A/n: Yay! Thanks: Melrose1089: Thanks for putting me in you author alert
list! And yes, I'll continue writing, and I'll make a long story, I have
few things planned for an adventure after the adventure in Neverland,
you'll see...thanks again!
Disclaimer: I own only Madison, Abel, Mrs. Miranda Darling, Helen and Toby the basset hound! Go me!
Chapter 4: Shaved Peter Pan.
Madison and Wendy had just finished having supper, and as Wendy had promise, Helen's supper was wonderful. Turkey, potatoes, and apple pie for desert. Helen walked around picking up the dishes.
"Helen, that was a wonderful meal." Wendy said. "congratulations to our chef Helen!" she added laughing, looking at Madison. They both clapped while laughing.
"Thank you, thank you." Said Helen bowing jokingly. "I want to thank, first of all god, my family, and Mrs. Wendy who made this supper possible by buying the turkey."
"And apples!" laughed Wendy. "Don't forget apples..."
"Oh, silly me! Of course, Mrs. Wendy bought the apples too." Helen said looking at Madison.
Madison chuckled slightly. This was the weirdest thing ever. Her mother wouldn't even consider treating Carol, like Wendy treated Helen. Like friends. Well but again, Aunt Wendy was a special thing, she was not like many of the other grown ups, and definitely she was not at all like her mother. After thinking about it, Madison decided aunt Wendy was alright...ok, she was more than alright, she was perfect! She was caring, fun, happy...motherly, probably because she didn't have any kids of her own. Just being around her made Madison forget her problems and everything bad that had happened just disappeared. Oh it was wonderful!
Helen made her way to the kitchen, her hands full with the dishes. Wendy had told her to bring some tea.
Wendy cleared her throat to bring Maddi's attention. Madison had apparently drifted away on her thoughts of how wonderful aunt Wendy was. "Well, Maddi." Aunt Wendy said. It seemed she had something really important to tell her. "Now onto the reason you're here..."
Madison felt her stomach funny as her heart skipped a beat. She had forgotten something, obviously important, about aunt Wendy. She had forgotten the real reason she was with her...she had forgotten she was there to grow up and become a lady.
"Look, Maddi." Said Wendy placing a hand on her niece's, noticing her upset look. "I know how hard this is. But growing up isn't all crying and problems... there are also other things...good things."
"Like what?" Madison asked.
"Like men, like love..."
"Men?...love?" Madison asked almost disgusted by the use of those same words in one sentence. "But I'm only 14...."
"Maddi, you're in an appropriate age of finding a fine young man..." Wendy said smiling softly. "And for a girl as beautiful as you that shouldn't be so hard."
Madison shook her head no. "I'm not beautiful." She said. "And I don't want to get married..."
"Now a days status matters, a young lady like yourself should get married not remain single, you see it's not well liked."
"I don't care what others may think..." Madison said stiffing a sob. "I'll become a world famous writer..."
"And you'll write about...?" Wendy asked curiously.
"About my adventures, of course." Maddi replied. "...oh, but I haven't had them yet, so that's another reason of why I can't get married...at least in a long time... I have to live my adventures first..."
"Oh but, Maddi." Wendy said, but the stopped quickly while thinking to herself. She sounded so much like herself when she was younger. Wendy thought the same before... before Peter kissed her. It had been wonderful, no other kiss had been the same either, her first kiss, her special kiss. "Come closer Maddi, let me appraise you..."
Madison did as she was told and stood up in front of her aunt, smiling awkwardly. Wendy looked at her face fixedly. "Yes, it's quite as I have expected..." She said, smiling from ear to ear.
"What is it?"
"You have a woman's chin, had you not noticed?" she asked. "There hidden in the right hand corner, is that a kiss?"
Madison looked confused. She touched her chin as she frowned. Just as Wendy said the words concerning the kiss, Helen walked in the dinning room. "Excuse me, but did I heard correctly?" she asked placing the metal trade on the table. "A kiss...a hidden kiss? Just like yours Mrs. Wendy!"
