A/N: Sorry it took so long! And thanks for all the marvelous reviews:
Starlight: Sorry there's not a lot of detail, but I'm terrible at detail. I tend to concentrate more on the characters and I forget to make a mention of their surroundings sometimes . . . but, I'm glad you still like it anyway!! THANKS!!! :)
Dazzle1: THANK YOU!!!!!!!! Happy! Happy! :)
Kiyoko: Thanks! I tried to make this chapter longer, just for you. I hope you feel special. :)
Writing-duo: Thank-you, I'm glad you like the idea!
Squidluvr4eva: I have! I take it you like squid . . . have you tried calamari? I have, a little to rubbery for my tastes, but that's cool! :)
Ficticious character: Thanks! Bubbling emotions are good! I'm glad that you found it refreshing, but unfortunately their rivalry is going to come to an end in this chapter.
Athena Diagon Cat: He's not really a suitor . . . not yet. Is the question mark for "Good for her?" did you mean to put that there or are you really not sure if you like the idea.
Kittykatekat: Thank-you! I shall! Ah . . . 'brilliant' is such a nice word . . . it does an author's heart good! THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU!!!!!!!!!!! :)
I LOVE YOU ALL!!!!
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Confessions, Gossamer Gowns, and a Wedding
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"You did WHAT?"
"I let her go, George."
"How could you let our daughter leave a second time and with this . . . Peter Pan you talk of."
"I . . . I do not know, George, just something in me told me that I should."
"Well, then something is wrong in you," he said crossly, then instantly regretted it.
"George!" Mrs. Darling cried out in shock.
Mr. Darling's temper melted away and he wrapped his arms around his wife. "I'm so sorry, Mary," he said passionately, his eyes beginning to glisten. "I do not know what has come over me, forgive me."
Mrs. Darling gently raised a hand to his cheek. "I forgive you, dear, you are just upset and tired, and I know things come out of your mouth that you don't mean when you are in this state."
Mr. Darling sighed. "You are right, dear, as ever," he gave his wife a tired smile. "I am just so afraid of losing her again."
"I know, dear."
"You are sure she will be back by the first day of summer?"
"I am sure of it," Mrs. Darling answered in a most soothing voice, but in truth, she was not sure at all.
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"So, Nik is . . . ?" Wendy's question trailed off as they walked towards the Secret Hideout, just returning from getting a gift for Tinker Bell.
"Nik is a good friend of Tink's. They have known each other since before I was born, before she left the realm of the fairies and decided to go to Kensington Gardens to take care of me then after, bring me to Neverland."
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All the Lost Boys were asleep when Peter knelt down by Tinker Bell's boudoir. It was a room carved into the largest root of the Never-Tree. He knocked on it. "Tink," he said in endearing tones. "Tinker Bell . . ."
Finally, Tink, hardly being able to resist the tone and the hard tug of curiosity, flew out. In a lighting-quick motion Peter caught her in his hands.
"You silly ass!" she chimed loudly, "what are you doing?"
"You're going to a ball," Peter answered.
Tinker Bell crossed her arms and gave him a look as if to say, "Who's going to make me?"
"Oh, Peter," Wendy said, looking on with slight worry, "how are we going to get her to put on the dress?"
"Don't worry, I know a way."
The dress that Wendy spoke of was spun out of gossamer and dyed the shade of periwinkle. Shards of gems were sewn around the collar and on the hem of the dress. Peter gave the fairy seamstress who made it a darned sock in return for the work. It was a good thing that they had a fairy made it, for fairies are the quickest sewers in the world and it was completed within the hour.
Peter watched Tinker Bell shake her head no at the idea of going to the ball. At the boy's nod, Wendy brought the dress forward in the palm of her hand.
Tinker Bell took one look at it and her eyes lit up. When she saw Wendy's delight, she suddenly checked herself and feigned total disinterest. Wendy's face fell and Tinker Bell smiled at her victory.
"Tink, please," Peter asked gently. Tinker Bell raised her chin and shook her head. When Peter spoke again, his voice was stern.
"Tink, if you don't put on this dress, I won't be your friend anymore."
Tinker Bell's wings fluttered in alarm. Peter let go of her. The fairy buzzed over to Wendy, snatched the dress out of her hand and darted into her boudoir.
"Now, all we have to do is wait," Peter said with a satisfied smile.
