Chapter #8: A Night in the Hideout
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DISCLAIMER: I don't own Peter Pan and anyone else from J.M Barrie's mind. I only own Becca.
Hey guys! Well I have something to say. . . I'M SOOOOOOOOO SORRY!!!!!! I really REALLY wanted to update sooner but I've been busy working and in school and then my teachers have the nerve to drown me in homework. But! I'm home sick today so I'm ignoring my mountain of homework for you guys! And I swear I am going to try to update more often. I'm not really being fair to you guys and I'm forever sorry. Please forgive me. Anyways on with the next chapter. YAAAA!
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"So, this is the so called 'manly-hideout'?" Becca asked Peter as they reached the outside of the tree.
"Well it definitely isn't a 'playhouse'!" Peter replied disgusted that he had to use that word.
"Right and I am the Queen of England." Becca replied as she walked around the huge tree to find the entrance, "So how do we get in?" She stopped in front of Peter and noticed he looked a little flustered. "What's wrong?" She asked innocently, even though she knew the answer.
Peter just glared at her for a second and then he blew up, "For the last time," He began softly, "THIS ISN'T A PLAYHOUSE!! IT'S A VERY MANLY HIDEOUT!!!" He took a breath to continue but Becca gave in.
"OKAY!, ok, ok!" She threw her hands in the air as a sign of defeat. "It's a hideout. Jeez, I didn't know it meant so much to you." She smirked at Peter. "So now that we got that settled," Becca turned to face the tree, "How do we get into this play. . ." Peter glared at her, "Oh right! I mean how do we get into this MANLY hideout?" Peter just shook his head and pointed to the top of the tree. Becca just stared and the extremely high entrance. She paled, "I am not climbing this tree! I don't climb. I wasn't born with climbing skills. You know this looks like a nice place I think I'll just sleep here tonight!" Becca pointed to a bumpy, very uncomfortable looking rock.
"Becca, are you not telling me something?" Peter stared at her with amusement.
"No. I just don't like climbing. What if I fall?" Becca looked at the ground, avoiding Peter's laughing stare.
"HA! You're afraid of heights aren't you?" Peter couldn't believe how smart he was. Becca continued to look at the ground not saying anything. "It all makes sense now. When I rescued you from Hook you panicked when we were flying and now this." Peter paused to think and then said, "Well there's only one way to conquer your fear." Peter jumped up into the air and flew around and then flew down and grabbed Becca from behind.
"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! PETER PUT ME DOWN!!!!" Becca screamed at him. The scream was so loud she could have broke windows. Peter didn't listen he just flew higher and higher until they reached the top of the hideout. Becca screaming the whole way. He dropped her into the hole and she slid down to the entrance. When Becca landed she just stared and then jumped up and kissed the walls and then jumped down and kissed the floor. "Thank you Lord! I'm still alive thank you thank you thank you."
"There not that wasn't so bad was it?" Peter asked once he landed inside too. Becca turned and glared at Peter. Peter backed away knowing she was going to attack him. "Hey! Easy Becca easy," He tried to clam her as he backed away. Then without warning Becca jumped him. She tackled him to the ground and started hitting him.
"DON'T YOU EVER, AND I MEAN EVER! DO THAT AGAIN. YOU GOT THAT PETER PAN. YOU COULD HAVE KILLED ME IF YOU HAD DROPPED ME! AND NOW YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO PAY!" Then when Becca was about to hit him again something grabbed and pulled her hair. "OUCH!!" She got off Peter to see what it was. She turned around and was blinded with a face full of dust. "ACHOO!" She sneezed. (Could this day get ANY worse?) Becca thought.
"Tinkerbell no!" Peter said sternly from behind her, but it was too late. Tinkerbell threw more dust into Becca's face. "Tinkerbell that's enough!" Peter grabbed Tinkerbell with his hat and kept her in there, the whole time she was struggling to get out. "Are you ok?" Peter asked Becca sympathetically.
"A-A-A-ACHOO!" Was his reply. "What was that?" She demanded. Peter handed her a cloth to wipe her face off so she could see and he began to explain.
