Disclaimer/Claimer: I own Jessie, Ellen, and the house they live in. Unfortunately, I do not own Peter. :(
She sat by her window, one leg propped up against her chest. She rested her head on her knee, head cocked to face the night sky. Her dangling leg swung back and forth in time with the clock's ticking. A small sigh escaped her mouth.
A gush of wind blew through the open window, stinging her open eyes. It lifted her hair from her shoulders before settling it back around her face untidily. She closed her eyes and hugged her knee closer. "Single star up in the sky, brightest light that caught my eye, I wish to you to look for me, and bring alive my only dream," she chimed in a soft sing-song voice.
She closed her eyes gently and mouthed her dream. She hesitated a few moments before re-opening her eyes. Another chill swept through the window as she sighed.
"Jessie?" a tired voice called from the corner of the room. She turned around, sitting normally on the cushioned window seat. Her blue eyes sought out her little sister's own blue ones. She smiled and motioned her sister over with her hand.
The little girl walked with a sleepy stumble to her sister. She crawled onto her lap, snuggling her head against the older girl's stomach. She closed her eyes and sighed contently.
"Jessie, tell me about Stardust," the small child whispered as she fought off sleep to hear the story.
Jessie turned her body so she was still comfortably holding her sister, but so she could stare out the window. She subconsciously wound her fingers through the girl's hair.
"Once upon a time, there was a beautiful faerie. She had long silver hair, which she wore in twists, and the most stunning deep blue eyes. She dressed in long blue robes with silver designs. Her name was Stardust.
"Stardust was a small faerie, but she wasn't just any faerie. She was a twilight faerie. Every night, as the children would go to sleep, she'd ride the twilight to each child's home. She'd creep through the window and sit along their beds. Gently, she'd sing the same song to each child: "rest peacefully this night and more, for I'm watching you forever more. I bless you with a love so deep, that the stars will watch you as you sleep."
"For many years she did this, blessing every child as they slept. And every morn, when they'd wake, there would always be a few traces of glowing dust at the window's ledge. It was to remind them that Stardust would always be with them.
"However, one year, Stardust didn't come. The children tossed and turned in their beds, unable to sleep. Finally, after a year of this, each child turned to their window and called to Stardust. "Stardust," they cried, "where are you? Please come back to us," they called.
"And Stardust heard them from the beautiful island she called home: Starlight. She closed her eyes and whispered for all the children to hear; "Here I am stuck, on my home island. I can no longer visit you, but if ever you miss me, just turn to the sky, and the first star you see, say these words. "Starlight, starbright, first star I see tonight. I wish I may, I wish I might, have this wish I wish tonight." And whatever you wish for shall come true."
"These were the last words anyone heard from the beautiful faerie Stardust. But every night, all the children would find the first star and wish on it using Stardust's words, and she would grant their wishes. So now, if you look to the first star, you can supposedly see her working to make your wish come true."
Jessie looked down at her sister. Her breathing had grown more even, and her eyes were shut gently. Jessie smiled and stroked her hair. She picked up the little girl and carried her to the small bed by the door. She carefully laid her in the bed, pulling the cotton comforters up to rest on her pink-covered shoulder. She stroked the hair out of her face and kissed her forehead.
"Good night Ellen," she whispered, heading to the door. She creaked the door ajar, slipped through, and with a last look to her sister's sleeping form, she closed the door.
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~Neverland~
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Ellen rolled onto her other side, sighing peacefully as she slept. The cold air from the open window blew on her face, waking her slowly.
She scrunched her nose and wrinkled her brow as the cold one again sought out her face. She cautiously opened her eyes into a glare. Her blue orbs locked onto the curtains blowing by the open window.
She crawled out of her bed and walked to the window. She pulled herself up onto the seat and grabbed hold of the golden clasps. She pushed the window doors shut and flung the hook onto the metal handle. Sighing happily as the cold air ceased, she turned around.
As Ellen stepped off of the window seat, her eyes landed on a pair of feet. They traveled upwards until they met a pair of brown ones. But these eyes didn't belong to her nanny; they belonged to the blonde boy who was standing in their room.
"Who're you?" Ellen asked, her eyes still locked with his. Her voice was calm, as if strange boys stood in her room all the time.
The boy smiled. "I'm Peter. Pan," he added, as if it were a last thought. He broke the gaze he had previously held with Ellen to glance at the window. "And that," he began, his face lighting up as he walked to the window. He opened it and allowed a bright, floating yellow light to enter the room. "Is Tinkerbell," he finished.
Ellen stood in awe. The boy seemed quite confident for being in a room that was not his, dressed in nothing Ellen had ever seen on a boy before. Then add the fact that he had a small yellow light now resting on his shoulder, and you could imagine why she'd be in awe.
"Are you Jessie?" he asked, a small smile forming on his lips.
Ellen blinked and shook her head. "I'm Ellen. Jessie's downstairs I think."
The boy nodded, and looked to the light on his shoulder. He mouthed something, and it took off towards a lamp. There it lit the room, flooding every crevice with light.
Ellen watched as the boy walked to the window seat. "I could get her," she suggested, her hand toying with a loose string. She didn't know why, but the boy fascinated her, and she didn't want to risk his leaving.
He turned to her. "Could you?"
She nodded, and he smiled. She left the room and headed down the stairs to fetch her sister.
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There ya have it! And in case you're wondering, yes, this is based on the movie that came out on Christmas. However, I have been a huge fan of this whole story when I first saw the Disney movies. So yeah, there it is. Let me know what ya think!
