A/N I really don't like this chapter. I have a slight case of writers
block, so bear with me. thanks to everyone who reviewed. I've decided that
for every five or ten reviews I have, depending on time, ill post a
chapter. So when I have either 15 or 20 reviews, ill post. Okay, now, on
with the chapter!
Disclaimer- see chapter 3
Chapter4
"Pixie dust?" Mary asked.
"Tinker Bell!" The three rather shouted. In the excitement since Peter woke up, they had all forgotten Tinker Bell and her uncertain state. They rushed over to Mary's bed, where they had last seen the pixie. There was a small rumple in the sheets where she had lain, but Tinker Bell was no where to be found. Peter and the girls leaned forward to examine the covers more closely, and Mary and Peter's shoulders bumped slightly. Mary, ever polite on first meetings, apologized.
"I'm sorry," she said automatically.
"It's fine," Peter answered and smiled at her. Mary started to smile back when..
"YYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHAT IN THE NAME OF ALL THINGS HOLY WAS THAT??????!!!!!!!!" she screamed. Peter and Anna had no doubt she was overreacting to whatever it was, but they turned to investigate anyway. Mary plopped down onto her bed and crossed her arms with a childish pout she was very proud of.
"Tinker Bell!" Anna said when she saw the pixie. She had come to rest atop the shelf that reached across the far wall. She was pouting and had her arms crossed and looked very much like Mary.
"Tink!" Peter shouted and flew over to her. "Don't do that! How many times do I have to tell you?!" He had already forgotten that she had almost died just a moment ago. Tink tinkled something in return. Anna and Mary couldn't understand what exactly she said, but they got the jist of it, and they, along with Peter, blushed. Mary decided she was finished with being withdrawn and walked over with her sister to join Peter beside Tinker Bell. Mary motioned for Anna for help her onto the dresser. Anna cupped her hands, allowing Mary to step one foot there and one foot on the dresser. She grabbed the shelf carefully away from Tinker Bell to pull herself up. Her head poked up over the edge of the shelf, and Tinker Bell stood up in indignation, so that their eyes were now level. Mary spoke clearly, so that there was no way Tinker Bell could not of understood what she was saying.
"Tinker Bell? I'm sorry I upset you. It was an accident. I swear. I'm always polite to people when I first meet them, but afterwards, I'm rather not." Tinker Bell shot her a rude look. "Oh! I'm still nice, but I'm not as polite. I don't like Peter in that way! I promise! He's all yours, I swear." She finished fervently. Apparently it was good enough, because Tinker Bell, though still far from being nice, no longer had such a surly look upon her face, and flew over to Peter's shoulder. The pixie stood on tip-toe to reach his ear and whisper something in it. Peter laughed. Anna and Mary exchanged looks. Not happy looks. They didn't like being left out. Anna leaned over and whispered to Mary.
"What are they talking about. Just sounds like loads of little bells to me." she asked.
"Well, how'm I supposed to know! And of course it sounds like little bells," she whispered back scornfully. "Duh!" and slapped her sister on the head. Anna make a biting motion at Mary, who immediately drew back. They were interrupted by the looming fact that they were now alone in the room.
'Wha?' They both thought and rushed over to the window. It was open, revealing the millions and millions of stars, tiny and not so, and the rooftops of London, but nothing else.
"Was that.." Anna started.
"A dream?" Mary finished. It felt like it. They had been so hopeful. It wasn't unlikely. Peter Pan didn't exist and they knew it, and the twins had shared dreams before, but it had felt so real. Both girls erupted at the same time.
"It must of been, there's no way.." Mary said mournfully.
"I can't believe it! The butt munch! He was supposed to take us to Neverland!" Anna ranted.
"Wait. You believe it wasn't a dream?" Mary asked confusedly.
"Duh. Lookit." She answered, and pointed to the window seat, where several little water droplets intermingled with a few skeleton leaves and something glittery. "That's not fake." Mary stared at it in shock.
"But...but...its not possible..it cant be...it cant..."
"It can, it was, and Peter Pan's a butt munch. I'm gonna go listen to my Godsmack CD now," Anna replied angrily and stalked off. Mary sat down on the window seat, carefully away from the leaves and pixie dust. She didn't know why, but she didn't want to touch them. It was almost as if she were afraid they might disappear if disturbed. Mary gazed upon the second star to the right and quietly made a wish.
"Peter, I don't know if you came or not, but I think you did. Please Peter, come back! Come back! Or even if you haven't come in the first place, come alight on my window. I need you right now Peter. I'm gonna grow up soon if something doesn't happen, and I don't wanna! Please come visit." Mary continued in this manner for many minutes more.
Somewhere above her, someone was stifling a laugh.
Ooh, can anyone guess who? Well, probably everyone. Its not as if it isn't obvious. Well, anywho, all of you who want another chapter, REVIEW! I've thought about what I said earlier, and decided to revise it. when I reach 15 reviews, I start typing up the next chapter. When I reach 20, ill post it. simple? And if the same person reviews more than once, it still counts. So bear that in mind and review!
