Moria danced into the kitchen. She'd never been so happy in her life. Before she knew it she was floating around the kitchen on a natural high. Her feet refused to stay on the ground as she attempted to cook dinner. She hummed and Tinkerbell soon picked up on the tune. Moria smiled at the small pixie.

Then she remembered the stories of Tink hating Wendy for loving Peter. Her smile faded into worry.

"You know that I'm not trying to make Peter leave right?" she asked the fairy.

Tink looked at her with confusion and nodded with a jingle.

"I only wish for him to stay here and rule Neverland." Moria added.

Tink jingled with agreement.

"Good." Moria said. Then she went back to her humming and joyous mood.

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The ceremony would be beautiful. He'd never seen one but he knew it would be spectacular. He could already envision how he hoped it would look. He knew exactly how he wished Moria to dress.

He dropped into the fairies tree again forgetting all means of manners.

"She's agreed." He said proudly. "We wish to be married." He added.

"Brilliant. Sit and we shall pick a date." The King said. Peter sat Indian style before them.

"How long do you suspect planning to take?" The Queen asked.

"I don't know." Peter said. "Is that important?" he asked with worry. He had no sense of time. He never had. How was he to know how long something would take?

"No um... well... who do you wish to come?" The King asked.

"Everyone." Peter said with excitement. "Fairies, Indians, mermaids and beast." He added.

"So we shall have it at the lagoon." The Queen said.

"Why are we planning for them? It's their day dear. Let them plan." The King said.

"True. Peter, you and Moria plan everything out and come to us the day before you'd like the ceremony to be. We shall send out the message and the island shall attend." The Queen said. Peter perked up.

"Thank you your majesties. Thank you." He said. Then he flew from the tree.