A/N: Hey there people. I hope that you are enjoying this story, please don't forget to review! Thanx to all my recent reviewers:
Squishy fluff: why can't I have a songfic for Harry Potter? Just curious. (Reviewed Nightmare)
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Sir Pent: Mr. Barrie must've wanted it to sound like Windy to you, so suck it up! j/k Thanks for reviewing "Take My Hand".
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YMM Starlet: Sorry, I can't really continue, but this story shows what happens before Peter gets all angsty...(Reviewed Take My Hand)
Anywho, on with the story! And muchas gracias to reviewers, and if I owned Peter Pan characters, I would die happy. ; )
Chapter 8
Then Peter went to the little cooking area and when he came back, he had a small woven bowl of nuts and berries. We sat on the bed I'd slept on and ate this light breakfast together, and when the others woke up, started one of the nastiest food fights I'd ever seen. I t started when Peter threw a berry in the air, and caught it in his mouth. I chucked one at him and he caught that too. Then he did it to me, and the berry bounced off my nose. He started to chuckle, and I narrowed my eyes at him. Then, smirking, I leaned over and smushed a berry onto his nose. He got that mischevious grin on his face with a glint in his eyes, and threw a few nuts and berries into the crowd of boys. Their reaction was immediate, and soon the air was full of flying food. Tink fled to her apartment, seething after getting pelted with an almond. Peter grabbed a couple soft sweet plants and grabbed me around the waist, shoving them into my mouth. I tackled him after quickly swallowing them and tickling his sides.
"Ahhh! Mercy! Uncle!" he gasped.
"Mwahahaha, revenge is sweet!" I crowed, but before I knew it, he swapped places with me, and I could hardly breathe for laughing.
"Yes, revenge is sweet!" he laughed. When I finally convinced Peter that I could hardly breathe, he stopped tickling me and tried to sit up. Keyword being tried...he lost his balance, landing on top of me. It knocked the wind out of me, but not because he was heavy. We stared at each other for a moment, then he scrambled to get off me. Then he said, "I'm going to go out fora bit." to the room at large. I sat up and gave him a questioning look, but he only gave me a quick smile, as though to tell me not to worry, and left. I still had no answers...