Land Past A Star

By: KyleGranger342

A Peter Pan story based off the 2003 movie.

Chapter Three
Welcome Home Mother

Wendy's eyes fluttered as she awoke the next morning. The sun was beating down on her face through the blinds. Foot steps could be heard growing louder. There was a tap on the door.

"Wendy, dear, are you up," said a soft voice.

"Yes mother!" she replied quietly not to wake the boys across the halls. She heard another tap but it was meant for the boys.

"Boys? Are you awake?" she heard her mother say softly. No answer. The foot steps were now moving down the hall and couldn't be heard anymore. Most likely her mother thought they were sleeping still, so she didn't disturb them.

Wendy got out of bed and walked to the closet. She picked out a nice dress and changed out of her nightdress. She met her Aunt Millicent downstairs at the breakfast table. She was sipping some tea and offered some to Wendy, who declined the offer.

It was now quarter to eleven and Wendy joined her mother in going and waking the boys.

"They must have been up late last night discussing the story you last told them," her mother assumed. They reached the door and tapped on it hard. No answer or noise from inside. She tried again, but harder. Still no answer. "Deep sleep," she said. She cautiously opened the door to the dark room. Wendy walked across the room, dodging beds, to the window and withdrew the drapes.

They both gasped at the sight of the empty beds.

"Oh my gosh," Wendy said, "Where are they?"

"Millicent! MILLICENT!" Mrs. Darling called. Aunt Millicent came charging in the room.

"What's wrong? What's the matter?" she said looking at the empty bed where her son, Slightly, should have been. "Oh my god! Where are they?"

"I don't know," Mrs. Darling and Wendy said together.

"Wendy, go call your father," Mrs. Darling told her daughter. Wendy did as she was told and went downstairs to the telephone to call her father who was at work.

"Hello?" said the operator.

"Mr. Darling, please," she told him.

"Please hold," he said.

"Hello?" said the voice of Mr. Darling.

"Father?"

"Wendy? What's wrong, sweetheart?" her father asked.

"The boys. They're missing!" she told him.

"What?" he said, "I'll be home right away."

Wendy could here the dial tone and she hung it up and charged back upstairs. "I called," she told the two adults.

"And?" Millicent said anxiously.

"He's on his way home," she explained.

"Good," Mrs. Darling said. "I'm going to go call the police." Her mother exited the room, followed by aunt Millicent. Wendy looked around the empty room at each bed and sighed. She walked into her room to get a brush to brush her hair in the bedside table. When she opened the drawer, a small object fell out and rolled under her bed. She crouched down to retrieve the object. Once she had it in her grasp and pulled it out, she looked down at it. It was a thimble. Her eyes widened. 'They must have,' she thought.

She got up and rushed to the window of the boys bedroom. On the windowsill were small glittering specs. Her eyes widened even more and she gasped.

She ran back into her room to the window and looked up to where the second star would regularly be. She dropped her head down.

"Peter," she sighed.

Glittering specs were now in her very. A pile of it was sitting on the windowsill with tiny footprints within the pile.

"I must go," she said to herself.

She ran out of the room and to the stairway to see that the police had just arrived outside the house. She ran back into her room and closed the door. She gathered some clothes, accessories, and toiletries and shoved them into a small bag.

She gave her plan a second thought and agreed with it.

"I'll be back soon," she said to the room. She bent down and slid the pixie dust into her hand. She threw it over her head. Some glittering specs had hit the floor.

'Christmas. Brothers. Family. Candy. Presents. Neverland,' she thought. She began to hover above the ground. She grabbed the small bag and unlatched the window and opened it to a cool, cloudy afternoon.

As she glided out the window, she tried to recall the way to Neverland.

'But there are no stars,' she thought. 'It's mid day.'

She narrowed her eyebrows. 'I'll find a way.' She flew higher and higher into the cloudy sky past the clouds. The higher she flew, the darker the sky got. Stars could now be seen, but not her particular bright star. She turned in the direction the Earth spun and she began speeding to make it night sooner.

Since the stars could be seen earlier than normal lately, it was not long till she reached the location of the star. Once she saw it, her heart filled with joy. 'I'll get to see Peter, and the boys, and Tinker Bell,' she thought and then rethought that thought, 'Wait . . . I'll get to see Peter, and the boys!'

She began to speed towards the star. Her smile growing as she got closer. Color and light began to swirl around her. 'I did it! I found it!' she thought.

The light and color soon faded away. Clear water was flowing beneath her. The island drawing closer and closer.

"IM HERE!" she said excitedly. She did flips and twirls as she came towards the shore where she could see mermaids jumping as they swam.

The tree came into view and she began to descend from the air. She landed on a large root of the tree that was sticking out of the ground. She jumped into the air and began flying once more towards an entrance that happened to be Toodles'. She began elevating down from the ceiling in a basket. All the boys and Peter, plus some unfamiliar faces were sitting in the room, watching her descend. They were holding their weapons just incase it was a pirate, but when they noticed it was her, they put them down.

She then heard Peter say, "Mother," with a smile.

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