I love Jeremy Sumpter! This is after Peter leaves. Sorry, but it's a songfic. Everyone thinks that Peter didn't remember, but it wasn't him who forgot…
Peter: 12
Wendy: 10; 12
The One Who Forgot
He was looking at the one joy, from which he must be forever barred.
Wendy stopped and looked out the window, and saw Peter starting to fly away, "You won't forget me, will you?"
Peter stopped and smiled, "Me? Forget? Never."
"Will you come back?" Wendy asked hopefully.
He grinned, "To hear stories… about me!"
Then he flew away, and as the story goes, never to be seen again.
But this is false. The story does not end here, it only pauses.
Peter Pan, although a small boy, could not forget about Wendy and the others. Especially Wendy. He was now lonesome, but still found the time to have adventures. Since the pirates were gone, he often sailed the Jolly Rodger around, pretending that he was Hook, like in the old days. But, there was no Peter Pan to play against, so he would have to become Peter again, only to keep switching sides. He played day after day, seemingly having fun, right up until he got to the part where Hook could fly.
That's when the hurt that had been hidden so very deep in his heart surfaced. He recalled what had happened very clearly, his boyishness and wanting to finish it, would not let him stop, as it pierced through his heart.
"Not bad, for an old man!" Peter laughed.
Hook growled, "I know what you are!"
Peter yelled, "I am the best there ever was!"
As the swordplay continued, Hook yelled back, "You're a tragedy!"
"Me? Tragic?" Peter scoffed.
Just as he was about to strike, Hook bellowed, "She was leaving you Pan!"
He stopped, and stared at the man in front of him.
"Your Wendy, was leaving you." Hook murmured.
"Why should she stay? What have you to offer her? You are, incomplete!"
Peter thrust his sword at Hook, to make him stop saying the awful things, that were, sadly, true.
They flew around, fighting all the while. Hook, mockingly, while Peter glared at him, trying to kill him with every blow.
"She'd rather grow up than be with you!" Hook whispered loudly.
Peter grunted, and Hook thrust him against the wooden pole.
"Let us now, take a peep, into the future!"
Pan got up, and flew toward him and yelled out in rage and hurt.
"Tis the fair Wendy, ha! In her nursery."
Peter and Hook are very close, Hook has the upper hand.
"The window is shut." Hook says.
"I'LL OPEN IT!" Peter yells.
Their swords have stopped swinging, just pressing against each other. Peter is using his other hand also, as to try to gain it back.
"I'm afraid the window's barred." He says, thoroughly enjoying this.
"I'LL CALL OUT HER NAME!"
"She can't hear you."
"NO!"
"She can't see you."
"WENDY!" Peter yells in pain, looking downwards at his dear Wendy.
"She's forgotten, all about you."
"PLEASE! STOP IT!" Peter is thrown away from Hook
"And what is this? There is another, in your place." Hook sweeps down to Peter.
"He is called… HUSBAND!!!!" Hook bellows, tearing Peter's heart.
Peter's mind was made up. And when a child's mind is made up, it cannot be changed, 'I'm going to see Wendy'
He flew to the place were the Darling and co. were living.
Let's switch over to Wendy and the others.
Since Peter had left, they had a fine time, laughing and loving each other as family. The Lost Boys went to school, and found that they were indeed behind, but because of the hidden smarts that Peter had not allowed them to have now could be had, they learned very quickly, becoming the top in their classes.
As time went on, Wendy and the others started to ponder if it ever really happened. It was much too exciting for it to be real. Michael and John forgot first, because of the lack of adventures, which they were apart of. Wendy had to keep reminding them all, and herself, by keeping her storytelling skills sharp. She must, for when Peter came back. Slowly, The others boys forgot also, and teased Wendy when she mentioned it. But Wendy remembered the longest, for she knew that there was that hidden kiss that was only for him, and all the wonderful moments they had with each other. But slowly, when someone mentioned Hook, a look of confusion crossed her face, as it got harder and harder to remember. Then, Peter pan was a myth once again, just as Neverland, Hook, and the mermaids.
2 years had passed before Peter came back again, and Wendy was now 12, going on 13 the next week. The nursery was now just hers, and the others shared among 3 other rooms. Wendy had refused to part with the window, and soon, it was just a lovely view. She was heading into bed, with a nightgown similar to when she was younger, but now it was blue, and some of her grownup self had started to show.
Peter flew to the window, now with no Tinkerbelle, for fairies do not live very long. And there he saw Wendy, as lovely as ever. He tugged on the window, but it would not open.
"The window is shut." Hook says.
"I'LL OPEN IT!" Peter yells.
Peter tries harder.
"I'm afraid the window's barred."
Wendy had barred the window, because, what would ever want to come through the window?
"I'LL CALL OUT HER NAME!"
"Wendy!" He yelled to the occupied bed.
"She can't hear you."
Peter tried hard not to cry as he pounded on the window.
"She can't see you."
"No!" Peter whispers.
"She's forgotten, all about you."
He breaks down, crying against the window.
Please, tell me what you think.
I'm surprised that I remembered so much from the movie! Of course, who could
forget their favorite part? The son will start in the next chapter. Please
review! There's a little button down there that allows you to! I know, I've
tried it. It's safe. ~Miaa
