Her decision was made, she would let herself be taken away. After all, he had said that it would be for a small while only. "Peter..."

"Yes?"

"I'll go."

Excitement grew in his eyes and he put on a wide smile, "You will?"

"Yes I will, but you will bring me back won't you?"

"Of course, now let's go!" Peter jerked Wendy toward the window along with himself, he untied a small brown pouch from his side, and opened it. Inside Wendy caught sight of some golden dust, Pixie Dust!

"Peter.. Is that.."

"Pixie Dust, yep remember it?"

Wendy nodded, her eyes beheld by the lighting of the magical dust which she'd been sprinkled by before. "Wendy," Peter watched Wendy's amazement with great interest, "Do you remember how to fly?"

Wendy smiled widely and giggled a little, "I think."

Peter nodded and took Wendy's soft pink hand in his. He lifted his other hand to reveal some Pixie Dust and blew it into Wendy's face, also giggling.

"Ready?"

"I-I guess.."

"You're not afraid, are you, Wendy?"

"Me afraid, of course not."

Both children lifted up into the atmosphere of the room and soon headed out the window rising and rising until the window from where they had departed seemed no bigger than a microscopic speck, there they stopped. "Where are we, Peter?"

"We're with the stars."

Wendy looked all around her, there were stars shining brighter than ever before, it was a sight to see. "Peter, it's all so beautiful."

Peter smiled, pleased of his work. "Oh and you see way down there," Peter pointed towards the street way below them, "That's where I found teddy."

"Abandoned on the street?"

"Yeah, that's it."

"But if that's true, then what were you doing here in London?"

"I-I was... Just..."

"You were just, what?"

Wendy had never seen this side of Peter, he seemed nervous. And usually he was calm and cocky, never nervous.

"I was missing... London..."

"Oh..." she was hoping he'd say that he was missing her, but Peter was just Peter he could not feel for her, but she wished he would. "I think I should be getting back." Wendy let go of Peter's grasp, not taking her time to look into his eyes once more. She descended herself from above quickly.

"Wendy, wait! What's wrong?" Peter caught up with Wendy's fast movement and floated before her, while she ignored him. "Wendy, listen to me"

Wendy reached her window and entered her bedroom, Peter followed in after her. "Wendy!"

"What!"

"What's wrong?"

"Peter, I just... Don't want to talk right now." She threw herself on her bed and hid under her covers.

"Wendy I don't understand, I thought you were happy that I was here."

Wendy threw off her bed covers, "Peter... I'm sorry... It's just that..."

Peter sat on the bed next to where she sat up, he held her hands in his, cuddling them gently.

"Wendy, you can tell me."

"No, I can't Peter you just won't understand."

"Why not! Why can't I understand?"

"Because you're just a boy!"

There was a sudden silence and Wendy let out tears. Peter sat silently shocked by Wendy's words. "Don't you get it Peter?"

"Now I do." Peter moved away from Wendy and flew out into the dark sky.

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Drenched in tears Peter's eyes followed the path toward Neverland, he should've never visited Wendy in the first place. "Wendy is wrong, I'm not just a boy!" As he arrived at Neverland he dried his eyes and took out his pipes. Tinkerbell appeared before him blabbering something, but Peter waved her away. "Leave me alone Tink." Tinkerbell continued to blabber off. "Enough already, Tink! I did go to London! I did visit Wendy! Are you happy now! Now just leave me alone!" Peter ran off through the dark and eery forest. Peter arrived at the young indian princess's village. The indian princess, Tigerlily, was mending a patch into a brown shirt. The girl looked up, her big brown eyes popping out widely.

"Peter!" Tigerlily dropped her shirt and ran to her friend's side. "Peter, what are you doing here?" Tigerlily waited impatiently before him for a response.

"I-I don't know..." Peter rubbed his neck and sat down in his place.

Tigerlily sat beside him studying him closely. "Peter I can help, tell me what's wrong."

Peter looked up imagining that Wendy was the one giving him these comforting words. "Thank you, Tigerlily. But I don't think that you can help."

"Why not, am I not your best friend?"

"I guess... But I've got a problem noone can help me fix but me." Peter took out his acorn or 'kiss' as Wendy had called it, and held it in his hand for Tigerlily to see.

"Peter what is that?"

"It is... a kiss. Something very powerful, or so I was told."

"Peter, where did you get it?"

"I got it from... A girl."

"What girl besides me do you know?"

Peter looked at his kiss closely, it glimmered when you held it to a certain angle. "I know Wendy."

Tigerlily remembered that girl who had once arrived with her brothers there at Neverland. Peter himself had brought her. Tigerlily didn't like her very much, the fact that Peter spent so much time with her made Tigerlily jealous. "Wendy?"

Peter nodded and grinned, "Yes." He held his gaze to the acorn and then put it away, "I have to go."

"Peter, when will you come back?"

"Soon, I promise princess Tigerlily." Peter disappeared into the dark and eery forest once more.

Tigerlily liked when Peter referred to her as princess, it made her feel respected by him. He had earned his forgiveness from her for mentioning that Wendy. The young princess returned to her mending, she went on daydreaming too, only this time her thoughts revolved around a certain boy who could fly...