, and Wendy all sitting on the ground, while Wendy seemed to be telling a story as they were stringing popcorn with needle and thread, "they need to live their lives. We just can't interrupt it again, we just can't. They chose to grow up..."
Peter sadly looked through the window, "I understand."
WHAT?
"You do?" I said in astonishment.
"Yeah. I do," he said slightly smiling. "Sooo you ready to go home?" Peter said quickly changing the subject.
"Umm," I said caught off guard, "Yeah I suppose."
He grabbed my hand and we flew off, heading home.
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Ever since we discovered what Christmas was, in London, about 125 years ago, we've celebrated Christmas every year. I usually spend Christmas Eve at home2( Lost Boys hideout) in the morning and at home1 at night. Then I spend Christmas day at home1 in the morning and at home2 around noon because the Lost Boys don't wake up until then anyways. This is something Peter had to deal with if we wanted to spend Christmas Day and Christmas Eve with me every year. BUUT this year, we're going to spend Christmas Eve and Day at the nymph colony ,AKA home1, for the first time. Soooo you could say I'm a little nervous.
As we finally reached Neverland I had to depart from Peter.
"Hey! Where ya goin'?" Peter questioned.
"The party isn't gunna grow itself ya know! Do you know how many poinsettias I have to make?" I said putting my hands on my hips.
"Ok, just don't forget the mistletoe," Peter said folding his hands, leaning in, raising an eyebrow with a cocky smile.
"Ha, yeah I won't," I said putting my hands on his chest and pushing him backwards, "I'll see you later! And don't forget to clean the Lost Boys AND YOURSELF before you come over," I said chuckling flying off.
"Clean? You mean I have to use soap!?"
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"Cly! You're here!" Michael (my nymph best friend not Michael Darling) exclaimed flying up to me giving me a warm hug.
"Of course I'm here! Did you really think that I wouldn't come! Someone has to help you make all those poinsettias!" I said giggling looking around at the snow covered nymph colony.
Letting go of me he replied, "Yeah, but we got a lot of ground to cover, literally. And we're not just growing poinsettias. There are a lot of other things that need to be grown and done."
"Oh it can't be that-"
"We've got to make the main centerpiece this year."
"Oh."
The main centerpieces that we, the nymphs, make for the holidays are always HUGE and very detailed. This is going to be a looooong day, but I have worked on other centerpieces before (although it was with a big group of people and not just me and Michael) and I have to say it's a lot of fun.
Knowing that there was no time to waste we flew up to the royal castle. Did I mention my parents are part of the royal council?... Soooo fortunately I live in the royal castle! Awesome right? Flying past the vine arches we opened the thick Oak doors. Flying past and navigating our way past the castles staff (who were all flying about trying to reach their own destinations) we finally reached the Great Hall.
"Sooooo it's just gunna be us?" I said eyeing the center of the Great Hall, where we were going to grow the centerpiece, finally realizing how much work it was going to be.
"Yeeeahh."
Sighing to myself I thought of where we should begin and what design we should do. This is the first time that Michael and I got to do a centerpiece on our own, probably because everyone else is too busy doing all the other things, making sure everything is perfect because this is the first time Peter and the boys celebrated Christmas here…..Hope this centerpiece doesn't look like a pile of mermaid scales when we're done, because this is the time that Michael and I prove that we can do a centerpiece on our own, and make it look decent. We both gazed out the big window on the other end of the Hall. I looked at the beautiful scenery and watched the snow fall.
Neverland is so beautiful at this time of year…
Then it came to me…I looked at Michael with a big smile plastered on my face and he seemed to have already read my mind.
"You thinking what I'm thinkin'?" I said raising an eyebrow.
"Don't I always?"
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Peter's Pov:
Uggh….Clean….I have to get clean….
Looking in the mirror, in the bathroom, I noticed how much dirt I actually had on my face.
Huh never knew I was that dirty…
To tell you the truth, I am extremely nervous about this Christmas. The last thing I want is to make a bad impression.
I mean what if the boys do something stupid!? WHAT IF I DO SOMETHING STUPID!? WHAT IF THE BOYS WON'T CLEAN THEMSELVES!? WHAT IF THEY DON'T LIKE US!? There's gunna be a lot of girls there….OH MY NEVERLAND THIS IS GOING TO BE A DISASTER! I shouldn't be nervous. Of course they are going to like us, especially me because I'm PETER PAN!
Walking out of the bathroom, still slightly nervous, I went to go tell the Lost Boys the "horrible" news. All the Lost Boys were fighting and wrestling, as usual, in a big pile on the ground.
"ATENNTION!"
At the sound of my voice the fighting stopped and they all lined up in a line giving me a salute.
"Boys I have some bad news-"
"What kind of bad news!?"
"We're not getting the pony?!"
"Cly's found a boyfriend!?"
"WHAT!?" I said at the last at the last comment of the Lost Boys. "No-no, it's not that, and what pony? We never said we were gunna get a pony. (sigh) As you all know we are going to the nymph colony this year for Christmas, soooo…..we're gunna have ta'…clean ourselves."