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Tinker Bell came out looking very pleased. She seemed to glow brighter than before as she twirled around the air in her gossamer gown.
"You look beautiful, Tink," said Peter in all sincerity. Tinker Bell blushed. Pan motioned for her and Wendy to follow and they headed out towards the tree where the fairy ballroom was.
Wendy laughed with delight as they flew around her in small circles before heading into the gaps in the roots of the tree.
Tinker Bell looked at Peter uncertainly. She had been out of the circles of fairy society for so long . . . would they accept her back?
Peter gave her an encouraging smile. Then, Tinker Bell startled Wendy by turning to her to look for support. Wendy regained her composure. "Go ahead," she said as gently as a mother would to a nervous child about to give a recital.
Tinker Bell moved slowly into the throng and made a slow progress toward the roots when she was suddenly stopped.
Nik had caught hold of her arm to still her then floated in front of her to take in this beauty, which he thought he knew, in a gossamer gown.
"Tinker Bell?" his fairy voice ringed.
"Hello, Nik," Tinker Bell began to glow pink as she shyly looked down at her hands.
Nik, still with an expression of awe, offered his arm to her and gestured, "shall we go in?"
Tinker Bell nodded, a bright grin spreading across her face. As they descended towards the tree, Tinker Bell looked back and waved at Wendy and Peter before disappearing into the roots of the tree.
Peter and Wendy exchanged happy glances of victory and shook hands. Wendy's satisfied look turned into longing when Peter's grip did not release. He drew her close to him and angled his head. Wendy's heart began to beat faster, but she gained control of herself and said, "why don't we watch Nik and Tink's progress?"
Peter abruptly let go of her, not sure what had just happened, or what had been about to happen. "Tha-that's a good idea."
Peter and Wendy leaned over and looked into the entryway roots into
the ballroom. They soon spotted Tinker Bell and Nik waltzing away. Nik dipped her as they had seen the fairy prince do with his lady a year or so ago.
After the dance was over, Nik took Tinker Bell gently by the hand and led her out into the night air. Wendy and Peter sneaked around the ballroom- tree and watched as they alighted on one of the branches of another tree nearby.
Nik held Tinker Bell's hand and looked at her adoringly. Tinker Bell reciprocated the gaze. Then, suddenly Nik put a hand under Tinker Bell's chin and raised her lips to his. Tinker Bell's arms immediately went around his neck and her foot popped up as she happily pressed against him.
Peter watched, entranced and unwittingly, taking mental notes. Wendy tapping on his shoulder broke the boy's concentration.
"I think we should give them some privacy . . ."
Peter shrugged his shoulders, "alright." And the pair slipped silently away.
The next morning Wendy and Peter were quite amused, well, Wendy had the good sense to be slightly scandalized, to see Tinker Bell, float into the Secret Hideout and into her boudoir with a dreamy smile on her face and her dress quite disheveled.
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Many weeks passed. Peter and Wendy had fabulous adventures; even though Hook was gone there were still wolves and vengeful Mermaid Kings.
There was also a wedding, a fairy wedding between Tinker Bell and Nik. Wendy was her maid-of-honor, Bubbles was the ring-bearer, and Peter walked Tinker Bell down the aisle. As he watched the ceremony he felt a tug at his heart, like the one he felt when he noticed how much Wendy had matured. He felt himself longing for a way to have Wendy by his side forever in Neverland, or anywhere by his side forever. Suddenly, Peter felt a bit frightened at the thought and pushed it to the back of his mind as he concentrated on the rest of the ceremony. The rest of the wedding went splendidly and when Tinker Bell threw her tiny bouquet and all the fairy maidens made a bee-line for it, it somehow landed in Wendy's hands. Tinker Bell and Nik, for their honeymoon went to Kensington Gardens. Many flowers not due until late spring suddenly came into bloom that night.
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All too soon it seemed, did the last night of Wendy's stay come. There was another fairy-ball that night.
Tinker Bell and her husband were apart of it once more. Peter smiled sadly at Wendy as she watched the two fairies. He then stood and bowed to Wendy, she smiled and curtseyed. He put his arms around her like before, but this time he drew closer to him. This did not escape Wendy's notice, how could it? She gasped slightly, but not with fear. Soon they began to float into the fairy waltz. Peter's eyes traveled down to the pink lips that saved him not so long ago. He swallowed uneasily at its close proximity.
