Notes: It's been hard for me to write lately. I finished the next chapter of 7th Sister and I'm slowly editing it out, but the 11th chapter goes at such a slow pace. It makes it hard to want to more. It's a lot lose cut throat, but very much needed. Like, one of those things you have to do. I also write two chapters for a spinoff 7th Sister story called Sisters that'll explore the sisters relationship through different moments in their lives in song. That's a bit hard to do when you have to find songs, but whatever to that. If you think of a nice song, I'll try to use it. Spirits know I'm having trouble thinking of songs.

Selfless, Brave and True is coming out slowly too. Tamara pretty much covered half the events in that episode and I didn't see I did that until it was too late. So, now I'm blending the two chapters into one story line which is good and bad at the same time. I should have it finished by next week. Fingers crossed.

Club Crazy: Darling Girl

Setting: The World of Club Crazy

Time Frame: A month after their first meeting

Theme: None really. Just wanted to write about Wendy Darling and Peter on a date... No idea why.

"I don't understand it." Sybelle pouted with her arms crossed to her best friend. "She's not very pretty."

"Nothing compared to you." Lou stated without looking up from her book. She glared harder at the girl, a child really, that stood not to far away.

"Why does he like her so much? She seems boring."

"Maybe, he liked her because he doesn't know himself." Lou explained as he glanced at her. "I mean... people like us we'd never go for her kind. WE can only be happy with others like us. But he doesn't know he's one of us. He thinks he's one of them."

"Ha, he's far from one of them." She snorted.

"How are you so sure?" Lou rolled his eyes. "What about him makes you so sure?"

"I have feeling." She smiled at him. "Like, he's the twin to my soul. Plus, I can see it. The way he moves, talks, learns quickly... he's me. He just needs the right push and he'll take over this world."

"He'll be your rival."

"Hn, possibly." She agreed. "Or something else. Not sure yet, but for now... he's my student."

"Felix said he picked up on the favor lesson rather fast." Lou noted. "Some are worth watching."

"I need to plan our next chat." Sybelle sighed. "That girl needs to be punished and he needs to do it. She made him look like a fool. She was to look like one now."

"Careful." Lou smirked. "Green may be look great on you, but I'd hate to see you turn it."

"I'm wicked, but not stupid." She sneered. "Do you think I'd be like Regina's foolish sister? Ha, she maybe running Oz, but she's far from winning what she wants. And that is a loose in my book."

"You're doing it again." Lou heaved out.

"Hm," She looked disgusted, but at what Lou couldn't be sure. "Do you think he likes me?"

"Peter?" Lou thought the matter more. "I'm not sure if he likes you... but he seems interested in you."

"Would he defend me?" She questioned as her mind whirled with ideas.

"No," Lou snorted. "I think he doesn't have the nerve to defend you against Wendy, not in front all those people."

"Such a small mind you have." Sybelle smiled. "Playing checkers while I play chess."

"Where shall you move your pawn than?" Lou hated when she spoke like that. It meant that she was about to do something nasty and cruel for the fun of it. She didn't do it often, but when she did it was awful how far she could go.

"Make sure the knight, and towers stay still no matter what they hear or see." Sybelle went along with the chess talk. "I want only the would be black king to move once I start."

"What will be your play?" Lou wondered where she was going.

"A small favor that a poor, darling soul owes me." She smirked as she bit her thump.

Xxx

Peter stared at the woman in front of him with a mix of confusion and excitement. He couldn't believe his ears. Wendy Darling was asking him to take her night tomorrow night. This was odd. He didn't even think she liked him and he was sure that she wasn't interested in him after what happened over a month before.

"Why?"

"Because, you're cute." She blushed. "And someone really talked you up to me. Made me see how sweet and different you are from everyone else."

"Oh," Peter wasn't sure who would do that for him. Could it have been Sybelle? Funny, he thought she had been flirting with him, but he could have been wrong. Why did the idea of Sybelle setting him up on a date bother him?

"So, well you?" Wendy asked him. "Take me out for a lovely Saturday evening?"

"Yeah, of course."

"Awesome." She beamed.

Xxx

"Thanks." Peter said to Sybelle that night at their group meeting.

"Your welcome, though I have no idea why you're thanking me." She said as she looked over some notes. Their was a list of names under favors. He noticed that Darling was crossed out. She snapped her book shut.

"For Wendy."

"Hm, I see." Sybelle frowned slightly. "She hasn't said anything, has she?" Her eyes were narrowed in thought.

"No, but I guessed-"

"Listen, I'm kind of busy at the moment." She rushed out. "I don't have time to hear you go on and on about her. Lou," She shouted as she stood up. "You need to go over my book once more. Something is off to me and I need a second pair of eyes to confirm an issue I may be having." He noted that Felix moved over so that she could sit between the two men.

"Hm," She slipped open the book and pointed to something. "I see what you mean. He clearly isn't-" Sybelle cleared her throat as a sign that he should stop talking. "Do you think it's that imp's doing?"