"B-but what is it for?" Madison asked, very confused...a hidden kiss? How could a kiss be hidden... how could someone have a hidden kiss on their faces?
"Ah...Mrs. Madison, It its for the greatest adventure of all. They that find it have slipped in and out of heaven."
"Find what?" Madison asked. All the talking Helen did confused her more. How could a kiss be an exiting adventure?
"The one the kiss belongs too, of course." Said Helen. "Mrs. Maddi is all a woman."
Madison was just too speechless to react at the terrible , at least terrible for her, news. She... a...woman?
"Almost a woman." Corrected Wendy, as she stood up and took Madison by the shoulders. "You must be awfully tired, dear. What if we go and find your room?" she asked. She knew how this whole thing about being a woman would affect Maddi, after all, it had affected her too, and it had changed her life in ways she only imagined in her wildest dreams.
"Shall I take this tea back to the kitchen, Mrs. Wendy?" asked Helen.
"Um, no, Helen. We'll take it upstairs in the nursery..."
Wendy and Madison, walked back to the great foyer, where Maddi's suitcases still were lying on the wooden floor. Wendy grabbed a couple of suitcases, as so did Madison. She smiled while she lead the way up the stairs. "Oh, I know you'll just love it here. You can sleep in the nursery...it doesn't look like a nursery anymore, of course, it actually looks like young lady's room." Wendy said.
Once they had reached the second floor there was one single hallway. With 4 rooms and a bathroom. One room was Aunt Wendy's studio, as she called it. Next to it there was another large room which was her room, and next to it an even larger room was signaled to Maddi as the nursery, her room.
Wendy opened the door to reveal a large room with a single bed, a dresser, a night side table, a desk and a wardrobe, all made of the lightest wood. The bed had sky blue covers and white soft pillows. It had a pale blue canopy over it. The walls were painted white with some leafy patterns here and there, the curtains were long and of the same soft color as forget-me- knots. There was, also a full length sized mirror standing next to the window. The window was the thing that Madison really, really liked. It lead to a balcony. It didn't have a windowsill, as the one she had back at home, but it was a very tall window, not too wide but tall and wide enough for a person to stand on it. The best thing was the vitro patterns on it, yellow, red and orange figures decorated the glass.
"Do you like it, Maddi?" asked Wendy, placing a hand on Madison's shoulder. "Oh, aunt Wendy, it's beautiful!" Madison said walking in the room.
"I knew you would like it." Wendy said. "Your father, and I used to sleep here when we were younger...oh, and of course John, too...and all the other...boys." Wendy sighed deeply, at the memories that room brought her. "Oh, that's Toby's..." Said Wendy motioning towards the dog house in front of the bed. "He'll watch over you."
"Watch over me?" Madison asked chuckling. "What could ever happen?"
"The wind might take away the birds..." Wendy muttered.
"Hmmm?" Madison asked.
"Oh, nothing, dear..." Wendy said nervously as she placed Maddi's suitcases on the bed. "Well, I'll leave you now, get ready for bed and I'll come when you're ready..."
Aunt Wendy left the room closing the door behind them, leaving Madison alone. Madison smiled. She already loved the nursery. It was beautiful, but there was something more. She felt, a strange sensation, like a bond with he room. maybe it was because her father had slept there, maybe not. Anyway, she pulled her dress and petticoat over her head and put on her long nightgown. She placed the suitcases on the floor again, she would sort her clothes out in the morning, and jumped inside the soft warm bed.
She did not, of course, noticed a strange boy flying outside the window. Every time Madison turned to the window, the boy hid in the shadows. Usually he would be joined by a bright light buzzing around him, but this time the fairy was elsewhere, streets away, in Michael Darling's house, looking for a girl of golden brown hair with touches of copper.
