Author's Note: Yes, sorry, this chappie's quite short, I promise a nice long one next chapter!
Chapter 5
We caught up with my brothers and flew right over the party my parents were at. As we flew over, my dad's boss, Mr. Hooch, whom he dislikes, came out. Peter went first.
"Hello old chap!" he yelled, flying past.
"Good evening!" I said.
"Ahhhh!" screamed Mikey as he went flipping past.
"Thank you!" exclaimed John as he snatched Mr. Hooch's hat off. We flew, going straight up, and went through this strange barrier- I looked around; there were constellations and planets everywhere! Peter yelled back to me, "Wendy! Take hold of my ankle! Tell the others to do the same!" So we all formed a chain, with Peter at the top. He yelled over the rush of the wind, "Whatever happens- don't- let- gooooooooo!" as he put on an extra burst of speed. Everyone was screaming as we went through a burst of light and flew apart, except me, I was still holding Peter's ankle, probably cutting off the circulation. Peter smiled at me and said, "You can let go now..." He then put his arm around me when I flew up next to him and led me down to what seemed to be many stars below us. Then Peter took my hand in his and dipped our clasped hands into the stars - it was water! My brothers had flown ahead, and Peter and I then caught up to them. The sun was rising over a beautiful island...
"Home sweet home, Peter said to Tink, who had taken a liking to Mike and was chattering in his ear and sitting on his shoulder the whole trip.
"Neverland..." I breathed, taking in the gorgeous spectacle. Neverland was totally a spectacle - of beauty! The exotic, never-seen-before flowers were waking up, the snow-capped mountains casting a shadow over a pirate ship - the Jolly Roger. We stopped to rest on some bouncy pink and blue clouds and I said as I saw it, "Look - John! Mike! The Jolly Roger!" They looked, and Peter pulled out a telescope. John and Mike gasped in unison after Peter said with a devilish grin, "Let's take a closer look." I gave Peter an apprehensive look, but he ignored me and flew down a couple of clouds. My brothers and I followed. We sat cross-legged, and I had finally gotten a hole in the acorn Peter had given me earlier (I put it on a string and fastened it around my neck). We were laughing and talking, Peter with one eye on the Jolly Roger, when we heard an enormous KABOOM! We were being fired at! The cloud that we had been sitting on had a gaping hole in it - right where I had been. Peter pulled me into him faster thsan I could think, and held me for a little longer than was needed...Then Peter hastily snatched up Tinkerbell, shaking more fairy dust onto me and my brothers, just as the cannon fired again.
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