"He did say that he would cause trouble." She recalled. "But I doubt that this was the kind of trouble he meant."

"Hm, possibly he's brother?" Lou wondered aloud. "I heard they don't on and this could be-"

"No." She snorted. "It's not his brother nor anyone who supports that beast."

"How can you be so sure?" Felix asked.

"I don't see a reason why his supports would target me in this way and it can't be his brother."

"Why not?" Peter piped in. She glared at him before smirking.

"Because, I know him. I've watched him and studied him. He doesn't know a thing about this. He doesn't even know what I do." She grinned.

"And what is it that you do?" Peter narrowed his eyes in confusion. He couldn't help but feel a bit annoyed that her. He thought he knew all the people that mattered to her. So much for her opening up to him.

"Oh, what is that wonderful smell?" Holly shouted as her heels clicked loudly. "It smells like drama is on the way. A new woman has entered the life of your favorite young, not crazy, slightly crazy cutie and I saw with my little eyes that queen bee is not taking it well."

"Be careful that this queen doesn't hear you talking about her like that." Sybelle seemed disgusted. "If you upset her, you could be locked in the mad house."

"Ha, I'd look good in a straight jacket." Lou chuckled. "Ha...hm..." He was clearly think of someone wearing a straight jacket too.

"No," Sybelle warned him. "You can't do that." She flicked his arm.

"Hey, you put it in my head."

"Well, it'll be easy to get the thought out of your head." Holly beamed. "Sybelle can tell us about her sex life. Oh, wait. You don't have one."

"Oh wait." Sybelle fake beamed back. "Yes, I do." Felix raised a brow to look at her. "What? I do. It's just a bit of an age difference. In case I'm not crazy, he's a lot younger than me. But if I am mad, we're close in age."

"Who is he?" Peter wondered aloud.

"Ha, he's-"

"Hello everyone." Dr. Hooper greeted them. "Sorry about being late."

"No problem." Sybelle smiled. "Just saved me from having to explain my relationship." She popped the P.

"Yeah, I don't think that's good for the group."

"I don't either." Sybelle agreed. "You don't like him. They wouldn't care for him either." She reasoned.

"On other news, I was here before you." Holly rushed out. "I guess I can do something right and not a crime."

xxx

Peter slammed onto his bed with a frown. He was pissed and the more he thought about why the more his blood boiled. She had ignored him for most of the meeting. It seemed that she wasn't interested in him anymore, for some reason that bothered him. The fact that he didn't know why it bothered him made it worse.

She did it on purpose. Peter thought as he gritted his teeth. She was playing with him. Well, he could play her game right back. He would something to annoy her right back. Trouble was, he didn't know what that would be.

Xxx

The next day Peter meet with Wendy outside the theater. They had agreed to see a movie, get some ice cream, and go out dinner. They were going to watch some awful looking film that Wendy thought was simply wonderful. Peter took note of the fact that Sybelle would never want to see that kind of movie. She had some taste, but Peter could be wrong. The movie could be decent.

It wasn't. It was awful and Wendy kept gushing about it. To make matters worse, they had two more features to sit through. Curse those glittering vampires. Curse them all.

Meanwhile, Peter caught sight of Sybelle chuckling on her phone. They caught eyes and she smiled at him. She motioned for him to come over, but he shook his head. He nodded towards Wendy who was filling up on popcorn and soda. Sybelle shrugged her shoulders to say oh well and hung up her cell.

Peter narrowed his eyes and hope she understand he was asking her why she was there. She glanced around and saw the poster of the film she was there for. She pointed to the zombie flick before pointing at him. He sighed and pointed to his film. Sybelle snorted in laughter. She covered her mouth. He glared at her. He didn't like that she was laughing at him.

She smiled kindly at him before turning to read the posters behind her. Peter wondered what she was doing. Where they done 'talking'? She looked at him to make sure his eyes her still on her. She posed by a poster as though revealing a prize on a game show. It was for a movie that hadn't come out just yet. Peter smirked. He was looking forward to seeing it and didn't know anyone else that wouldn't to go. It was a black and white feature from the 1920's.

Sybelle smirked at him and pointed between them and the poster. Peter beamed at her. He nodded his head. He would go with her. She gave him two thumps big as a sign that she approved of his taste in movies.

"What are you doing?" Wendy wondered as she moved next to him.

"Seeing what's coming out." Peter chuckled. "Some good stuff."

"Yeah, and some gross stuff." She rolled her eyes. "Like, what's Snake Pit and why would anyone want to see that?"

"It's about a crazy woman sent to a hospitable for care." Peter explained. "And Sybelle wants to see it. I heard it was really good."

"Tst, of course she'd what to see that." Wendy huffed. "She's into older things."

"Says the girl into a vampire that's three hundred." Peter pointed out as Sybelle want to stand in line. She was eyeing the candy rack. It was like she hadn't been making a fool of herself moments before.

"You just don't get it." Wendy rolled her eyes.

