YES I WROTE MY PETER PAN FANFIC IN THE FORM OF A PLAY, AND FOLLOWING THE ADVICE OF A CRITIC, I WENT BACK AND MADE IT MORE LEGIBLE TO READ BY SPACING EACH LINE. ENJOY AND PLEASE!!!!! REVIEW!!!!!!!

This is a fictionous sequel to the book/play/sequel of Peter Pan. Any person or persons relating to or resembling any character in this play is purely coincidental.

CAST OF CHARACTERS:
Old Man Voice Over Peter Pan Jane Banning
Stanley Darling Wendy Michael Darling Teenage Peter John Darling Corey Darling
Tag Scout Cripes
Rouf Neville Tiger Lily
Captain Hook Mr. Smee

PROLOGUE
(London. The Darling nursery located at Number 14 Kensington Street. A little after the turn of the century)
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VOICE OVER: All this has happened before.....but not in the way you are about to see this. Our world is based on dreams, and without Neverland and all who live there, ours would cease to be. That's why there is Peter Pan and the Neverland....that is why we dream.....

(Lights up. We see the windows blow open, and we see a boy fly in dresses in a suit of leaves accompanying a young girl in a pink nightgown. These are Peter Pan and Jane Banning. The story that started so long ago, continues.)

JANE: (still floating around even though her feet remain on the ground.) Oh, Peter! What fun we had! Sailing through the trees, fighting the pirates, dancing with the Indians!

PETER: Yes, I suppose so. Yet, I found it all very dull.
JANE: Dull, Peter? You found me dull?

PETER: Oh, no, Jane. I just grow weary of chasing the same pirates, and dancing with the same indians, and flying through the same trees. Maybe when I fly home, I will get more pirates and indians, and see if the London nursery has lost anymore babies from their prams.

JANE: Oh, Peter, that is a clever idea! You are so very clever!

PETER: Yes, I know.( jumps up on the window sill and turns to fly out.) Well, good-bye Jane!

JANE: Wait, where are you going?

PETER: (turning). Back to the Neverland. Surely I do now wish to stay here any longer. I brought you back home like you asked, now I must leave and find another adventure.
JANE: (rushing beside the window sill.) Will you come back for me?

PETER: Well, I suppose. If you like. My pockets will probably need mending. (jumps back down off of the window sill and crosses to Jane). You are just like your mother!

JANE: (not sure if she should be flattered) What?

PETER: Always wanting to go home you girls are. I don't understand it. (goes to bowl sitting on dresser and takes grape and eats it. looks like he's thinking). I know, why don't you come back with me. (getting excited.) Oh, Jane. We could have so many more wonderful adventures!

JANE: Oh, Peter, it sounds lovely really, but I can't. But I will come with you again if you come for me next spring.

PETER:( totally disinterested now) Yes, all right. (goes to window sill again) Good-bye Jane! (starts to levitate)

JANE: Peter!

PETER: (landing quickly hoping she's changed her mind about not coming) Yes!

JANE: Don't you want to say hullo to mother?

PETER: Say hullo to you mother, but why? That seems very odd, since I was just about to leave. Jane giggles.

JANE: No, silly. I mean, my mother.

PETER: (pauses. with a little trembling in his voice.) Wendy? (Jane nods. Peter changes back to his non-challantness.) If you would want me too, all right. (Jane runs off to the other room. Peter sits down to play with the toy soldiers which are on the window sill.)

OFFSTAGE VOICE: Wendy! Oh, Wendy! (Peter is startled, but manages to only stand by the time the voice appears. It is a grown-up Slightly, one of Peter's old lost boys. He now goes by the name of Stanley. he sees Peter crouching on the window sill). I say, sir, who are you?

PETER: (quickly and blandly) Peter Pan, who are you?

STANLEY: Peter Pan, don't be daft. There is not such person. I demand to know who is in my sister's house.

PETER: (becoming angry and starting to levitate in his anger) You dare to call Peter Pan a liar! (seeing Peter begin to levitate, Stanley becomes dumbfounded, and falls back into a chair. Peter flies right into his face and stares into his eyes). I know who you are, but I don't believe it.

STANLEY: Nor do I!

PETER: Well, whether you are grown up or not, Slightly, you will not address your former captain like he is an old codfish! It's bad form, it is! (pause Stanley still doesn't speak). (Peter changes his demeanor back to carefree.) You were the only one I didn't name myself. You like being grown up, do you? Is it better than when you were in Neverland?

STANLEY: Why--why--do you ask c--c--captain?

PETER: I just--

STANLEY: (with growing courage, leaps up and runs through the door on the other side of the room) Michael! Michael, come here! By George, you are never going to believe this! He's back, he's back! (Peter floats back down to the ground with his hands on his hips and an amused look on his face.)

PETER: Grown-ups are very curious. (crosses back to the soldier and mumbles to himself. Yes, very curious. just at that moment, Jane re-enters with Wendy).

WENDY: Hullo, boy. (Peter jumps off the sill, and crosses into the light to see Jane and her mother at the stairs. The grown-up Wendy is in her later 30s, but wisdom has made her look much older. Still she is very striking. Peter bows.)

PETER: Hullo, Wendy lady.( pause, then Peter turns quickly. Jane tries to go to him, but Wendy grabs her arm.)
WENDY: (whisper) Don't my dear. He doesn't like anyone to see him cry. I fear too I shall week is I see his tears, for I know I do not have the strength to wipe them away any longer. (Peter turns back around. He is cheerful now.)

PETER: It is good to see you again, Wendy.

WENDY: And you too, my little one.

PETER: I am not little.

WENDY: (chortling) Of course you are not, how foolish of me to say so.

PETER: Well, I really must be going now. For now, good-bye Jane. (knodding in Wendy's direction.) Wendy. (turns.)
JANE: (rushing down the stairs and blocking his path.) Peter, may I have a kiss good-bye? (Peter reaches into his pocket and pulls out his old thimble to hand to her, just as Wendy and Jane exchange 'he'll never learn' glances. Stanley and an adult Michael Darling rush in.)

MICHAEL: Well, I'll be! Stan, you old bastard, you were telling the truth, it is Peter Pan! (Both come up a little ways to him.) Do you remember me, Peter?

PETER: (bluntly) No.

MICHAEL: It's me, Michael. The little one with the teddy bear.

PETER: Oh, yes of course. Hullo, Michael.

JANE: (slightly more daring now) Peter, how about one last game before you leave?

PETER: (interested) A game? What sort of game?

JANE (stammers like she is trying to make up a word for it.) Um--uh--it's called, 'Never growing up, but just pretending.' (smiles)

PETER: (feeling threatened he backs away from Jane) I don't know if I like the sound of that game.

WENDY: (interjecting) Nor do I.

JANE: (ignoring her mother's comment and grabbing Peter's hand) Oh, it will be fun. You stay here for just a while, and we pretend that you are here to stay forever pause

WENDY: (coming down to her daughter) Jane, dear, this probably isn't a good idea of a game.

JANE: Oh, yes mother! Please! Please, Peter, will you play? (he looks as if he is contemplating for a while)

PETER: Well, all right, as long as it's only make believe, and only for a little while. (becoming excited) How do we play? (Jane drags Peter offstage in hurried excitement.)

WENDY: (calling after them )Only for a little while! (Michael and Stanley exit excitedly mumbling to themselves in the same direction Peter and Jane went off ) Just be careful, Jane. Be ever so very careful.

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