CHAPTER 5: STORY TIME
"Hansel and Gretel noticed the witch open the fire door!" Wendy growled.
"She grabbed Hansel, and was prepared to throw the boy in!" Wendy lunged
towards Harry, and grabbed him, pulling him up and slamming him down to the
floor. Harry and Ben gasped together, smiling. "Just then, Gretel pushed
Hansel out of the way and pushed the wicked witch inside the flames!
Watching her charred body turned into ashes, and drift out of the fire,
next to her feet. The ashes turned many different colors, and whirled
around in the air around Hansel and Gretel. Slowly, they turned into the
Magical Fairy herself!" Ben smiled, picturing the scene. Wendy jumped onto
the table and looked up to the heavens. "'You two have made the utmost act
of love, through your heart.' The fairy queen said. She flew across the
room, telling them that they shall arrive to their home with cakes to their
hearts' delight!"
The boys cheered, liking this story that Wendy made up. Wendy made a slight curtsy and looked at the window, her smile definitely gone.
"What is it, Wendy?" Ben asked. Wendy walked to the window and saw a powerful light in the tree.
"Wendy?" Her two brothers asked.
Wendy turned to them, wanting this to be her secret. "Nothing. Goodnight, and go to your room so I can sleep."
Ben laughed at Wendy and Harry rolled his eyes as they left the room. Ben and Harry's room was blue and was fairly big. The room was filled with toys, and unlike their sister's window, they always kept it locked.
Wendy was back in her bed when she heard the rustle of a dress. "I'm leaving you in charge, dearest." Mrs. Morgan smiled. Wendy pouted. "Goodnight, and keep in mind that we all love you." She kissed her daughter goodnight and left her in the warm room with nothing but a fire and blankets to keep her cozy.
Wendy's nightgown was white cotton with a pink ribbon on the bodice. Her hair was down, wavy and beautiful. She fell asleep, dreaming about a bat flying near her hair.
The real creature in the room was the light again. It frantically searched around books, toys, dolls, and other toys. The odd thing about this flying light is that it is a fairy. Tinker Bell, to be precise. She's no bigger than your hand, and is rather lovely. All fairies glow a gold tint, and sprinkle pixie dust everywhere they turn. She had her blonde hair pulled up on her head, and wore a single skeleton leaf as a strapless dress. Once the fairy went around the room, back to the window, you saw the same figure of the boy that came the night before.
We first see his dirty feet, dried mud on them. Then, we see his pants made out of leaf and toad skin; the same leafs that Wendy's leaf belonged to. As we go slowly and farther up, we see that the boy is wearing two leaf straps crisscrossed over his chest. The most interesting piece that the boy carries on his side is a woodwind instrument that plays the most enchanting and fun music that everyone has heard in their dreams.
The boy's face is very handsome. His boyish lips, his round nose, his sparkling green eyes, and his dirty blonde hair all seemed the type of boy a girl would love to meet. His hair was flipped out everywhere, and always looked magical and mysterious. The boy walked over to the light shining on his face.
"Tink, did you find it?" the boy asked anxiously. The fairy shook her head making squeals and bell sounds. The boy snapped his fingers in frustration.
Tinker Bell pointed to the girl and quickly flew over to her face. The boy also flew over and knelt by her bed.
There Wendy was, asleep with the necklace in sight. The boy moved his hand to Wendy's hand, wanting to take the leaf away from her. But the fairy squeaked, "No."
He looked at the fairy as if asking, "Why not?" Tink flew over to the dollhouse and pretended to fall asleep, ignoring the boy's look.
The boy ignored Tinker Bell, and once again gazed at Wendy. His gaze softened, and a light smile appeared on his face. He once again put his hand close to the sleeping Wendy, this time near her face. He had the urge to stroke it, but then pulled it away quickly.
Wendy opened her eyes quickly, and widened them. The boy's smile turned into a small open mouth, surprised as well. He quickly zoomed to the wall backwards, bumping into it, then being surprised by that, he flew quickly up, knocking his head on the ceiling. Wendy sat up in her bed, alarmed. The boy made a gasp then flew behind the chandelier, eyeing Wendy with intrigue.
The boys cheered, liking this story that Wendy made up. Wendy made a slight curtsy and looked at the window, her smile definitely gone.
"What is it, Wendy?" Ben asked. Wendy walked to the window and saw a powerful light in the tree.
"Wendy?" Her two brothers asked.
Wendy turned to them, wanting this to be her secret. "Nothing. Goodnight, and go to your room so I can sleep."
Ben laughed at Wendy and Harry rolled his eyes as they left the room. Ben and Harry's room was blue and was fairly big. The room was filled with toys, and unlike their sister's window, they always kept it locked.
Wendy was back in her bed when she heard the rustle of a dress. "I'm leaving you in charge, dearest." Mrs. Morgan smiled. Wendy pouted. "Goodnight, and keep in mind that we all love you." She kissed her daughter goodnight and left her in the warm room with nothing but a fire and blankets to keep her cozy.
Wendy's nightgown was white cotton with a pink ribbon on the bodice. Her hair was down, wavy and beautiful. She fell asleep, dreaming about a bat flying near her hair.
The real creature in the room was the light again. It frantically searched around books, toys, dolls, and other toys. The odd thing about this flying light is that it is a fairy. Tinker Bell, to be precise. She's no bigger than your hand, and is rather lovely. All fairies glow a gold tint, and sprinkle pixie dust everywhere they turn. She had her blonde hair pulled up on her head, and wore a single skeleton leaf as a strapless dress. Once the fairy went around the room, back to the window, you saw the same figure of the boy that came the night before.
We first see his dirty feet, dried mud on them. Then, we see his pants made out of leaf and toad skin; the same leafs that Wendy's leaf belonged to. As we go slowly and farther up, we see that the boy is wearing two leaf straps crisscrossed over his chest. The most interesting piece that the boy carries on his side is a woodwind instrument that plays the most enchanting and fun music that everyone has heard in their dreams.
The boy's face is very handsome. His boyish lips, his round nose, his sparkling green eyes, and his dirty blonde hair all seemed the type of boy a girl would love to meet. His hair was flipped out everywhere, and always looked magical and mysterious. The boy walked over to the light shining on his face.
"Tink, did you find it?" the boy asked anxiously. The fairy shook her head making squeals and bell sounds. The boy snapped his fingers in frustration.
Tinker Bell pointed to the girl and quickly flew over to her face. The boy also flew over and knelt by her bed.
There Wendy was, asleep with the necklace in sight. The boy moved his hand to Wendy's hand, wanting to take the leaf away from her. But the fairy squeaked, "No."
He looked at the fairy as if asking, "Why not?" Tink flew over to the dollhouse and pretended to fall asleep, ignoring the boy's look.
The boy ignored Tinker Bell, and once again gazed at Wendy. His gaze softened, and a light smile appeared on his face. He once again put his hand close to the sleeping Wendy, this time near her face. He had the urge to stroke it, but then pulled it away quickly.
Wendy opened her eyes quickly, and widened them. The boy's smile turned into a small open mouth, surprised as well. He quickly zoomed to the wall backwards, bumping into it, then being surprised by that, he flew quickly up, knocking his head on the ceiling. Wendy sat up in her bed, alarmed. The boy made a gasp then flew behind the chandelier, eyeing Wendy with intrigue.