--renee--
She sat by her window, one leg propped up against her chest. She rested her head on her knee, head cocked to face the night sky. Her dangling leg swung back and forth in time with the clock's ticking. A small sigh escaped her mouth.
A gush of wind blew through the open window, stinging her open eyes. It lifted her hair from her shoulders before settling it back around her face untidily. She closed her eyes and hugged her knee closer. "Single star up in the sky, brightest light that caught my eye, I wish to you to look for me, and bring alive my only dream," she chimed in a soft sing-song voice.
She closed her eyes gently and mouthed her dream. She hesitated a few moments before re-opening her eyes. Another chill swept through the window as she sighed.
"Jessie?" a tired voice called from the corner of the room. She turned around, sitting normally on the cushioned window seat. Her blue eyes sought out her little sister's own blue ones. She smiled and motioned her sister over with her hand.
The little girl walked with a sleepy stumble to her sister. She crawled onto her lap, snuggling her head against the older girl's stomach. She closed her eyes and sighed contently.
"Jessie, tell me about Stardust," the small child whispered as she fought off sleep to hear the story.
Jessie turned her body so she was still comfortably holding her sister, but so she could stare out the window. She subconsciously wound her fingers through the girl's hair.
"Once upon a time, there was a beautiful faerie. She had long silver hair, which she wore in twists, and the most stunning deep blue eyes. She dressed in long blue robes with silver designs. Her name was Stardust.
"Stardust was a small faerie, but she wasn't just any faerie. She was a twilight faerie. Every night, as the children would go to sleep, she'd ride the twilight to each child's home. She'd creep through the window and sit along their beds. Gently, she'd sing the same song to each child: "rest peacefully this night and more, for I'm watching you forever more. I bless you with a love so deep, that the stars will watch you as you sleep."
"For many years she did this, blessing every child as they slept. And every morn, when they'd wake, there would always be a few traces of glowing dust at the window's ledge. It was to remind them that Stardust would always be with them.
"However, one year, Stardust didn't come. The children tossed and turned in their beds, unable to sleep. Finally, after a year of this, each child turned to their window and called to Stardust. "Stardust," they cried, "where are you? Please come back to us," they called.
"And Stardust heard them from the beautiful island she called home: Starlight. She closed her eyes and whispered for all the children to hear; "Here I am stuck, on my home island. I can no longer visit you, but if ever you miss me, just turn to the sky, and the first star you see, say these words. "Starlight, starbright, first star I see tonight. I wish I may, I wish I might, have this wish I wish tonight." And whatever you wish for shall come true."
"These were the last words anyone heard from the beautiful faerie Stardust. But every night, all the children would find the first star and wish on it using Stardust's words, and she would grant their wishes. So now, if you look to the first star, you can supposedly see her working to make your wish come true."
Jessie looked down at her sister. Her breathing had grown more even, and her eyes were shut gently. Jessie smiled and stroked her hair. She picked up the little girl and carried her to the small bed by the door. She carefully laid her in the bed, pulling the cotton comforters up to rest on her pink-covered shoulder. She stroked the hair out of her face and kissed her forehead.
"Good night Ellen," she whispered, heading to the door. She creaked the door ajar, slipped through, and with a last look to her sister's sleeping form, she closed the door.
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~Neverland~
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Ellen rolled onto her other side, sighing peacefully as she slept. The cold air from the open window blew on her face, waking her slowly.
She scrunched her nose and wrinkled her brow as the cold one again sought out her face. She cautiously opened her eyes into a glare. Her blue orbs locked onto the curtains blowing by the open window.
She crawled out of her bed and walked to the window. She pulled herself up onto the seat and grabbed hold of the golden clasps. She pushed the window doors shut and flung the hook onto the metal handle. Sighing happily as the cold air ceased, she turned around.
As Ellen stepped off of the window seat, her eyes landed on a pair of feet. They traveled upwards until they met a pair of brown ones. But these eyes didn't belong to her nanny; they belonged to the blonde boy who was standing in their room.
"Who're you?" Ellen asked, her eyes still locked with his. Her voice was calm, as if strange boys stood in her room all the time.
The boy smiled. "I'm Peter. Pan," he added, as if it were a last thought. He broke the gaze he had previously held with Ellen to glance at the window. "And that," he began, his face lighting up as he walked to the window. He opened it and allowed a bright, floating yellow light to enter the room. "Is Tinkerbell," he finished.
Ellen stood in awe. The boy seemed quite confident for being in a room that was not his, dressed in nothing Ellen had ever seen on a boy before. Then add the fact that he had a small yellow light now resting on his shoulder, and you could imagine why she'd be in awe.
"Are you Jessie?" he asked, a small smile forming on his lips.
Ellen blinked and shook her head. "I'm Ellen. Jessie's downstairs I think."
The boy nodded, and looked to the light on his shoulder. He mouthed something, and it took off towards a lamp. There it lit the room, flooding every crevice with light.
Ellen watched as the boy walked to the window seat. "I could get her," she suggested, her hand toying with a loose string. She didn't know why, but the boy fascinated her, and she didn't want to risk his leaving.
He turned to her. "Could you?"
She nodded, and he smiled. She left the room and headed down the stairs to fetch her sister.
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There ya have it! And in case you're wondering, yes, this is based on the movie that came out on Christmas. However, I have been a huge fan of this whole story when I first saw the Disney movies. So yeah, there it is. Let me know what ya think!
--renee--