Wendy was just as nervous. This dance felt different then the one they had previously shared. For one thing, being held in the arms of a seventeen-year-old Peter felt even more thrilling then she could have imagined. There was even more strength behind it and even more of a sense of possessiveness, which she found she did not mind at all.
"Wendy? . . ." Peter's unsure voice broke into her thoughts.
"Yes, Peter?"
"Will you be staying in Neverland forever this time?"
The beautiful moment was broken.
"Peter, I . . ."Wendy began to sink in Peter's arms, but Peter held onto her.
"What is it, Wendy?" asked the marvelous boy.
"You know I can't. I promised Mother I would be back the first day of summer."
"Oh, right, I'd forgotten . . ." Peter began to sink as well. Wendy went into a panic. "Not again!" she thought. Then she cried out chokingly, "Oh, Peter!" And throwing her arms about his neck and putting a hand behind his head, she kissed him.
It was even better then the last one, the one he dreamed of so often. This one would wash out that dream completely.
Wendy felt herself soaring high into the air. She broke off the wonderful kiss and looked down. Never Land was the size of bottle cap from their view. She laughed with joy and looked at Peter's face. Warmth rose in her heart that was more passionate then before. The boy's green eyes held something in them that was ten times deeper, more intense then the last glance.
"Pe—" She was broken off by Peter's mouth over hers in a powerful kiss. Her hands went into his hair and combed through his golden locks.
When they parted Peter's breath was labored, as was Wendy's.
"Wendy . . .?"
"Yes, Peter?"
"I—I—" Something wanted to come out of Peter's mouth, a confession, but he fought against it.
"What is it, Peter?" Wendy asked, concerned, "What's wrong?"
"Wendy . . . I . . . I just realized . . . Wendy, I have something I want to say, but, I'm not sure how I . . . I'm afraid to . . ."
Wendy leaned forward and gently kissed him on the lips.
"Now can you say it?" she asked softly.
Peter looked at her, seeing the encouragement shining in her eyes. He felt a little braver. "Wendy . . . I love you."
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What'cha think? Send a review! :)
Starlight: Sorry there's not a lot of detail, but I'm terrible at detail. I tend to concentrate more on the characters and I forget to make a mention of their surroundings sometimes . . . but, I'm glad you still like it anyway!! THANKS!!! :)
Dazzle1: THANK YOU!!!!!!!! Happy! Happy! :)
Kiyoko: Thanks! I tried to make this chapter longer, just for you. I hope you feel special. :)
Writing-duo: Thank-you, I'm glad you like the idea!
Squidluvr4eva: I have! I take it you like squid . . . have you tried calamari? I have, a little to rubbery for my tastes, but that's cool! :)
Ficticious character: Thanks! Bubbling emotions are good! I'm glad that you found it refreshing, but unfortunately their rivalry is going to come to an end in this chapter.
Athena Diagon Cat: He's not really a suitor . . . not yet. Is the question mark for "Good for her?" did you mean to put that there or are you really not sure if you like the idea.
Kittykatekat: Thank-you! I shall! Ah . . . 'brilliant' is such a nice word . . . it does an author's heart good! THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU!!!!!!!!!!! :)
I LOVE YOU ALL!!!!
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Confessions, Gossamer Gowns, and a Wedding
--------------------------
"You did WHAT?"
"I let her go, George."
"How could you let our daughter leave a second time and with this . . . Peter Pan you talk of."
"I . . . I do not know, George, just something in me told me that I should."
"Well, then something is wrong in you," he said crossly, then instantly regretted it.
"George!" Mrs. Darling cried out in shock.
Mr. Darling's temper melted away and he wrapped his arms around his wife. "I'm so sorry, Mary," he said passionately, his eyes beginning to glisten. "I do not know what has come over me, forgive me."
Mrs. Darling gently raised a hand to his cheek. "I forgive you, dear, you are just upset and tired, and I know things come out of your mouth that you don't mean when you are in this state."
Mr. Darling sighed. "You are right, dear, as ever," he gave his wife a tired smile. "I am just so afraid of losing her again."
"I know, dear."
"You are sure she will be back by the first day of summer?"
"I am sure of it," Mrs. Darling answered in a most soothing voice, but in truth, she was not sure at all.
