Disclaimer: Peter Pan and all of his friends (and the pirates too!) are
owned by James M. Barrie. And I admit some of the quotes and ideas in here
are from the movie, 'Hook.'
However I do own my characters.
Angelfish
Fly no more my sweet Darlings, those foolish days far behind, you've grown
older now, and you just can't seem to find, Never Never Land again, for it
seems you have forgotten your wings, you think its over, but the adventure
is just beginning.
Prologue- Lagoon Orphanage
"Grandmother Wendy can you tell us another story?" All the children in the orphanage cheered in agreement. "Oh dear I don't know.which story shall I tell?" Wendy asked as she sat down and brought young Nancy Allen into her lap and looked around at the many faces; brown, yellow, red, white; children of all kinds. It broke Wendy's heart, so many orphans and so many broken hearts. Their only pleasure in life was Peter Pan, as was it Wendy's. Jane had left the house long ago and gotten married. After she had gotten back from Never Land she had gone back to being her normal self. It was as if she had never even been to that wondrous place. Many children in the Lagoon Orphanage wished they could have been as lucky as her. Wendy had started the Orphanage not long after Jane had gotten home. She was close on 80 years old but wasn't planning on giving up on her Never Land anytime soon. She may have grown into the appearance of an old lady but Wendy was still as young as the day she had gone to that wonderful place, in her spirit. "Grandmother Wendy?" Wendy shook her head of the thoughts before. "Oh I still can't think of a story dears. Any suggestions?" Chaos broke out as the children from ages 3 to 16 called out. Then one booming voice screamed, "What about the time Peter saved Tiger Lily from drowning in Skull Rock?" The many occupants of the room all turned towards the voice. Resting on the windowsill was a girl about 14 years old, with medium length messy brown hair, dark chocolate eyes, and a mischievous smirk, "That one was always my favorite except the one where Peter threw Hook's hand to the crocodile I liked that one too." "Oh Dana. I have a GRAND idea why don't you tell these children their story? You are getting quite good at that dear! But first let us change into our night clothes." Wendy set Nancy down to the ground and rumpled her hair. She clapped her hands twice and the children scattered to their rooms changing into their sleeping wear. Except one.. "Why do you insist on making me tell you every night again and again to change?" Wendy said walking towards the windowsill slowly in her old age. The small teenager giggled and stretched her arms above her head, "I like wearing these clothes. I mean what if a pixie comes over in the middle of the night and sprinkles some dust on me! Than I'll have to go flying around London in my underwear!" Wendy shook her head and motioned for Dana to come towards her. Dana jumped down and adjusted her shorts and sweater, before walking towards Wendy calmly, "Miss Wendy do you think I'll ever have an adventure of my own someday?" Wendy put her arms around Dana's shoulders and led her to the window, looking up at the stars she smiled, "Oh but dear to live, to live is an adventure awfully big adventure all on its own." Dana scrunched up her face in disgust, "My life is no adventure. NOW to fight pirates, hunt with the Red Men, and even to swim with the mermaids oh that would be an adventure!" She crossed her arms and turned her back to the window, "You grownups are so annoying! With your oh don't eat that; it could be bad for you! And your oh now bundle up tight; don't want to be catching a cold now do we? If I could go to Never Land and not worry about dying I wouldn't have to worry about no happy thoughts I would be the happiest girl in the world!" She put a hand under her chin thoughtfully, "Growing up is the worse thing in the world! Cause when you grow up you don't have any fun and you get all wrinkly and.you get sick a lot and.sometimes you don't wake up from sleeping." Dana blinked the tears out of her eyes, 'Crying is for wimps.' Dana had lost her father and mother both from sickness'. Her mother from ammonia and her father from a disease even she couldn't pronounce. Wendy shook her head and opened her mouth to say something but closed it as she noticed the children starting to gather again. She patted Dana on the back, "Your people await! Tell them their story, story teller." Dana seemed to cheer up at the thought as she ran over and sat on the floor, the children surrounding her, "Ok everyone sit down! Sit down and let yourself be free! Let your imagination take flight!" Giggles were heard and she continued, "Take the second star to the right and go straight on til morning to reach the land of dreams and life, Never Land. Where the word play is a way of life and grown ups are an unheard of thing. From the pirates and their treasures to the Lost Boys and their traps, Never Land is the land of imagination. Now I just a mere child am hear to tell you of one of the many adventures Peter Pan and Never Land have had.." Wendy looked out at the stars only half listening to the young girl's story, "Oh Peter.how I miss you." Wendy sighed and turned back and watched in amusement as the children all cried in fear for their hero in the story Dana was telling them.
