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would take the time to read my story! I will take all of your comments and
suggestions into mind in writing the next few chapters but please keep on
reviewing and tell me what you like and what you don't like!
Audrey- thanks for your review; I will do my best to make it as long as possible.
Clarabell333- Yes, I know that Peter seems a bit over emotional but wouldn't you be if someone left you to psh grow up? I will return him to the cocky yet strong Peter soon! Lol, thanks for your review!
Yuki Asao- Sorry! On one computer the resolution shows the button as purple and on the other it is blue so I am sure that you will be seeing some variation when I am begging for reviews. I will try to make the chapters longer, it seems long on the computer but I guess it is condensed online...I just write until it seems like a good ending for the chapt.
Unknown/Kittens- Thanks for your two reviews; I will update soon...now actually lol.
MinimumMarge- I'm glad that you like my story, thanks for reviewing!
Rolletti- your review really stood out and made me smile. Thank you for what you said, and don't worry, I won't let people's comments influence my story. I know how you feel about stories being updated, it's frustrating but I am updating this one as fast as I can.
Peter and Wendy held hands the whole way back to the hideout. The skies had cleared up and were returning to their fluffy pink and blues. The water below was no longer turbulent and Neverland was now the beautiful place that Wendy had come to love. Back at the hideout, Peter finally let go of Wendy's hand but stood close by her.
"Peter! Wendy! You have returned!" Michael shouted, running over to them. The others, awoken from sleep came stumbling over to them and soon, Peter and Wendy were surrounded by sleepy, yet excited faces.
"Aye! I have returned and brought you back your mother!" Peter said, putting his hand on his hips and looking very proud of himself.
"Oh Peter you are so clever." Wendy said, rolling her eyes. Peter glanced at her, looking a bit worried.
"Well, your mother found me, then I brought her back." Peter said, giving credit where it was due. "But now, your mother will tell us how and why she returned, we all thought that you left us to grow up!"
"Everyone sit down and John, Michael, and I will tell you everything." Wendy said and everyone sat in a circle, Peter next to Wendy, then John, Michael, and all of the Lost Boys. "Well, I suppose I will start then. When you, Peter, left us on the windowsill, our mother was sitting in her chair, sleeping. We decided to break the news to her gently, so not to alarm her, and we all got into our beds. But then she awoke, and could not see us, she ran to each of our beds and we thought for sure that she had, but then she said to herself that we would never return, that it had been to long. We called and begged for her to see us, but she couldn't." Wendy's voice broke and she took a deep breath, looking at John, signaling him to continue where she left off.
"Yes, she couldn't see us, and we tried and tried to get her attention but she just closed the window, left the room, and locked it. We couldn't understand why we were invisible to her, but then she said that we had been gone too long to return. That part confused me, we were only here for a few days and nights. Perhaps you can explain the time difference to us Peter?" John said, looking at Peter who was picking dirt out from under his fingernails. He looked up and around the circle of expecting faces.
"What was that?" He asked.
"I was wondering if you knew the time difference between Earth and Neverland." John said.
"Oh yes, that." Peter said. "Well as you all know, in Neverland, you can never grow up. So that means that time has to be very slow here you know and I suppose that one day in Neverland is like a week or maybe even a month..."
Wendy, John, and Michael, stared at Peter with open mouths. Wendy broke the silence. "You mean to tell us that we could have been gone for either three or four weeks or MONTHS? No wonder why Mother thought that we would never return!" Wendy said.
"But why would she forget about us so soon?" Michael asked sadly. Wendy held out her arms to him and he came over to sit in her lap. She played with his hair absentmindedly.
"I'm not sure Michael but what's done is done and our new home is Neverland...that is, if Peter will have us." Wendy said, staring questioningly at Peter.
"Well we could always use some extra Lost Boys around here, and now we have a mother to tell us stories, so of course we will have you!" Peter said, jumping up into the air. Wendy joined him and together they spun around the room, with the rest of the children cheering below them. When it was time for bed that night, Wendy changed into the same nightdress that she had on the first time she ever came to Neverland, and while changing she remembered Peter's "kiss" that was hanging around her neck. She held it out in front of her, running a finger over the hole in the center.
'A kiss is a powerful thing.' She thought to herself and tucked it down into her dress. Peter walked up at that moment with an animal skin blanket draped over his arm.
"May I escort you to your house?" Peter asked, bowing. When he was halfway through the bow he looked up at her, his mint green eyes meeting her blue ones and her knees felt weak.