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"So, Nik is . . . ?" Wendy's question trailed off as they walked towards the Secret Hideout, just returning from getting a gift for Tinker Bell.
"Nik is a good friend of Tink's. They have known each other since before I was born, before she left the realm of the fairies and decided to go to Kensington Gardens to take care of me then after, bring me to Neverland."
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All the Lost Boys were asleep when Peter knelt down by Tinker Bell's boudoir. It was a room carved into the largest root of the Never-Tree. He knocked on it. "Tink," he said in endearing tones. "Tinker Bell . . ."
Finally, Tink, hardly being able to resist the tone and the hard tug of curiosity, flew out. In a lighting-quick motion Peter caught her in his hands.
"You silly ass!" she chimed loudly, "what are you doing?"
"You're going to a ball," Peter answered.
Tinker Bell crossed her arms and gave him a look as if to say, "Who's going to make me?"
"Oh, Peter," Wendy said, looking on with slight worry, "how are we going to get her to put on the dress?"
"Don't worry, I know a way."
The dress that Wendy spoke of was spun out of gossamer and dyed the shade of periwinkle. Shards of gems were sewn around the collar and on the hem of the dress. Peter gave the fairy seamstress who made it a darned sock in return for the work. It was a good thing that they had a fairy made it, for fairies are the quickest sewers in the world and it was completed within the hour.
Peter watched Tinker Bell shake her head no at the idea of going to the ball. At the boy's nod, Wendy brought the dress forward in the palm of her hand.
Tinker Bell took one look at it and her eyes lit up. When she saw Wendy's delight, she suddenly checked herself and feigned total disinterest. Wendy's face fell and Tinker Bell smiled at her victory.
"Tink, please," Peter asked gently. Tinker Bell raised her chin and shook her head. When Peter spoke again, his voice was stern.
"Tink, if you don't put on this dress, I won't be your friend anymore."
Tinker Bell's wings fluttered in alarm. Peter let go of her. The fairy buzzed over to Wendy, snatched the dress out of her hand and darted into her boudoir.
"Now, all we have to do is wait," Peter said with a satisfied smile.
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Tinker Bell came out looking very pleased. She seemed to glow brighter than before as she twirled around the air in her gossamer gown.
"You look beautiful, Tink," said Peter in all sincerity. Tinker Bell blushed. Pan motioned for her and Wendy to follow and they headed out towards the tree where the fairy ballroom was.
Wendy laughed with delight as they flew around her in small circles before heading into the gaps in the roots of the tree.
Tinker Bell looked at Peter uncertainly. She had been out of the circles of fairy society for so long . . . would they accept her back?
Peter gave her an encouraging smile. Then, Tinker Bell startled Wendy by turning to her to look for support. Wendy regained her composure. "Go ahead," she said as gently as a mother would to a nervous child about to give a recital.
Tinker Bell moved slowly into the throng and made a slow progress toward the roots when she was suddenly stopped.
Nik had caught hold of her arm to still her then floated in front of her to take in this beauty, which he thought he knew, in a gossamer gown.
"Tinker Bell?" his fairy voice ringed.
"Hello, Nik," Tinker Bell began to glow pink as she shyly looked down at her hands.
Nik, still with an expression of awe, offered his arm to her and gestured, "shall we go in?"
Tinker Bell nodded, a bright grin spreading across her face. As they descended towards the tree, Tinker Bell looked back and waved at Wendy and Peter before disappearing into the roots of the tree.
Peter and Wendy exchanged happy glances of victory and shook hands. Wendy's satisfied look turned into longing when Peter's grip did not release. He drew her close to him and angled his head. Wendy's heart began to beat faster, but she gained control of herself and said, "why don't we watch Nik and Tink's progress?"
Peter abruptly let go of her, not sure what had just happened, or what had been about to happen. "Tha-that's a good idea."
Peter and Wendy leaned over and looked into the entryway roots into
the ballroom. They soon spotted Tinker Bell and Nik waltzing away. Nik dipped her as they had seen the fairy prince do with his lady a year or so ago.
After the dance was over, Nik took Tinker Bell gently by the hand and led her out into the night air. Wendy and Peter sneaked around the ballroom- tree and watched as they alighted on one of the branches of another tree nearby.