"Come on Hook! If this is all you got than you might as well gut yourself and save me the trouble!" Peter laughed doing cartwheels in the air barely missing the cannon ball. He bent over in mid air chuckling loudly, "Hey Tink I think this codfish thinks he can catch us." Bells chimed and Peter smirked, "Yeah well we'll show him!" Peter flew up into the air like a rocket and than did a flip, taking out his knife in the process. He laughed and flew by the Ship's Captain, Hook, and stuck it out. Moments later Hook's black trousers fell to his ankles and his purple boxers with the words: Good Form! in pink letters showing to his shipmates. "Aww how cute James!" Captain Hook blushed angrily and pulled them up with his Hook, "You'll pay for that boy!" He paused and looked back at Smee and nodded. He raised his arm, "FIRE!" "WOH!" Peter hissed as he dodged all the cannon balls and bullets and knives being thrown his way. AS he stopped dodging and took a breath he smirked at Hook, "Good trick, but now you don't have any 'fire' left, you stupid codfish!" Hook waved his 'hook' in the air but screeched as he slipped on the wet boards of his ship. He went toppling over the side of the ship, his men looking on in horror. Peter laughed once more before flying away form the ship full of muttering idiots "Ahh Tink this is getting old we need a big adventure." Tink stopped floating as she realized what he meant, 'Not more Girls!'
End.of this chapter Well I know it wasn't a very original idea, but what did you think? Good, bad, or just down right Hookish? Well look out for the next chapter: A Mother? ME?
"Grandmother Wendy can you tell us another story?" All the children in the orphanage cheered in agreement. "Oh dear I don't know.which story shall I tell?" Wendy asked as she sat down and brought young Nancy Allen into her lap and looked around at the many faces; brown, yellow, red, white; children of all kinds. It broke Wendy's heart, so many orphans and so many broken hearts. Their only pleasure in life was Peter Pan, as was it Wendy's. Jane had left the house long ago and gotten married. After she had gotten back from Never Land she had gone back to being her normal self. It was as if she had never even been to that wondrous place. Many children in the Lagoon Orphanage wished they could have been as lucky as her. Wendy had started the Orphanage not long after Jane had gotten home. She was close on 80 years old but wasn't planning on giving up on her Never Land anytime soon. She may have grown into the appearance of an old lady but Wendy was still as young as the day she had gone to that wonderful place, in her spirit. "Grandmother Wendy?" Wendy shook her head of the thoughts before. "Oh I still can't think of a story dears. Any suggestions?" Chaos broke out as the children from ages 3 to 16 called out. Then one booming voice screamed, "What about the time Peter saved Tiger Lily from drowning in Skull Rock?" The many occupants of the room all turned towards the voice. Resting on the windowsill was a girl about 14 years old, with medium length messy brown hair, dark chocolate eyes, and a mischievous smirk, "That one was always my favorite except the one where Peter threw Hook's hand to the crocodile I liked that one too." "Oh Dana. I have a GRAND idea why don't you tell these children their story? You are getting quite good at that dear! But first let us change into our night clothes." Wendy set Nancy down to the ground and rumpled her hair. She clapped her hands twice and the children scattered to their rooms changing into their sleeping wear. Except one.. "Why do you insist on making me tell you every night again and again to change?" Wendy said walking towards the windowsill slowly in her old age. The small teenager giggled and stretched her arms above her head, "I like wearing these clothes. I mean what if a pixie comes over in the middle of the night and sprinkles some dust on me! Than I'll have to go flying around London in my underwear!" Wendy shook her head and motioned for Dana to come towards