Disclaimer- see chapter 3
Chapter4
"Pixie dust?" Mary asked.
"Tinker Bell!" The three rather shouted. In the excitement since Peter woke up, they had all forgotten Tinker Bell and her uncertain state. They rushed over to Mary's bed, where they had last seen the pixie. There was a small rumple in the sheets where she had lain, but Tinker Bell was no where to be found. Peter and the girls leaned forward to examine the covers more closely, and Mary and Peter's shoulders bumped slightly. Mary, ever polite on first meetings, apologized.
"I'm sorry," she said automatically.
"It's fine," Peter answered and smiled at her. Mary started to smile back when..
"YYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHAT IN THE NAME OF ALL THINGS HOLY WAS THAT??????!!!!!!!!" she screamed. Peter and Anna had no doubt she was overreacting to whatever it was, but they turned to investigate anyway. Mary plopped down onto her bed and crossed her arms with a childish pout she was very proud of.
"Tinker Bell!" Anna said when she saw the pixie. She had come to rest atop the shelf that reached across the far wall. She was pouting and had her arms crossed and looked very much like Mary.
"Tink!" Peter shouted and flew over to her. "Don't do that! How many times do I have to tell you?!" He had already forgotten that she had almost died just a moment ago. Tink tinkled something in return. Anna and Mary couldn't understand what exactly she said, but they got the jist of it, and they, along with Peter, blushed. Mary decided she was finished with being withdrawn and walked over with her sister to join Peter beside Tinker Bell. Mary motioned for Anna for help her onto the dresser. Anna cupped her hands, allowing Mary to step one foot there and one foot on the dresser. She grabbed the shelf carefully away from Tinker Bell to pull herself up. Her head poked up over the edge of the shelf, and Tinker Bell stood up in indignation, so that their eyes were now level. Mary spoke clearly, so that there was no way Tinker Bell could not of understood what she was saying.
"Tinker Bell? I'm sorry I upset you. It was an accident. I swear. I'm always polite to people when I first meet them, but afterwards, I'm rather not." Tinker Bell shot her a rude look. "Oh! I'm still nice, but I'm not as polite. I don't like Peter in that way! I promise! He's all yours, I swear." She finished fervently. Apparently it was good enough, because Tinker Bell, though still far from being nice, no longer had such a surly look upon her face, and flew over to Peter's shoulder. The pixie stood on tip-toe to reach his ear and whisper something in it. Peter laughed. Anna and Mary exchanged looks. Not happy looks. They didn't like being left out. Anna leaned over and whispered to Mary.
"What are they talking about. Just sounds like loads of little bells to me." she asked.
"Well, how'm I supposed to know! And of course it sounds like little bells," she whispered back scornfully. "Duh!" and slapped her sister on the head. Anna make a biting motion at Mary, who immediately drew back. They were interrupted by the looming fact that they were now alone in the room.
'Wha?' They both thought and rushed over to the window. It was open, revealing the millions and millions of stars, tiny and not so, and the rooftops of London, but nothing else.
"Was that.." Anna started.
"A dream?" Mary finished. It felt like it. They had been so hopeful. It wasn't unlikely. Peter Pan didn't exist and they knew it, and the twins had shared dreams before, but it had felt so real. Both girls erupted at the same time.
"It must of been, there's no way.." Mary said mournfully.
"I can't believe it! The butt munch! He was supposed to take us to Neverland!" Anna ranted.
"Wait. You believe it wasn't a dream?" Mary asked confusedly.
"Duh. Lookit." She answered, and pointed to the window seat, where several little water droplets intermingled with a few skeleton leaves and something glittery. "That's not fake." Mary stared at it in shock.
"But...but...its not possible..it cant be...it cant..."
"It can, it was, and Peter Pan's a butt munch. I'm gonna go listen to my Godsmack CD now," Anna replied angrily and stalked off. Mary sat down on the window seat, carefully away from the leaves and pixie dust. She didn't know why, but she didn't want to touch them. It was almost as if she were afraid they might disappear if disturbed. Mary gazed upon the second star to the right and quietly made a wish.
"Peter, I don't know if you came or not, but I think you did. Please Peter, come back! Come back! Or even if you haven't come in the first place, come alight on my window. I need you right now Peter. I'm gonna grow up soon if something doesn't happen, and I don't wanna! Please come visit." Mary continued in this manner for many minutes more.
Somewhere above her, someone was stifling a laugh.
Ooh, can anyone guess who? Well, probably everyone. Its not as if it isn't obvious. Well, anywho, all of you who want another chapter, REVIEW! I've thought about what I said earlier, and decided to revise it. when I reach 15 reviews, I start typing up the next chapter. When I reach 20, ill post it. simple? And if the same person reviews more than once, it still counts. So bear that in mind and review!