There was a pause of silence for a moment, but then there outburst of screams.
"AHHHHH!"
"NOOOOO!"
"HIDE ME!"
"BOYS!" I said raising my voice so I could get their attention, "Your mother-"
"she doesn't like us calling her mother," Cubby said interrupting me.
"-finally invites us to her, umm-"
"home1," Slightly added.
"-other home for the first time, so we need to make a good impression! Cause' if we don't your moth- I mean Cly, will kill us. Sooo lets just get it over with," I finished saying with a cringe.
Slightly then walked forward and said, "Well, that makes perfect sense-RUN!"
All the Lost Boy then scrambled in all directions and somehow all managed to escape.
Letting my head fall forward in defeat I said, "This is gunna be harder than I thought."
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Cly's Pov:
Gracefully moving my hands I started to grow the base of the centerpiece along with Michael.
"Sooo you worried?" Michael said still concentrating on growing the base.
"Worried about what?" I replied.
"You know, about the boys."
"No. I think everything will be fine."
"M'kay," Michael mumbled attempting to stay concentrated on his work.
There was then a pause of awkward silence.
"Does Peter hate me?" Michael said stopping his work.
"What?" I said stopping as well. "Where did you get that from?"
"I don't know, it's just whenever I see him he just gives off this bad vibe and he just seems to plain out not like me."
"That's not true. It's just, you see, Peter lives in his own little world and it just includes me, him, and the lost boys. So whenever he sees you, it's not something he's familiar with, something that he's not confident with, so he's scared."
"He's scared, of me?"
"No, well yes….no wait, I mean no…What I mean is he looks at me as his only best friend, so when he sees you he is reminded that I have more than one, and that's what scares him because he-"
"-thinks I'm going to take you away from him," Michael said finishing my sentence.
"All I think he really wants is a family, and I am his family, minus the boys that is," I said beginning my work again.
"But you didn't answer my question…does he hate me?"
"No, he doesn't hate you. Actually I think he is jealous of you."
"Peter Pan, jealous of me? Wow…Really? But why? I mean I know I am your best friend, but you spend just as much or more time with him than me. Why would he be jealous?"
"Because you were my best friend first. Peter doesn't like coming in second."
"Weeeellll, I'll go easy on him," Michael said finally returning to his work with a smile.
"Thank you, your best," I said giving him a warm smile.
"Yeah I know. Well, the base looks about done, you ready to really make this a center piece."
"I'm always ready."
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Peters Pov:
"Boys come on, come on out!"
I was walking around the forest not too far from our hideout trying to find the Lost Boys.
"COME ON, WE NEED TO MAKE A GOOD FIRST IMPRESSION!" I said yelling out into the all too silent forest.
Having no answer I signed and leaned against a tree.
"How in the world does Cly get them to take baths," I said to myself.
Then I got an idea.
"Ok, well if you're not going to take a bath, I just gunna have ta' tell Cly. Man she is gunna be soooo disappointed."
I then started to walk off hoping that they heard me.
"WAIT!" I heard someone scream from behind me.
Turning around I saw all the Lost Boys in a line with scared looks on their faces.
"PLEEEEAAASE don't tell Cly!" Slightly said folding his hands.
"I won't if you all take a bath!" I said crossing my arms and starting to turn away.
"Ok!"
"We'll do it!"
All the lost boys yelled.
"Ok then, come on, we'll go to the water hole," I said motioning them to follow me.
As we finally reached the water hole nobody dared to go in. We all stood at the waters edge with wide eyes.
"You go in."
"No you go in."
"Do we have to go in?"
"Yes," I said not wanting to go in myself, but I was not about to disappoint Cly.
"For Cly?" Slightly said looking at the water with disgust.
"For Cly."
This is going to be a long bath….
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Cly's pov:
"Done! WE ARE FINALLY DONE!" I said throwing my hands in the air.
I flew back and looked at my-I mean our masterpiece.
"Came out really well didn't it?" Michael said walking up and standing next to me.
"Yeah it did, aaannnnd it only took 2 hours!"
"Cly?"
"Yeah?"
"We are not really done yet."
Michael then pulled out a long list that was in his pocket.
"What…" I said eyeballing the long list, "We-we have to do all that?"
"Nope. Just wanted to see that look on your face," he said tapping my nose with his finger.
"Ha Ha…well since there nothing more for me to do I have to get yours and the boy's presents ready."
"Ok," Micheal replied nodding his head.
As I started to fly away I turned around and said, "And don't bother looking for your present this year because I have a new hiding place. I am not going to let you find out what you present is before Christmas just like last year."
"Who, me? Won't dream of it besides, (whispers) I have someone to do it for me this year…."
"What?"
"Nothing nothing," Michael said walking up to me and pushing me out the door, "Go on and wrap your presents or whatever you need to do, and I promise I will stay right here."
"Right here? You promise?"
"Yes."
Not believing him, I flew up to him and looked him straight in the eyes.