"Yes you may kind sir." Wendy replied, giving a little curtsy. Arm in arm they walked outside, into the cool, night air that smelled of jasmine and lilies. The stars were white hot and the moon shone down upon them with its friendly white rays. Wendy saw the little house that Peter and the Lost Boys had built her in the clearing of flowers and she wished that they would never arrive. She was enjoying this silent time with Peter too much to let it end. "What are you thinking at this moment Peter?" she asked, glancing at him out of the corner of her eye.
"Nothing really, just how things in Neverland have been so quiet without Hook around." Peter said, lightly kicking at a seedpod.
"Yes, I know how you feel, at least Neverland is no longer a dangerous place." Wendy said. Peter stopped and turned to look at her.
"Do you want to go see the old Jolly Rodger?" He said, eyes glittering with the light of a thousand stars.
"Oh could we?" Wendy said, getting excited. Peter smiled in reply and took her hand, sending a wave of heat up her arm. They pushed off of the ground and shot up into the air, flying fast over miles of forest until they finally reached the ocean. Peter started bringing her down to the beach when she saw the huge hull of the ship. Once proud and strong, the ship now lay in ruin, only its hull left. Broken boards and sheets of chipped paint lay on the beach and pieces of sail lay in tree branches.
"The Lost Boys and the Indians tore it up after the fairies were done with it. No one wanted a reminder of Captain Hook left in Neverland, but they lost interest in tearing it up after a little while and so it's just a skeleton now." Peter said, getting a distant look in his eyes. Wendy squeezed his hand and it brought him back to her. "Lets go inside." Peter said, leading her over the beach and up onto the deck, or what was left of it. They crossed over to the door and Peter led the way through. There wasn't anything left but a few empty chests and an overturned desk. They walked through doorway after doorway and finally ended up in a small room off of the galley. Wendy saw a chair and put it upright so she could sit. Then she saw another chair and crossed to get it for Peter but her foot caught on something and she went sailing through the air. Peter caught her around the waist just before she hit the ground.
"Th-thank you Peter." Wendy said, getting her balance. "My foot caught on something over here..." She crossed over to where she first started to fall and found a gap in the floorboards and a big metal ring. "Peter! It's a trap door!" Wendy exclaimed running her fingers around the outline. He ran over and grabbed the ring and pulled upwards, exposing a set of stairs leading down into the darkness. Wendy and Peter looked at each other and shy smiles spread across both of their faces. Holding hands they descended into the darkness.
A/N- I know, a tiny cliffhanger, but to get more I want at least 7 more reviews, you guys were excellent at giving me the 5 I asked for before so lets see if I can get 7 more!
Audrey- thanks for your review; I will do my best to make it as long as possible.
Clarabell333- Yes, I know that Peter seems a bit over emotional but wouldn't you be if someone left you to psh grow up? I will return him to the cocky yet strong Peter soon! Lol, thanks for your review!
Yuki Asao- Sorry! On one computer the resolution shows the button as purple and on the other it is blue so I am sure that you will be seeing some variation when I am begging for reviews. I will try to make the chapters longer, it seems long on the computer but I guess it is condensed online...I just write until it seems like a good ending for the chapt.
Unknown/Kittens- Thanks for your two reviews; I will update soon...now actually lol.
MinimumMarge- I'm glad that you like my story, thanks for reviewing!
Rolletti- your review really stood out and made me smile. Thank you for what you said, and don't worry, I won't let people's comments influence my story. I know how you feel about stories being updated, it's frustrating but I am updating this one as fast as I can.
Peter and Wendy held hands the whole way back to the hideout. The skies had cleared up and were returning to their fluffy pink and blues. The water below was no longer turbulent and Neverland was now the beautiful place that Wendy had come to love. Back at the hideout, Peter finally let go of Wendy's hand but stood close by her.
"Peter! Wendy! You have returned!" Michael shouted, running over to them. The others, awoken from sleep came stumbling over to them and soon, Peter and Wendy were surrounded by sleepy, yet excited faces.
"Aye! I have returned and brought you back your mother!" Peter said, putting his hand on his hips and looking very proud of himself.
"Oh Peter you are so clever." Wendy said, rolling her eyes. Peter glanced at her, looking a bit worried.
"Well, your mother found me, then I brought her back." Peter said, giving credit where it was due. "But now, your mother will tell us how and why she returned, we all thought that you left us to grow up!"
"Everyone sit down and John, Michael, and I will tell you everything." Wendy said and everyone sat in a circle, Peter next to Wendy, then John, Michael, and all of the Lost Boys. "Well, I suppose I will start then. When you, Peter, left us on the windowsill, our mother was sitting in her chair, sleeping. We decided to break the news to her gently, so not to alarm her, and we all got into our beds. But then she awoke, and could not see us, she ran to each of our beds and we thought for sure that she had, but then she said to herself that we would never return, that it had been to long. We called and begged for her to see us, but she couldn't." Wendy's voice broke and she took a deep breath, looking at John, signaling him to continue where she left off.