The boy looked at Madison curiously. Who was she and what was she doing in his Wendy's old room? He moved in closer to the window. The girl was reading a book and wouldn't see him. he pressed his hand on the cold glass and looked at her fixedly. Just then, the girl turned her head to the window. He flew upwards immediately, hoping the girl had not seen him.
As Madison looked towards the window she thought she saw something that quickly disappeared. She swung her legs over the edge of the bed and walked to the window. She popped her head outside and looked in all directions, but saw nothing.
Right then she heard a knock in the door followed by aunt Wendy's voice asking if she could come in. She closed the window quickly and jumped in bed again.
Aunt Wendy came in carrying a trade with tea. She sat in Maddi's bed and handed her one cup. Madison could once again notice aunt Wendy was VERY different from her mother.
"Alright, Maddi." Said aunt Wendy. "I assume you understood what I wanted to say at dinner."
Madison nodded. "Yes, aunt Wendy." She said dryly.
"I'm sorry Maddi....about all this." She said. "I was scared to death when I had to grow up you know...But, afterwards when I met Philippe. It was love at first sight...my first love."
The boy outside heard this. The phrase turning around in his head. "...my first love..." He muttered. His smile faded from his face and he flew away.
***
Madison slept peacefully. Her chest raising and falling as she breathed. She once again didn't notice the strange boy looking through the window.
This time the boy, Peter Pan, was joined by the tiny light buzzing around him. His fairy Tinkerbell.
The fairy stood in his shoulder and spoke to him. "What was it you wanted to show me! I must return to the other house, the girl might return and I have to be there." But to those who didn't know the fairy speech this would sound as someone ringing tiny tinkling bells.
"Just wait and see, Tink." The boy said. "It's a surprise." And saying this the boy opened the window and gracefully flew in the room. He made his fairy a sign with his hand, motioning to come closer. They both flew towards a bed placed several inches away from the window.
The boy lifted his body and placed himself on top of the bed. He saw the girl and smiled, his head a few inches from hers as he leaned closer to take a better look at her. As he leaned closer more aware of her scent he became. She smelt like...sweet.
Just then Tinkerbell, came and took a look at the girl. Her face light up even more, if it was possible. She smiled widely and soon began to jump around and make little fairy cries of joy. They were really loud. Peter was wondering how could a little creature like her could make such a loud noise, when he came to realize Tink was making too much racket and would end up by waking the girl up.
"SHH!!! Tink shut up, before you wake her." He told her. But the fairy ignored him and kept feeling happiness. "Tink...!you'll wake someone up..."
But then, it was too late, and the door burst open, revealing a woman, tall and beautiful. It was Wendy!
The boy and the fairy stayed still and quiet, as the lady walked towards them.
"Peter?" Wendy asked walking closer to him.
"Hi Wendy!" the boy exclaimed.
"Shh...! you'll wake Maddi up." She said. "Come, we can talk next door...in my studio."
Wendy walked to her studio, Peter and Tinkerbell flying behind. She opened the door and came in. The room was small. It had a desk, afire place and three little chairs.
Peter came in with Tink, as Wendy sat on one of the chairs by the fire. "Please sit down Peter." she said showing him another chair. Peter sat down, looking at Wendy awkwardly. He rubbed his chin. There was a considerable amount of hair on it now. Peter lowered his eyes as he remembered the changes he had been experiencing, and tears began to gather up in his eyes.
Wendy noticed this and reached up to him. "Peter...what's wrong?" she asked.
"What's wrong?! Look at me, that's what's wrong, Wendy, I have a beard.
Wendy smiled at the now young man. He was growing a beard and she noticed he was also growing hair on his legs and arms. The suit made of leaves and vines was different, the other one probably didn't fit him anymore. "Well, Peter I can shave it if you want me to." She offered.
At this Peter looked at her eyed and smiled. "That'll make it go away?" he asked her.