her. Dana jumped down and adjusted her shorts and sweater, before walking towards Wendy calmly, "Miss Wendy do you think I'll ever have an adventure of my own someday?" Wendy put her arms around Dana's shoulders and led her to the window, looking up at the stars she smiled, "Oh but dear to live, to live is an adventure awfully big adventure all on its own." Dana scrunched up her face in disgust, "My life is no adventure. NOW to fight pirates, hunt with the Red Men, and even to swim with the mermaids oh that would be an adventure!" She crossed her arms and turned her back to the window, "You grownups are so annoying! With your oh don't eat that; it could be bad for you! And your oh now bundle up tight; don't want to be catching a cold now do we? If I could go to Never Land and not worry about dying I wouldn't have to worry about no happy thoughts I would be the happiest girl in the world!" She put a hand under her chin thoughtfully, "Growing up is the worse thing in the world! Cause when you grow up you don't have any fun and you get all wrinkly and.you get sick a lot and.sometimes you don't wake up from sleeping." Dana blinked the tears out of her eyes, 'Crying is for wimps.' Dana had lost her father and mother both from sickness'. Her mother from ammonia and her father from a disease even she couldn't pronounce. Wendy shook her head and opened her mouth to say something but closed it as she noticed the children starting to gather again. She patted Dana on the back, "Your people await! Tell them their story, story teller." Dana seemed to cheer up at the thought as she ran over and sat on the floor, the children surrounding her, "Ok everyone sit down! Sit down and let yourself be free! Let your imagination take flight!" Giggles were heard and she continued, "Take the second star to the right and go straight on til morning to reach the land of dreams and life, Never Land. Where the word play is a way of life and grown ups are an unheard of thing. From the pirates and their treasures to the Lost Boys and their traps, Never Land is the land of imagination. Now I just a mere child am hear to tell you of one of the many adventures Peter Pan and Never Land have had.." Wendy looked out at the stars only half listening to the young girl's story, "Oh Peter.how I miss you." Wendy sighed and turned back and watched in amusement as the children all cried in fear for their hero in the story Dana was telling them.
"Come on Hook! If this is all you got than you might as well gut yourself and save me the trouble!" Peter laughed doing cartwheels in the air barely missing the cannon ball. He bent over in mid air chuckling loudly, "Hey Tink I think this codfish thinks he can catch us." Bells chimed and Peter smirked, "Yeah well we'll show him!" Peter flew up into the air like a rocket and than did a flip, taking out his knife in the process. He laughed and flew by the Ship's Captain, Hook, and stuck it out. Moments later Hook's black trousers fell to his ankles and his purple boxers with the words: Good Form! in pink letters showing to his shipmates. "Aww how cute James!" Captain Hook blushed angrily and pulled them up with his Hook, "You'll pay for that boy!" He paused and looked back at Smee and nodded. He raised his arm, "FIRE!" "WOH!" Peter hissed as he dodged all the cannon balls and bullets and knives being thrown his way. AS he stopped dodging and took a breath he smirked at Hook, "Good trick, but now you don't have any 'fire' left, you stupid codfish!" Hook waved his 'hook' in the air but screeched as he slipped on the wet boards of his ship. He went toppling over the side of the ship, his men looking on in horror. Peter laughed once more before flying away form the ship full of muttering idiots "Ahh Tink this is getting old we need a big adventure." Tink stopped floating as she realized what he meant, 'Not more Girls!'
End.of this chapter Well I know it wasn't a very original idea, but what did you think? Good, bad, or just down right Hookish? Well look out for the next chapter: A Mother? ME?