Author's Note: Some of you may have noticed that i dropped a few hints that Wendy had explained a little to Peter, and that Peter has been acting a bit more grown up. This is a flashback i wrote to explain better. Enjoy! Thank you for the reviews, it makes my fingers twitch with the desire to keep typing:-)
"Wendy?" A young boy flirting with manhood poked his head in through a fairly large window, a breeze stirring his brown blonde hair, his bright green eyes searching the room for the girl. The girl he was searching for sat before him on her bed, looking at the floor.
"Hello, Peter." The girl turned to the proud boy standing before her now, revealing tears upon her face. Peter instantly became worried.
"Why are you crying? Are you hurt? What happened?" He put his hands on his hips and looked at her, his eyes demanding an answer. Wendy Darling, the 18-year-old young woman, was a long time friend of Peter Pan's, the boy who would not grow up, the boy who could fly. Though he never gave up asking her to come with him to his home, Never land, he knew was too caught up in her world to join his. She wanted to grow up, knowing that if she went to Never land she'd constantly have the feeling she was missing out, for the rest of her days. She wondered if she could help him understand her predicament, but she was desperate to talk to someone of her aching heart. Wendy, having grown into a young woman, was older and much more mature than the magical boy was, so they had many troubles communicating. Nevertheless, both tried to keep a friendship.
"Peter, I don't think you'll understand. This thing comes when you get my age. Love…it is all things new and wonderful…but sometimes it is frightening…Oh Peter, what am I to do?" Wendy began to weep quietly, while Peter let her words roll around in his head. Love? Yes, he had heard the word. That was all Wendy ever talked about, saying it was the best thing to grow up for. He did not believe her, he refused, and it was all nonsense. However, seeing how powerful it was to bring Wendy to tears, his fear of it was overcome by curiosity. Did he dare ask about Love?
"Wendy…what is…Love?" He dared. Wendy stopped crying immediately. She looked at him in shock at his daring question, and her look troubled him and he mumbled, "Never mind…silly grown up nonsense…" He became defensive at once.
"Peter…it is not nonsense…it truly is wonderful." Peter Pan looked up from the floor, his face etched with anger and confusion.
"If it is so wonderful, why are you crying!" Peter stamped his foot childishly, and sat cross legged in the air, crossing his arms and waiting for her answer.
Wendy nodded. "I do make it seem as though it is horrid, don't I? I guess I should explain." Peter nodded and made an impatient hand motion gesturing her to go on and explain herself. Wendy kept herself from throwing him a look of disdain at his impatience.
"Peter, I am in love. Do you know what that means?" Peter shook his head and Wendy shrugged. "I didn't expect you to." Peter scoffed at this, Wendy knowing something he did not.
"Peter, being in love is the most wonderful thing to happen when you grow up. Life becomes brighter, and your heart seems to grow and almost explode with happiness. When you meet someone so special, you feel as if you need that person to survive, that they are a part of you. Your dreams are that entire person, and your every thought revolves around them. You want to know what they are thinking, feeling, what they want, what they need, what they like. You drown in ecstasy, you believe that person surely was heaven sent. Peter, it is the best thing to ever happen to someone at my age." Wendy went quiet.
Peter sat down on the ground. Wow. He never knew such a thing existed in Wendy's world, such a beautiful thing. It sounded as if it had been created in Never land, it sounded so perfect. How dare everyone experience this, have this, and not him? Why hadn't he heard of it before? Wendy saw him open his mouth to speak, but she held up a hand.
"Peter, I know what you're thinking. It is not something as simple as flying or breathing, there are hardships that come with it also. There are many things that come with Love, which you do not know of. Do you want to know, Peter Pan?"
Peter nodded eagerly. He wanted this wonderful thing right now! He wanted to know everything about it.
"Peter, love is full of thimbles, of feelings, caring about someone constantly and going through great lengths to make the special someone happy from the time they wake. Protecting them, helping them, letting them know how YOU feel."
Wendy paused. Peter bit his lip thoughtfully. It sounded complicated, but he hated to miss out on something so beautiful and great.
"Well then Wendy, where do I get it?" Peter could not grasp the fact that in order to be in love, you had to grow up.
"Peter…you must grow up first." Wendy looked at Peter sadly as he backed away from her in horror.
"WENDY! I-WILL-NEVER-GROW-UP!" Peter walked to the window, ready to leave when Wendy stopped him.
"You don't need to deal with everything that grown ups go through, Peter. You can grow up a little, if you wish it. Never land owes much to you, the magic is in your hands if you wish to grow a bit, Peter."
Peter stopped dead in his tracks. He had even more control? He could grow up, but not deal with such things? How?
"How?" he asked quietly.
"You simply admit that you wish to grow a bit. Picture it in your mind, and you shall grow to the age you wish. You will also gain knowledge on how to behave a bit more like your age. If you are going to grow to be my age, you will have some physical things happen also. Peter, there is a thing called lust. When you find your special someone, you will feel it. Your skin will tingle and you will want more than thimbles. Don't fight it, and don't be scared, it's perfectly natural."
Peter listened carefully and nodded, though still a bit confused. He had made his decision. He would grow up. Just a little, so that he could have this magical thing, called Love.
The two talked about the Lost boys, and Wendy's younger brothers, Michael and John, but soon Wendy grew extremely tired, so Peter left, soaring towards the stars, eager to start his quest for Love.
