There they sat in the kitchen. Eating straight from the jar now Peter sat
on the counter beside Moria. Tink sat on his shoulder licking peanut butter
from her tiny fingers.
"So... Moria right?" that was what her mother had called her he thought. She nodded. "Are... are you related to Wendy?" he asked. Her lips shifted again. He watched them intently. Subconsciously he licked his own.
"To be honest Peter, I thought you were merely a story until you showed up." She said.
"Merely a story?" he asked with shock. She nodded biting her bottom lip slightly. His eyes were glued.
"You were merely a fabulous dream... I mean... I felt like... like there was something out there like you but... I've been told that you were only a story for so long." She said.
"But you believed in me?" he asked. She blushed slightly as she nodded.
"You were... are... whatever..." she said. He looked confused. "You gave me hope." She said. Peter looked at her questioningly as he licked peanut butter from the spoon she'd made him use.
"Hope for what?" he asked.
"Hope that I wouldn't have to grow up." She said. Peter smiled proudly.
"You're welcome." He said. She laughed softly.
"Why do you ask about Wendy?" she asked taking the jar and a spoon full of peanut butter. He looked shocked and confused. Then he remembered his previous question.
"Oh yes. I just... you remind me so much of Wendy. I was only wondering if you were her grand daughter." He said.
"How do I remind you of Wendy?" she asked. Peter looked at her and shrugged with a sly smile.
"Something about you." He said. She smiled. Tink jingled. "Shush." He said softly. Moria laughed.
"What did she say?" she asked. He looked at her with worry and shock.
"She said... she said that... I was pathetic." He said. She looked confused but amused at the same time.
"Why are you pathetic?" she asked. Peter gave her a side smile that made her heart stop. His eyes sparkled with excitement.
"Come on." He said jumping off the counter. Moria looked confused as he took her hand. She quickly set the jar of peanut butter down and followed him out to the back yard.
"Where are we going?" she asked.
"I hate being in one place for to long. Makes me feel like I'm trapped." He said. She smiled.
"But where are we going?" she asked. He smiled and looked up into the sky.
"Into the clouds." He said. She looked up just as he wrapped his arm around her waist and took off into the air. She shrieked and snapped her arms around his neck in reaction to the lack of ground beneath her feet. She was flying. She was flying in his arms.
"So... Moria right?" that was what her mother had called her he thought. She nodded. "Are... are you related to Wendy?" he asked. Her lips shifted again. He watched them intently. Subconsciously he licked his own.
"To be honest Peter, I thought you were merely a story until you showed up." She said.
"Merely a story?" he asked with shock. She nodded biting her bottom lip slightly. His eyes were glued.
"You were merely a fabulous dream... I mean... I felt like... like there was something out there like you but... I've been told that you were only a story for so long." She said.
"But you believed in me?" he asked. She blushed slightly as she nodded.
"You were... are... whatever..." she said. He looked confused. "You gave me hope." She said. Peter looked at her questioningly as he licked peanut butter from the spoon she'd made him use.
"Hope for what?" he asked.
"Hope that I wouldn't have to grow up." She said. Peter smiled proudly.
"You're welcome." He said. She laughed softly.
"Why do you ask about Wendy?" she asked taking the jar and a spoon full of peanut butter. He looked shocked and confused. Then he remembered his previous question.
"Oh yes. I just... you remind me so much of Wendy. I was only wondering if you were her grand daughter." He said.
"How do I remind you of Wendy?" she asked. Peter looked at her and shrugged with a sly smile.
"Something about you." He said. She smiled. Tink jingled. "Shush." He said softly. Moria laughed.
"What did she say?" she asked. He looked at her with worry and shock.
"She said... she said that... I was pathetic." He said. She looked confused but amused at the same time.
"Why are you pathetic?" she asked. Peter gave her a side smile that made her heart stop. His eyes sparkled with excitement.
"Come on." He said jumping off the counter. Moria looked confused as he took her hand. She quickly set the jar of peanut butter down and followed him out to the back yard.
"Where are we going?" she asked.
"I hate being in one place for to long. Makes me feel like I'm trapped." He said. She smiled.
"But where are we going?" she asked. He smiled and looked up into the sky.
"Into the clouds." He said. She looked up just as he wrapped his arm around her waist and took off into the air. She shrieked and snapped her arms around his neck in reaction to the lack of ground beneath her feet. She was flying. She was flying in his arms.
