A/N: I know, I know, it's short. I'm sorry I haven't updated this in a while. Please consider that I have volleyball practice 4 nights a week, all of them two hours long. I also have school starting on Monday. Plus babysitting because I am saving up for a new guitar. My sis and I are also choreographing our own dances to some newsies songs. To top it all, my mom is dropping me off at the subway to meet my dad downtown to go out to lunch, and I am getting my haircut tomorrow. My internet wasn't working anyway. I am trying to fit in my writing as much as possible, because it's something I love to do, just please understand how difficult a time this is for me right now. I hope you don't mind such a slow update. I will try to work on that. Thanks to everyone for reviewing the second chappie. I love you all!

And now: Chapter 3 – Meeting Nana

Peter followed Wendy, flying as she jumbled down the stairs.

"Mother, Father," she called through the house. "I want you to meet someone!"

"Not another bunch of Lost Boys, I hope," said her father, jokingly, walking into the living room. "We've got far too many as it is."

"Well, not exactly," said Wendy, grabbing Peter's arm and pulling him in front of her.

"Why, who is this?" asked her mother, who had also walked into the living room, now eyeing Peter and his rather strange clothes.

"This," said Wendy, beaming, "is Peter Pan. He will be staying for Christmas, as he has no one else to spend it with."

Mr. and Mrs. Darling looked at each other, surprised.

"Well..." said Mrs. Darling, slowly.

"It... we... I don't..." Mr. Darling sputtered.

Peter's face fell. He knew grown-ups would be like this. They stopped fun at any way they could.

Wendy's mother seemed to notice the change of expression on Peter's face and said quickly, "Of course he can stay. Good heavens! the boy needs a bath as well." She smiled at Peter who simply stood on the spot, stiff as a board. (A/N: Well, you'd be nervous too if it was the first grown-up you met in... er...uh...um... a very long time!)

"He'll need some proper clothes, too." She added. "I suppose I should take him upstairs and-,"

"I'll do it, Mother!" Wendy interrupted. "I'll get the bath ready and let him borrow some of John's pajamas."

"All right, and make sure to set up some blankets on the floor for him!" she called as Wendy ran up the stairs, Peter behind her.

"We'll have you take a bath first," said Wendy.

"What is that like?" Peter asked, skeptically. "Does tit hurt?"

"Oh, no," said Wendy. "It makes cleans you off so smell nice and fresh."

"Clean?" asked Peter in disgust. "I hate clean."

"What are you talking about?" asked Wendy, incredulously.

"I hate clean," Peter repeated, stubbornly.

"All little boys hate bathes," said Wendy, sighing with exasperation. "I suppose this will be quite a job for Nana."

"Nana? Who is Nana?" Peter asked, distracted.

And, as though on queue, Nana the dog came bounding on to the hall where they were walking, barking repeatedly at Peter.

Peter's eyes grew wide and he flew in to the air at just the last second. "It's the dog!" he said urgently. "It's the dog that unstuck my shadow!"

"Yes," said Wendy. "That's Nana."

It was rather funny to watch, as long as you were watching from a clear distance. Nana was going berserk. Peter flew up and down, teasing her. He eventually cowered as she barked at him as though scolding him and stood up on her hind legs for the first time.

"What does she want?" he yelled over her barks, flying into a corner.

"For you to take your bath, of course!" shouted Wendy.

Peter hesitated. "Will she leave me alone if I do?"

"Yes, I would think so," said Wendy.

He took a deep breath and said, "Than I shall take a... a.... a bath." He said it slowly and carefully, as though he was not sure of what he was saying.

"Good!" cried Wendy, pleased that she wouldn't have to argue with anyone any longer. It was somewhat tiring, and she needed to save her energy, for she knew that there was much more she would have to explain and show to Peter Pan before the night's end.

A/N: I would give shout outs, but I don't have time. Sorry!

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