"Alright," I said backing away and flying off, "I'll see you when I get back."
"Ok see ya!" Michael said waving as I flew off.
"Pssst! Hey Luke!" Michael said motioning to one of the workers.
Luke flew over to Michael with a nervous look on his face.
"A-are you sure you want me to do this…I mean if she catches me trying to look at-"
Michael then pulled five gold pieces out of his pocket.
"Done," Luke said taking them flying off.
"Oh and Luke," Michael yelled out while Luke was flying off, "If she catches you I'll deny anything!"
"What?!"
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Peter pov:
"Ugggh, (pant) this has been the worst day off my life…." Slightly said climbing out of the water.
"It wasn't that bad…" I said putting my shirt on.
"I'm just glad it's over!" one of the twins said.
"I smell like flowers!" Cubby exclaimed.
After everyone else got dressed I had an important announcement to make.
"Hey listen up! I have yet another task for you to do."
Groans were then heard from all the Lost Boys.
"Don't worry it's nothing bad. I have a few things to do before the party and I need someone to keep an eye on Cly's present. Do you think you guys can do it?"
"Yeah!"
"You can count on us Peter!"
Smiling to myself I said, "Good, because if you lose it, I'll kill ya!"
All the Lost Boys had scared expressions on their faces…
"ummm-"
"Well I'll be back in a while….you'll find her present under my bed. I'm countin' on you boys!" I said flying away.
"Uh what do we do now?" Cubby said
"Get back to the hideout as fast as we can!"
All the Lost Boys then ran back to Hangman's tree as fast as they could. As they finally reached the house they all darted to Peter's bedroom. Slightly was the first one who dove under the bed.
"Did you find it?! Did you find it?!" Nibs exclaimed.
"Oh my Neverland, we are so-" one of the twins said.
"DEAD!" the other twin finished saying.
"didyoufinditdidyoufindit!?"
"HOLD ON!" Slightly yelled out from under the bed.
Popping his head out from under the bed he finally said, "found it!"
All the Lost Boys sighed in relief.
Climbing out from under the bed Slightly held the purple present like his life depended on it.
"Soooo what do we do now?" Nibs asked.
"Nothing absolutely nothing. All we are going to do is watch it. AND ABSOLUTLY NO TOUCHING IT!" Slightly sternly said to all the Lost boys.
"But aren't you touchin' it?"
"AAAHH!" Slightly yelled almost dropping it and resorting to placing it on the table. "Ok now no touchin'. You heard Peter, if we lose it or break it we all die….."
Not knowing what else to do all the Lost Boys sat around the table intently watching the purple box.
"How long are we gunna hav' ta' do this?" One of the twins whined.
"Until Peter gets back…."
After watching the box for a good two hours the Lost Boys had all fallen asleep, well, mostly all of them.
"Well since everyone else is asleep I guess I hav' ta watch the box!" Cubby said picking up the box. "Wonder what's inside" he said rapidly shaking the box.
He couldn't figure out what it was by shaking it, but he did notice that the top of the box was slightly open. He tried to look into the small opening, but he couldn't see anything and he couldn't pry it open without ripping the ribbon or the wrapping paper.
"Hmmm it's not bright enough to see what's inside," he said to himself looking over at the fire, "but the fire is bright. If I put it by the fire, maybe I can see what is inside!"
Walking over to the fireplace he put the present near the flames. He then tried to see what was inside, but he burned his finger.
"Owww!" he exclaimed clasping his hand.
He sucked on his finger until he realized what he had done. Looking at his hands he realized he wasn't holding the present. The present was in the fire.
"IT'S ON FIRE, IT'S ON FIRE! IT'SONFIREIT'SONFIRE!" he yelled waking up the others.
"Huh…wha..?" Slightly said waking up.
"Fire!"
"Fire?!"
"Oh my Neverland the present is on fire!" Slightly exclaimed realizing what was going on.
Both of the twins got a bucket of water and doused out the fire.
All the Lost Boys surrounded the fireplace looking at what was left of the now pitiful present.
"It's….it's…YOU IDIOT!" Slighlty said tackling Cubby.
Trying to strangle Cubby he yelled, "Why'd ya do it?! Why did you burn the crummy present! Now we are all gunna die! IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT?!"
The other Lost Boys pulled him off of Cubby and calmed him down, while Cubby just laid still on the ground with wide eyes.
"It's gunna be ok," Nibs said reassuringly "All we got to do is get a new present and wrap it. And Peter always takes a long time whenever he has "things to do" so it will be no problem."`
"Yeah, yeah, it's no problem…ONLY IF WE KNEW WHAT THE PRESENT WAS!" Slightly exclaimed.
"Yeah that can be a problem….."
Sooo yeah thats it...I am open to some suggestions of what to do for the ending because I have been tossing around a couple of ideas, but still not entirely sure...Well MERRY CHRISTMAS! Yes I am wishing you a merry Chistmas personally...yes you right there, the person who is reading this screen...Merry Christmas! Fa la la la la la la la! C U in the next update!
Cly****