"Yes, she couldn't see us, and we tried and tried to get her attention but she just closed the window, left the room, and locked it. We couldn't understand why we were invisible to her, but then she said that we had been gone too long to return. That part confused me, we were only here for a few days and nights. Perhaps you can explain the time difference to us Peter?" John said, looking at Peter who was picking dirt out from under his fingernails. He looked up and around the circle of expecting faces.
"What was that?" He asked.
"I was wondering if you knew the time difference between Earth and Neverland." John said.
"Oh yes, that." Peter said. "Well as you all know, in Neverland, you can never grow up. So that means that time has to be very slow here you know and I suppose that one day in Neverland is like a week or maybe even a month..."
Wendy, John, and Michael, stared at Peter with open mouths. Wendy broke the silence. "You mean to tell us that we could have been gone for either three or four weeks or MONTHS? No wonder why Mother thought that we would never return!" Wendy said.
"But why would she forget about us so soon?" Michael asked sadly. Wendy held out her arms to him and he came over to sit in her lap. She played with his hair absentmindedly.
"I'm not sure Michael but what's done is done and our new home is Neverland...that is, if Peter will have us." Wendy said, staring questioningly at Peter.
"Well we could always use some extra Lost Boys around here, and now we have a mother to tell us stories, so of course we will have you!" Peter said, jumping up into the air. Wendy joined him and together they spun around the room, with the rest of the children cheering below them. When it was time for bed that night, Wendy changed into the same nightdress that she had on the first time she ever came to Neverland, and while changing she remembered Peter's "kiss" that was hanging around her neck. She held it out in front of her, running a finger over the hole in the center.
'A kiss is a powerful thing.' She thought to herself and tucked it down into her dress. Peter walked up at that moment with an animal skin blanket draped over his arm.
"May I escort you to your house?" Peter asked, bowing. When he was halfway through the bow he looked up at her, his mint green eyes meeting her blue ones and her knees felt weak.
"Yes you may kind sir." Wendy replied, giving a little curtsy. Arm in arm they walked outside, into the cool, night air that smelled of jasmine and lilies. The stars were white hot and the moon shone down upon them with its friendly white rays. Wendy saw the little house that Peter and the Lost Boys had built her in the clearing of flowers and she wished that they would never arrive. She was enjoying this silent time with Peter too much to let it end. "What are you thinking at this moment Peter?" she asked, glancing at him out of the corner of her eye.
"Nothing really, just how things in Neverland have been so quiet without Hook around." Peter said, lightly kicking at a seedpod.
"Yes, I know how you feel, at least Neverland is no longer a dangerous place." Wendy said. Peter stopped and turned to look at her.
"Do you want to go see the old Jolly Rodger?" He said, eyes glittering with the light of a thousand stars.
"Oh could we?" Wendy said, getting excited. Peter smiled in reply and took her hand, sending a wave of heat up her arm. They pushed off of the ground and shot up into the air, flying fast over miles of forest until they finally reached the ocean. Peter started bringing her down to the beach when she saw the huge hull of the ship. Once proud and strong, the ship now lay in ruin, only its hull left. Broken boards and sheets of chipped paint lay on the beach and pieces of sail lay in tree branches.
"The Lost Boys and the Indians tore it up after the fairies were done with it. No one wanted a reminder of Captain Hook left in Neverland, but they lost interest in tearing it up after a little while and so it's just a skeleton now." Peter said, getting a distant look in his eyes. Wendy squeezed his hand and it brought him back to her. "Lets go inside." Peter said, leading her over the beach and up onto the deck, or what was left of it. They crossed over to the door and Peter led the way through. There wasn't anything left but a few empty chests and an overturned desk. They walked through doorway after doorway and finally ended up in a small room off of the galley. Wendy saw a chair and put it upright so she could sit. Then she saw another chair and crossed to get it for Peter but her foot caught on something and she went sailing through the air. Peter caught her around the waist just before she hit the ground.
"Th-thank you Peter." Wendy said, getting her balance. "My foot caught on something over here..." She crossed over to where she first started to fall and found a gap in the floorboards and a big metal ring. "Peter! It's a trap door!" Wendy exclaimed running her fingers around the outline. He ran over and grabbed the ring and pulled upwards, exposing a set of stairs leading down into the darkness. Wendy and Peter looked at each other and shy smiles spread across both of their faces. Holding hands they descended into the darkness.
A/N- I know, a tiny cliffhanger, but to get more I want at least 7 more reviews, you guys were excellent at giving me the 5 I asked for before so lets see if I can get 7 more!