"It's Tinkerbell. She must of thought you were trying to kill me. She was just trying to save me, that's all. I'm really sorry." Becca finished wiping herself off. She dropped the cloth and rubbed her eyes. She opened them to see Peter holding his hat, which was struggling like crazy. Becca was amazed at the sight but was still very angry. Peter couldn't hold his hat any longer and finally dropped it. A pixie flew out. She started chiming to Peter and then left. Peter had a sad look on his face.
"What's wrong?" Becca asked forgetting she was mad at him.
"She said she was leaving Neverland." Peter answered her. Becca felt sorry for Peter now. (What did I do?) She thought.
"Aww Peter I'm sorry. Do you want to go look for her? I'll go with you." Becca offered forgetting she didn't believe in pixies.
"There's no point now. She won't listen. Besides it's late." Peter picked up his hat and put it on. "She won't leave. She says that every time she gets mad at me." Peter assured Becca.
"Well if you know she won't leave why are you so down?" Becca asked.
"Because I got my butt kicked by a girl!" Peter said sadly. Becca burst out laughing. "It's not funny! What would my men do if they found out?" Peter defended himself. Becca at this point was on the floor laughing. She couldn't help it. Peter just stared at the laughing figure on the ground. Finally after five minutes Becca controlled herself and got up off the floor.
"Look, I'm really tired and I want to sleep but tomorrow I'll help you find Tinkerbell if you want." Becca offered. She really didn't want to look for that stupid pixie but she did feel bad for making her mad at Peter.
"OK that sounds good. I'm pretty tired anyways. Well your room is down the hall to your left." Peter pointed. Becca looked around and noticed how beautiful this place was. She couldn't believe her eyes. She was in complete awe.
"Peter this place is beautiful. WOW!" She exclaimed.
"Thanks. . .I try." Peter smirked when he said that. Becca just looked at him and shook her head. "What?" Peter asked confused.
"Nothing. Good night Peter." Becca started walking to her room when she stopped and turned to Peter. "Oh and I promise I won't tell your men you got your ass kicked by a girl." She then turned around and laughed all the way to her room. Peter just stared at her for a moment and then turned and went into his room.
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So? What do you think? Review and I promise I'll write the next chapter sooner. Again I'm really sorry it took me so long. I hope you liked the chapter.
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DISCLAIMER: I don't own Peter Pan and anyone else from J.M Barrie's mind. I only own Becca.
Hey guys! Well I have something to say. . . I'M SOOOOOOOOO SORRY!!!!!! I really REALLY wanted to update sooner but I've been busy working and in school and then my teachers have the nerve to drown me in homework. But! I'm home sick today so I'm ignoring my mountain of homework for you guys! And I swear I am going to try to update more often. I'm not really being fair to you guys and I'm forever sorry. Please forgive me. Anyways on with the next chapter. YAAAA!
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"So, this is the so called 'manly-hideout'?" Becca asked Peter as they reached the outside of the tree.
"Well it definitely isn't a 'playhouse'!" Peter replied disgusted that he had to use that word.
"Right and I am the Queen of England." Becca replied as she walked around the huge tree to find the entrance, "So how do we get in?" She stopped in front of Peter and noticed he looked a little flustered. "What's wrong?" She asked innocently, even though she knew the answer.
Peter just glared at her for a second and then he blew up, "For the last time," He began softly, "THIS ISN'T A PLAYHOUSE!! IT'S A VERY MANLY HIDEOUT!!!" He took a breath to continue but Becca gave in.
"OKAY!, ok, ok!" She threw her hands in the air as a sign of defeat. "It's a hideout. Jeez, I didn't know it meant so much to you." She smirked at Peter. "So now that we got that settled," Becca turned to face the tree, "How do we get into this play. . ." Peter glared at her, "Oh right! I mean how do we get into this MANLY hideout?" Peter just shook his head and pointed to the top of the tree. Becca just stared and the extremely high entrance. She paled, "I am not climbing this tree! I don't climb. I wasn't born with climbing skills. You know this looks like a nice place I think I'll just sleep here tonight!" Becca pointed to a bumpy, very uncomfortable looking rock.
"Becca, are you not telling me something?" Peter stared at her with amusement.
"No. I just don't like climbing. What if I fall?" Becca looked at the ground, avoiding Peter's laughing stare.
