chapter 3: dangers ahead
It seemed an eternity that peters hands were around Wendy's waist preventing her from escaping.
"Um peter" Wendy stammered looking up into peters starry eyes.
Peter loosened his grip just a bit but kept them rapped around her petite waist.
"What's this about?" Wendy asked trying to sound casual.
"Oh Wendy," peter said holding back an escaping tear. "I thought you had left me." Peter gave Wendy an another hug. But Wendy pushed him away so she could look him in the eyes. "Left you?" Wendy's tone was confused and worried. "Peter I would never leave you." Comforting the distressed boy. And just to make sure Wendy lay a soft but unforgettable kiss upon his cheek. Peter's heart lifted. He wanted to give Wendy a kiss back, but thought it wise not to. So he just gave her another hug. Peter forgot all about the memory that had pieced his innocent heart and Wendy also forgot about forgetting. Together they went back to there adventurous Neverland life.
A few days went by and Wendy, peter and the lost boys played laughed and heard terrifying and terrific adventure stories. There wasn't a happy site that could match the gleaming faces of the delighted carefree children. The children where not aware of the new band of pugnacious pirates watching angrily as they played. Unfortunately captain hook did not die after being swallowed by the hungry ticking crocodile, but sliced it open from the inside with his attached hook and is now even more blood thirsty for revenge than before. He had rested recuperating in hiding for a few months before finding himself an even more deadly and diabolical pirate crew. These new band of pirates where so ragged and damaged they looked like the walking dead. They grumbled and moaned as they marched and just to past the unknown time they would practise their swords play with each other.
Peter sat unaware of the dangers looming just ahead of his dreamy mind. He listened as his Wendy sat perched elegantly on the inside swing reciting a wondrous story of hers. Peter smiled and let loose a soft giggle as he watched the boys sit Indian style on the bear skin rug listening with all ears. After the story one by one each boy who had been acting out a character in the story dropped sleepily to the ground in a happy dream. Wendy watched and waited until the last boy standing collapsed to the ground with exhaustion. Together Wendy and Peter placed them comfortably under the sheets before going to bed them selves. Peter waited until Wendy was comfortable before sliding into the bed after her. He softly raped his arm around her petite waist and drifted into a wondrous dream of magnificent adventures.