Nik held Tinker Bell's hand and looked at her adoringly. Tinker Bell reciprocated the gaze. Then, suddenly Nik put a hand under Tinker Bell's chin and raised her lips to his. Tinker Bell's arms immediately went around his neck and her foot popped up as she happily pressed against him.
Peter watched, entranced and unwittingly, taking mental notes. Wendy tapping on his shoulder broke the boy's concentration.
"I think we should give them some privacy . . ."
Peter shrugged his shoulders, "alright." And the pair slipped silently away.
The next morning Wendy and Peter were quite amused, well, Wendy had the good sense to be slightly scandalized, to see Tinker Bell, float into the Secret Hideout and into her boudoir with a dreamy smile on her face and her dress quite disheveled.
----------------------------------------------------------- -
Many weeks passed. Peter and Wendy had fabulous adventures; even though Hook was gone there were still wolves and vengeful Mermaid Kings.
There was also a wedding, a fairy wedding between Tinker Bell and Nik. Wendy was her maid-of-honor, Bubbles was the ring-bearer, and Peter walked Tinker Bell down the aisle. As he watched the ceremony he felt a tug at his heart, like the one he felt when he noticed how much Wendy had matured. He felt himself longing for a way to have Wendy by his side forever in Neverland, or anywhere by his side forever. Suddenly, Peter felt a bit frightened at the thought and pushed it to the back of his mind as he concentrated on the rest of the ceremony. The rest of the wedding went splendidly and when Tinker Bell threw her tiny bouquet and all the fairy maidens made a bee-line for it, it somehow landed in Wendy's hands. Tinker Bell and Nik, for their honeymoon went to Kensington Gardens. Many flowers not due until late spring suddenly came into bloom that night.
-------------------------------------------------------------
All too soon it seemed, did the last night of Wendy's stay come. There was another fairy-ball that night.
Tinker Bell and her husband were apart of it once more. Peter smiled sadly at Wendy as she watched the two fairies. He then stood and bowed to Wendy, she smiled and curtseyed. He put his arms around her like before, but this time he drew closer to him. This did not escape Wendy's notice, how could it? She gasped slightly, but not with fear. Soon they began to float into the fairy waltz. Peter's eyes traveled down to the pink lips that saved him not so long ago. He swallowed uneasily at its close proximity.
Wendy was just as nervous. This dance felt different then the one they had previously shared. For one thing, being held in the arms of a seventeen-year-old Peter felt even more thrilling then she could have imagined. There was even more strength behind it and even more of a sense of possessiveness, which she found she did not mind at all.
"Wendy? . . ." Peter's unsure voice broke into her thoughts.
"Yes, Peter?"
"Will you be staying in Neverland forever this time?"
The beautiful moment was broken.
"Peter, I . . ."Wendy began to sink in Peter's arms, but Peter held onto her.
"What is it, Wendy?" asked the marvelous boy.
"You know I can't. I promised Mother I would be back the first day of summer."
"Oh, right, I'd forgotten . . ." Peter began to sink as well. Wendy went into a panic. "Not again!" she thought. Then she cried out chokingly, "Oh, Peter!" And throwing her arms about his neck and putting a hand behind his head, she kissed him.
It was even better then the last one, the one he dreamed of so often. This one would wash out that dream completely.
Wendy felt herself soaring high into the air. She broke off the wonderful kiss and looked down. Never Land was the size of bottle cap from their view. She laughed with joy and looked at Peter's face. Warmth rose in her heart that was more passionate then before. The boy's green eyes held something in them that was ten times deeper, more intense then the last glance.
"Pe—" She was broken off by Peter's mouth over hers in a powerful kiss. Her hands went into his hair and combed through his golden locks.
When they parted Peter's breath was labored, as was Wendy's.
"Wendy . . .?"
"Yes, Peter?"
"I—I—" Something wanted to come out of Peter's mouth, a confession, but he fought against it.
"What is it, Peter?" Wendy asked, concerned, "What's wrong?"
"Wendy . . . I . . . I just realized . . . Wendy, I have something I want to say, but, I'm not sure how I . . . I'm afraid to . . ."
Wendy leaned forward and gently kissed him on the lips.
"Now can you say it?" she asked softly.
Peter looked at her, seeing the encouragement shining in her eyes. He felt a little braver. "Wendy . . . I love you."
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