"Yes, Peter, it'll go away..."
"Forever?" he asked.
Wendy chuckled. "No, not forever...but for a while...um, I can teach you how to do it, if you want to."
He nodded and followed Wendy to the nearby bathroom. This time Tinkerbell wasn't with him. she was too busy making plans of her own, finding a way of taking the girl to Neverland, but of that we'll talk about later.
Once in the bathroom, Wendy opened a little drawer on the cupboard. She took a short knife and some shaving cream. As she did so Peter looked as if he was about to fade. Wendy resisted the urge to laugh, and smiled. "Don't worry, Peter, it won't hurt." And then she proceeded to shave Peter Pan.
After fifteen minutes, Wendy was done with shaving the handsome young man. "That's better, isn't it...?" she asked, only receiving an affirmative nod from Peter's side.
Peter stood up and looked at the reflection of himself in the mirror. "Oh the cleverness of me." He said.
Wendy smiled. She was about to protest but she decided against it. Peter Pan, had not changed a one bit.
"Anyway, Wendy. Who's the girl in you old room?" he asked. "Is she your..."
"No." Wendy answered quickly. "She's Madison, Michael's daughter..."
"So she's not you daughter...she's your..."
"Niece."
"Oh." He said.
"She's a wonderful girl..." Wendy said. "I'm very fond of her, Peter."
"uh-huh." He said, opening the window. "Tinkerbell!" he called, and soon the little fairy was by his side again.
"Peter." Wendy said.
"Yes?"
"You can't take her." she said firmly. "She's not mine...and besides..."
"I gotta go now Wendy, see you soon." He said bowing. Tinkerbell flew to Wendy's face and gave her a huge kiss on the nose. She flew away with Peter waving a goodbye.
Wendy sighed closing the window of her studio. "Please don't take her." she muttered to the night.
She knew that if Peter took Maddi to Neverland, Maddi wouldn't return, never, and she wouldn't be able to bear that. what would Michael say? She looked out the window for a last time, and went to bed. Maybe the morning would bring a solution.
An: Ok adventures are about to begin! Yay!
Disclaimer: I own only Madison, Abel, Mrs. Miranda Darling, Helen and Toby the basset hound! Go me!
Chapter 4: Shaved Peter Pan.
Madison and Wendy had just finished having supper, and as Wendy had promise, Helen's supper was wonderful. Turkey, potatoes, and apple pie for desert. Helen walked around picking up the dishes.
"Helen, that was a wonderful meal." Wendy said. "congratulations to our chef Helen!" she added laughing, looking at Madison. They both clapped while laughing.
"Thank you, thank you." Said Helen bowing jokingly. "I want to thank, first of all god, my family, and Mrs. Wendy who made this supper possible by buying the turkey."
"And apples!" laughed Wendy. "Don't forget apples..."
"Oh, silly me! Of course, Mrs. Wendy bought the apples too." Helen said looking at Madison.
Madison chuckled slightly. This was the weirdest thing ever. Her mother wouldn't even consider treating Carol, like Wendy treated Helen. Like friends. Well but again, Aunt Wendy was a special thing, she was not like many of the other grown ups, and definitely she was not at all like her mother. After thinking about it, Madison decided aunt Wendy was alright...ok, she was more than alright, she was perfect! She was caring, fun, happy...motherly, probably because she didn't have any kids of her own. Just being around her made Madison forget her problems and everything bad that had happened just disappeared. Oh it was wonderful!
Helen made her way to the kitchen, her hands full with the dishes. Wendy had told her to bring some tea.
Wendy cleared her throat to bring Maddi's attention. Madison had apparently drifted away on her thoughts of how wonderful aunt Wendy was. "Well, Maddi." Aunt Wendy said. It seemed she had something really important to tell her. "Now onto the reason you're here..."
Madison felt her stomach funny as her heart skipped a beat. She had forgotten something, obviously important, about aunt Wendy. She had forgotten the real reason she was with her...she had forgotten she was there to grow up and become a lady.