"HA! You're afraid of heights aren't you?" Peter couldn't believe how smart he was. Becca continued to look at the ground not saying anything. "It all makes sense now. When I rescued you from Hook you panicked when we were flying and now this." Peter paused to think and then said, "Well there's only one way to conquer your fear." Peter jumped up into the air and flew around and then flew down and grabbed Becca from behind.
"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! PETER PUT ME DOWN!!!!" Becca screamed at him. The scream was so loud she could have broke windows. Peter didn't listen he just flew higher and higher until they reached the top of the hideout. Becca screaming the whole way. He dropped her into the hole and she slid down to the entrance. When Becca landed she just stared and then jumped up and kissed the walls and then jumped down and kissed the floor. "Thank you Lord! I'm still alive thank you thank you thank you."
"There not that wasn't so bad was it?" Peter asked once he landed inside too. Becca turned and glared at Peter. Peter backed away knowing she was going to attack him. "Hey! Easy Becca easy," He tried to clam her as he backed away. Then without warning Becca jumped him. She tackled him to the ground and started hitting him.
"DON'T YOU EVER, AND I MEAN EVER! DO THAT AGAIN. YOU GOT THAT PETER PAN. YOU COULD HAVE KILLED ME IF YOU HAD DROPPED ME! AND NOW YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO PAY!" Then when Becca was about to hit him again something grabbed and pulled her hair. "OUCH!!" She got off Peter to see what it was. She turned around and was blinded with a face full of dust. "ACHOO!" She sneezed. (Could this day get ANY worse?) Becca thought.
"Tinkerbell no!" Peter said sternly from behind her, but it was too late. Tinkerbell threw more dust into Becca's face. "Tinkerbell that's enough!" Peter grabbed Tinkerbell with his hat and kept her in there, the whole time she was struggling to get out. "Are you ok?" Peter asked Becca sympathetically.
"A-A-A-ACHOO!" Was his reply. "What was that?" She demanded. Peter handed her a cloth to wipe her face off so she could see and he began to explain.
"It's Tinkerbell. She must of thought you were trying to kill me. She was just trying to save me, that's all. I'm really sorry." Becca finished wiping herself off. She dropped the cloth and rubbed her eyes. She opened them to see Peter holding his hat, which was struggling like crazy. Becca was amazed at the sight but was still very angry. Peter couldn't hold his hat any longer and finally dropped it. A pixie flew out. She started chiming to Peter and then left. Peter had a sad look on his face.
"What's wrong?" Becca asked forgetting she was mad at him.
"She said she was leaving Neverland." Peter answered her. Becca felt sorry for Peter now. (What did I do?) She thought.
"Aww Peter I'm sorry. Do you want to go look for her? I'll go with you." Becca offered forgetting she didn't believe in pixies.
"There's no point now. She won't listen. Besides it's late." Peter picked up his hat and put it on. "She won't leave. She says that every time she gets mad at me." Peter assured Becca.
"Well if you know she won't leave why are you so down?" Becca asked.
"Because I got my butt kicked by a girl!" Peter said sadly. Becca burst out laughing. "It's not funny! What would my men do if they found out?" Peter defended himself. Becca at this point was on the floor laughing. She couldn't help it. Peter just stared at the laughing figure on the ground. Finally after five minutes Becca controlled herself and got up off the floor.
"Look, I'm really tired and I want to sleep but tomorrow I'll help you find Tinkerbell if you want." Becca offered. She really didn't want to look for that stupid pixie but she did feel bad for making her mad at Peter.
"OK that sounds good. I'm pretty tired anyways. Well your room is down the hall to your left." Peter pointed. Becca looked around and noticed how beautiful this place was. She couldn't believe her eyes. She was in complete awe.
"Peter this place is beautiful. WOW!" She exclaimed.
"Thanks. . .I try." Peter smirked when he said that. Becca just looked at him and shook her head. "What?" Peter asked confused.
"Nothing. Good night Peter." Becca started walking to her room when she stopped and turned to Peter. "Oh and I promise I won't tell your men you got your ass kicked by a girl." She then turned around and laughed all the way to her room. Peter just stared at her for a moment and then turned and went into his room.
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So? What do you think? Review and I promise I'll write the next chapter sooner. Again I'm really sorry it took me so long. I hope you liked the chapter.