Authors Note: ok sorry I didn't write anything on chapter 1 but I never
thought about it. Anyways I just wanted to thank all of you for reading my
story and please do give me reviews. Tell me what you think should happen
next, what I can approve, what you did or did not like. Please. Anyhow I
know for some of you you think this is not good so far but don't worry
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Chapter 2: Peter and Tink
In Neverland, Peter was still captain. He spent most of his days lounging around with Tink of the Jolly Rodger.
"Hook and his crew were defeated here," he showed Tink.
Peter had made himself captain, first mate and all the positions on the abandoned ship. Peter had thought of Wendy everyday since he had taken her home. He knew spring-cleaning had come and gone and yet he was afraid to return to the main land. Afraid to see Wendy. I suppose the reason why was because of his appearance. Peter had grown into a boy around the age of 18. He was taller, his voice was deeper but worst of all he had begun to grow facial hair. He had despaired to Tink about this and she, not being ignorant in the ways of the world, had taught him to shave and keep his face clean. Peter was grateful to Tink and greatly appreciated spending time with his tiny friend.
However, his time with Tinker Bell was growing short. Fairies have a very short life span. Tink had lived a long time with Peter. Peter knew this and was sad.
"Tink, I know you're dying," Peter said with a sad smile on his face. They were sitting in their old tree house hideaway, which had been very quiet since the lost boys had left.
Tim looked at Peter lovingly and smiled. Being Peter who he was he could understand Tink's fairy language. It had made Peter's life very unlonely.
"Peter," Tink said in a loving way, "I want to show you something," she said moving closed to him.
Instead of listening Peter was thinking intently about something else.
"Peter?" she said questioningly trying to regain his attention, but his attention was focused on a dress lying near his bed.
"Wendy." he said out loud ignoring Tink. This, however, angered tinker Bell.
"Even in my final days, that girl still interrupts," she thought to herself.
"Peter." she said landing on his shoulder tugging on his ear. Peter came out of his trance but not before he had said "I must go to her!"
"Peter, please," Tink said calmly, "I need to show you something."
"Tink, there's no time to waste. I need to go see Wendy," Peter said readying to leave.
"Peter, sit down!" Tink said threateningly. She felt a sudden burst of energy and pushed Peter back down into his seat.
"Tinker Bell, what are you doing?!" Peter said angrily trying to get up, but had been magically forced to the chair. Finally, after a few minutes he gave up and sat very impatiently.
"I'm very sorry to be cruel, but I need to show you, sort of a surprise," Tink said seriously
Chapter 2: Peter and Tink
In Neverland, Peter was still captain. He spent most of his days lounging around with Tink of the Jolly Rodger.
"Hook and his crew were defeated here," he showed Tink.
Peter had made himself captain, first mate and all the positions on the abandoned ship. Peter had thought of Wendy everyday since he had taken her home. He knew spring-cleaning had come and gone and yet he was afraid to return to the main land. Afraid to see Wendy. I suppose the reason why was because of his appearance. Peter had grown into a boy around the age of 18. He was taller, his voice was deeper but worst of all he had begun to grow facial hair. He had despaired to Tink about this and she, not being ignorant in the ways of the world, had taught him to shave and keep his face clean. Peter was grateful to Tink and greatly appreciated spending time with his tiny friend.
However, his time with Tinker Bell was growing short. Fairies have a very short life span. Tink had lived a long time with Peter. Peter knew this and was sad.
"Tink, I know you're dying," Peter said with a sad smile on his face. They were sitting in their old tree house hideaway, which had been very quiet since the lost boys had left.
Tim looked at Peter lovingly and smiled. Being Peter who he was he could understand Tink's fairy language. It had made Peter's life very unlonely.
"Peter," Tink said in a loving way, "I want to show you something," she said moving closed to him.
Instead of listening Peter was thinking intently about something else.
"Peter?" she said questioningly trying to regain his attention, but his attention was focused on a dress lying near his bed.
"Wendy." he said out loud ignoring Tink. This, however, angered tinker Bell.
"Even in my final days, that girl still interrupts," she thought to herself.
"Peter." she said landing on his shoulder tugging on his ear. Peter came out of his trance but not before he had said "I must go to her!"
"Peter, please," Tink said calmly, "I need to show you something."
"Tink, there's no time to waste. I need to go see Wendy," Peter said readying to leave.
"Peter, sit down!" Tink said threateningly. She felt a sudden burst of energy and pushed Peter back down into his seat.
"Tinker Bell, what are you doing?!" Peter said angrily trying to get up, but had been magically forced to the chair. Finally, after a few minutes he gave up and sat very impatiently.
"I'm very sorry to be cruel, but I need to show you, sort of a surprise," Tink said seriously