"Look, Maddi." Said Wendy placing a hand on her niece's, noticing her upset look. "I know how hard this is. But growing up isn't all crying and problems... there are also other things...good things."
"Like what?" Madison asked.
"Like men, like love..."
"Men?...love?" Madison asked almost disgusted by the use of those same words in one sentence. "But I'm only 14...."
"Maddi, you're in an appropriate age of finding a fine young man..." Wendy said smiling softly. "And for a girl as beautiful as you that shouldn't be so hard."
Madison shook her head no. "I'm not beautiful." She said. "And I don't want to get married..."
"Now a days status matters, a young lady like yourself should get married not remain single, you see it's not well liked."
"I don't care what others may think..." Madison said stiffing a sob. "I'll become a world famous writer..."
"And you'll write about...?" Wendy asked curiously.
"About my adventures, of course." Maddi replied. "...oh, but I haven't had them yet, so that's another reason of why I can't get married...at least in a long time... I have to live my adventures first..."
"Oh but, Maddi." Wendy said, but the stopped quickly while thinking to herself. She sounded so much like herself when she was younger. Wendy thought the same before... before Peter kissed her. It had been wonderful, no other kiss had been the same either, her first kiss, her special kiss. "Come closer Maddi, let me appraise you..."
Madison did as she was told and stood up in front of her aunt, smiling awkwardly. Wendy looked at her face fixedly. "Yes, it's quite as I have expected..." She said, smiling from ear to ear.
"What is it?"
"You have a woman's chin, had you not noticed?" she asked. "There hidden in the right hand corner, is that a kiss?"
Madison looked confused. She touched her chin as she frowned. Just as Wendy said the words concerning the kiss, Helen walked in the dinning room. "Excuse me, but did I heard correctly?" she asked placing the metal trade on the table. "A kiss...a hidden kiss? Just like yours Mrs. Wendy!"
"B-but what is it for?" Madison asked, very confused...a hidden kiss? How could a kiss be hidden... how could someone have a hidden kiss on their faces?
"Ah...Mrs. Madison, It its for the greatest adventure of all. They that find it have slipped in and out of heaven."
"Find what?" Madison asked. All the talking Helen did confused her more. How could a kiss be an exiting adventure?
"The one the kiss belongs too, of course." Said Helen. "Mrs. Maddi is all a woman."
Madison was just too speechless to react at the terrible , at least terrible for her, news. She... a...woman?
"Almost a woman." Corrected Wendy, as she stood up and took Madison by the shoulders. "You must be awfully tired, dear. What if we go and find your room?" she asked. She knew how this whole thing about being a woman would affect Maddi, after all, it had affected her too, and it had changed her life in ways she only imagined in her wildest dreams.
"Shall I take this tea back to the kitchen, Mrs. Wendy?" asked Helen.
"Um, no, Helen. We'll take it upstairs in the nursery..."
Wendy and Madison, walked back to the great foyer, where Maddi's suitcases still were lying on the wooden floor. Wendy grabbed a couple of suitcases, as so did Madison. She smiled while she lead the way up the stairs. "Oh, I know you'll just love it here. You can sleep in the nursery...it doesn't look like a nursery anymore, of course, it actually looks like young lady's room." Wendy said.
Once they had reached the second floor there was one single hallway. With 4 rooms and a bathroom. One room was Aunt Wendy's studio, as she called it. Next to it there was another large room which was her room, and next to it an even larger room was signaled to Maddi as the nursery, her room.
Wendy opened the door to reveal a large room with a single bed, a dresser, a night side table, a desk and a wardrobe, all made of the lightest wood. The bed had sky blue covers and white soft pillows. It had a pale blue canopy over it. The walls were painted white with some leafy patterns here and there, the curtains were long and of the same soft color as forget-me- knots. There was, also a full length sized mirror standing next to the window. The window was the thing that Madison really, really liked. It lead to a balcony. It didn't have a windowsill, as the one she had back at home, but it was a very tall window, not too wide but tall and wide enough for a person to stand on it. The best thing was the vitro patterns on it, yellow, red and orange figures decorated the glass.