"Guess not." Peter agreed as he let her drag him away. He wondered if Sybelle was seeing the film alone or if she was meeting people, or a person. Was it that guy she was dating?

xxx

"Ugh, it's that freak." Wendy moaned out as they entered the ice cream shop. Sybelle stood on the tips of her toes. Even with her heels, she didn't feel like she was getting a go view of the flavors.

"You don't like her?" Peter narrowed his eyes in confusion.

"She's so weird." Wendy replied. "I don't know why my brother keeps her around."

"She's seeing your brother?"

"Kind of." Wendy pouted. "She comes over and they talk about books. Or something. I don't know what she does. Bit of a whore though."

"Hey, do you have any ice cream that's Wonderlandish?" Sybelle asked. "Hatty, what are you getting?"

"Berry Bluster." Jefferson smirked as Sybelle turned up her lip in disgust. He wrapped his arms around her and pointed to a flavor. "Try triple cake frosting with sprinkles."

"In a waffle cone." Sybelle added to the woman behind the glass. "That's what I want. Well, I really want Wonder Tea, but the leaves are impossible to get here."

"I rather like simple teas such as Earl Grey."

"Hm, I do enjoy a cup too, but sometimes I like to try things that are different and don't fit normal tastes."

"Ah, now that just summed up your whole character." Jefferson smirked. Sybelle stuck out her tongue at him before eyeing Wendy.

"We should go." Sybelle muttered as she took her cone. "I'm not welcomed here."

"Oh, is that so?" Jefferson smirked as he paid the lady. Sybelle was swiftly hide her face and walking past Peter and his date when Jefferson pulled her forward and beamed at the couple. "Hello, I believe one of you, if not both, have a problem with the lady."

"Jefferson." Sybelle warned as she tried to free herself from his hold. "This isn't funny."

"Who said I'm joking?" He smiled wickedly at her. "So, what's the issue you have with the lovely creature?"

"We don't have any." Peter frowned as he watched the green eyed girl struggle to get loose.

"Well, that's not true." Jefferson glared. "Clearly, you don't agree with your date."

"Hatty," Sybelle hissed lowly. "Let me go." She gritted her teeth.

"See, that right there." Wendy huffed out. "That's why your impossible to be around."

"What?" Sybelle snapped at her. "I don't even bother you with it."

"You bother John with it!" Wendy shouted. "He's starting to think you aren't all that mad."

"Oh," Sybelle couldn't help but smile. "Truly? That's awesome. I love having someone believe in me. It's such a change."

"He has fucking nightmares about Peter Pan and evil shadows now." Wendy yelled.

"Oh, well. It seems Pan evil." Sybelle shook her head.

"Sounds like your kind of guy." Jefferson stated under his breath.

"Right?" Sybelle agreed with him, much to Peter's dismay. "That's besides the point. I never told him to believe me. He started thinking and noticing things." Her voice grew lower. "

"You sound like John." Wendy sneered. It bothered Peter that she was speaking to Sybelle that way.

"You saw Star Wars: Return of the Jedi when it came out." Sybelle stressed. "You remember that don't you. You wouldn't shut up about it." Wendy grabbed her head and struggled to make sense of things. That had been true, but that couldn't be true.

"Shut up. You're such a fucking liar and a freak." Wendy shouted. "He's only feeding into her fantasy he news your desperate enough to sleep with anyone that "believes" in you. You're such a slut!"

The next thing Wendy knew she was being pushed onto the floor. She hit the back of her head on a table landed on her wrist.

"Shut the fuck up." Peter sneered at his date. Wendy couldn't believe he pushed her. "Don't you ever speak to her like that again. The only slut here is you." He leaned so that they were inches apart. "She's ten times the woman you'll ever be and you'll luck if she ever lets you lick her boats." He spat at her. He spat in her face.

"Wow, looks like he's as I remembered." Jefferson said as he released Sybelle.

"What-?" Sybelle wondered as Peter took hold of her hand and dragged her out of the store. She had wanted to know what the Mad Hatter was going on about, but it seemed Peter had other ideas. "Well, I see you're date didn't go well." She mused as she licked her ice cream. "Mine was going favor enough until he went to make trouble, but he's as mad as a hatter so I don't really blame him."

"Really? That's all you have to say?" Peter growled at her.

"It was kind of hot to watch someone stand up for me." Sybelle shrugged. What else was there to say? "But you know, you're so die on Monday. Kiss your social life goodbye."

"Guess I'll spend my weekends at your place."

"What? I thought we weren't friends, that we were nothing alike." Sybelle pointed out with a pout.

"Well, I'm sure we have load in common." Peter frowned. "Besides, you're like my only friend now and you're better looking than my old ones." She laughed at his horrible joke.

"Care to at least walk me home?" Sybelle shook her head. "Since you stole me from my date, I lost my ride."

"Oh, I'll do better than walk you home." Peter laughed. "After dinner, I'll drive you back."

"Oooo, my honor gets defended and I get dinner." She snorted. "Must be my lucky day."

"Must be." He agreed.