"Do you like it, Maddi?" asked Wendy, placing a hand on Madison's shoulder. "Oh, aunt Wendy, it's beautiful!" Madison said walking in the room.
"I knew you would like it." Wendy said. "Your father, and I used to sleep here when we were younger...oh, and of course John, too...and all the other...boys." Wendy sighed deeply, at the memories that room brought her. "Oh, that's Toby's..." Said Wendy motioning towards the dog house in front of the bed. "He'll watch over you."
"Watch over me?" Madison asked chuckling. "What could ever happen?"
"The wind might take away the birds..." Wendy muttered.
"Hmmm?" Madison asked.
"Oh, nothing, dear..." Wendy said nervously as she placed Maddi's suitcases on the bed. "Well, I'll leave you now, get ready for bed and I'll come when you're ready..."
Aunt Wendy left the room closing the door behind them, leaving Madison alone. Madison smiled. She already loved the nursery. It was beautiful, but there was something more. She felt, a strange sensation, like a bond with he room. maybe it was because her father had slept there, maybe not. Anyway, she pulled her dress and petticoat over her head and put on her long nightgown. She placed the suitcases on the floor again, she would sort her clothes out in the morning, and jumped inside the soft warm bed.
She did not, of course, noticed a strange boy flying outside the window. Every time Madison turned to the window, the boy hid in the shadows. Usually he would be joined by a bright light buzzing around him, but this time the fairy was elsewhere, streets away, in Michael Darling's house, looking for a girl of golden brown hair with touches of copper.
The boy looked at Madison curiously. Who was she and what was she doing in his Wendy's old room? He moved in closer to the window. The girl was reading a book and wouldn't see him. he pressed his hand on the cold glass and looked at her fixedly. Just then, the girl turned her head to the window. He flew upwards immediately, hoping the girl had not seen him.
As Madison looked towards the window she thought she saw something that quickly disappeared. She swung her legs over the edge of the bed and walked to the window. She popped her head outside and looked in all directions, but saw nothing.
Right then she heard a knock in the door followed by aunt Wendy's voice asking if she could come in. She closed the window quickly and jumped in bed again.
Aunt Wendy came in carrying a trade with tea. She sat in Maddi's bed and handed her one cup. Madison could once again notice aunt Wendy was VERY different from her mother.
"Alright, Maddi." Said aunt Wendy. "I assume you understood what I wanted to say at dinner."
Madison nodded. "Yes, aunt Wendy." She said dryly.
"I'm sorry Maddi....about all this." She said. "I was scared to death when I had to grow up you know...But, afterwards when I met Philippe. It was love at first sight...my first love."
The boy outside heard this. The phrase turning around in his head. "...my first love..." He muttered. His smile faded from his face and he flew away.
***
Madison slept peacefully. Her chest raising and falling as she breathed. She once again didn't notice the strange boy looking through the window.
This time the boy, Peter Pan, was joined by the tiny light buzzing around him. His fairy Tinkerbell.
The fairy stood in his shoulder and spoke to him. "What was it you wanted to show me! I must return to the other house, the girl might return and I have to be there." But to those who didn't know the fairy speech this would sound as someone ringing tiny tinkling bells.
"Just wait and see, Tink." The boy said. "It's a surprise." And saying this the boy opened the window and gracefully flew in the room. He made his fairy a sign with his hand, motioning to come closer. They both flew towards a bed placed several inches away from the window.
The boy lifted his body and placed himself on top of the bed. He saw the girl and smiled, his head a few inches from hers as he leaned closer to take a better look at her. As he leaned closer more aware of her scent he became. She smelt like...sweet.
Just then Tinkerbell, came and took a look at the girl. Her face light up even more, if it was possible. She smiled widely and soon began to jump around and make little fairy cries of joy. They were really loud. Peter was wondering how could a little creature like her could make such a loud noise, when he came to realize Tink was making too much racket and would end up by waking the girl up.
"SHH!!! Tink shut up, before you wake her." He told her. But the fairy ignored him and kept feeling happiness. "Tink...!you'll wake someone up..."
But then, it was too late, and the door burst open, revealing a woman, tall and beautiful. It was Wendy!
The boy and the fairy stayed still and quiet, as the lady walked towards them.
"Peter?" Wendy asked walking closer to him.
"Hi Wendy!" the boy exclaimed.
"Shh...! you'll wake Maddi up." She said. "Come, we can talk next door...in my studio."
Wendy walked to her studio, Peter and Tinkerbell flying behind. She opened the door and came in. The room was small. It had a desk, afire place and three little chairs.
Peter came in with Tink, as Wendy sat on one of the chairs by the fire. "Please sit down Peter." she said showing him another chair. Peter sat down, looking at Wendy awkwardly. He rubbed his chin. There was a considerable amount of hair on it now. Peter lowered his eyes as he remembered the changes he had been experiencing, and tears began to gather up in his eyes.
Wendy noticed this and reached up to him. "Peter...what's wrong?" she asked.
"What's wrong?! Look at me, that's what's wrong, Wendy, I have a beard.
Wendy smiled at the now young man. He was growing a beard and she noticed he was also growing hair on his legs and arms. The suit made of leaves and vines was different, the other one probably didn't fit him anymore. "Well, Peter I can shave it if you want me to." She offered.
At this Peter looked at her eyed and smiled. "That'll make it go away?" he asked her.
"Yes, Peter, it'll go away..."
"Forever?" he asked.
Wendy chuckled. "No, not forever...but for a while...um, I can teach you how to do it, if you want to."
He nodded and followed Wendy to the nearby bathroom. This time Tinkerbell wasn't with him. she was too busy making plans of her own, finding a way of taking the girl to Neverland, but of that we'll talk about later.
Once in the bathroom, Wendy opened a little drawer on the cupboard. She took a short knife and some shaving cream. As she did so Peter looked as if he was about to fade. Wendy resisted the urge to laugh, and smiled. "Don't worry, Peter, it won't hurt." And then she proceeded to shave Peter Pan.
After fifteen minutes, Wendy was done with shaving the handsome young man. "That's better, isn't it...?" she asked, only receiving an affirmative nod from Peter's side.
Peter stood up and looked at the reflection of himself in the mirror. "Oh the cleverness of me." He said.
Wendy smiled. She was about to protest but she decided against it. Peter Pan, had not changed a one bit.
"Anyway, Wendy. Who's the girl in you old room?" he asked. "Is she your..."
"No." Wendy answered quickly. "She's Madison, Michael's daughter..."
"So she's not you daughter...she's your..."
"Niece."
"Oh." He said.
"She's a wonderful girl..." Wendy said. "I'm very fond of her, Peter."
"uh-huh." He said, opening the window. "Tinkerbell!" he called, and soon the little fairy was by his side again.
"Peter." Wendy said.
"Yes?"
"You can't take her." she said firmly. "She's not mine...and besides..."
"I gotta go now Wendy, see you soon." He said bowing. Tinkerbell flew to Wendy's face and gave her a huge kiss on the nose. She flew away with Peter waving a goodbye.
Wendy sighed closing the window of her studio. "Please don't take her." she muttered to the night.
She knew that if Peter took Maddi to Neverland, Maddi wouldn't return, never, and she wouldn't be able to bear that. what would Michael say? She looked out the window for a last time, and went to bed. Maybe the morning would bring a solution.
An: Ok adventures are about to begin! Yay!
