Author:Hey guys!. I'm back once again...finally my computer is co-operating for once!.Thanks for all your reviews...you guys have been sooo supportive!.
Aria Elessar:lol, no!. Peter won't be going back to Neverland for a while!. Still have plenty more
in store for ya!.Your story is awsome...keep it up!.Sorry I haven't been reveiwing you though...Thanks for your review!.
mabfairy:As I've said before...The Keating's are not! Peter's real parents!.They just haven't gotten
over the tragety of their son, they resolve in Peter being thier son. But I am very glad you liked it so much
and don't worry...Peter and Wendy will have their reunion soon!.
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Hope you come up with new stories soon...if your going for new stories that is!. Thanks again!
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you shouldn't be trying to be a great writer like me(if you say Im a great writer)...you need to be confident in your own abilities as a writer!
Your doing soooo awsome!. Keep it up and update soon!.
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Frightened, Tinkerbell flew behind the silk curtains, and watched carefully as the lady placed Peter gently on his bed. She then sat on the edge of the bed, brushing away stray strands of now golden hair, and smiled sweetly down at him."Our boy has finally come back" she whispered happily. Tink also watched the boy. He was now cleaned and dry. His skin showed golden, along with his now dry hair. He wore a white silk shirt, the only buttons that were not buttoned were the top two. He wore what looked like pajama pants, which were coloured green.
Tinkerbell blushed a bit, now that all the dirt was gone, Peter looked very handsome, the lady had done well. "We should leave him to rest...and wake up when he's ready" said the man. "Your right Harry" the women said with a sigh.
Brushing back one last strand, both the lady and man walked to the door. The man turned off the light and walked out, the lady took one last glance and then softly closed the door behind her.
Silently, Tink flew over to the bed, and settled herself onto the pillow, next to Peter. Before she went to sleep, she smiled and kissed the boy lightly on the cheek. He let out a little groan and shifty slightly to the side. Obviously he's asleep...he'll need it for the morning, when he discovers his past...before he flew off to Neverland.
Morning
The sun poured through the window, and spread sunbeams all over the room. One spread across the bed, and into the sleeping face of the boy. With a groan, he slowly started to open his eyes but he wasn't were he expected to be.
Peter sat up in bed, and tried to rub the sleep out of his eyes, but looking around for the first time, he was surprised. "Where am I?"
he asked a bit frightened. Hearing his call, Tinkerbell awoke and flew to him. "TINK!...Thank god your here...where...is here?" he asked again.
Tinkerbell tried to explain everything to him, but the door suddenly was flung open. Frightened, Tink flew to the window. "Your awake!" said the lady, as she ran over a hugged Peter. "Who are you?" he asked, eyeing her strangely.
"I'm your mother Peter...you feel out of a tree and we took you back home..."she said. Peter's eyes widened. "Your...my mother?" he asked slowly. "Yes dearest!. You've been away for so long you probably don't remember" she said, a bit sadly, as she pushed back his hair.
Suddenly, a man came running into the room. "Peter my boy" he yelled and hugged the boy too. "Are you...my father?" asked Peter slowly. "Yes son!...you've been away far too long" said the man. "But now your back and we can be a family again" said the women.
"Why ever did you run away in the first place dearest?" said Mrs. Keating. "I...I ran away because..."started Peter slowly. "Yes dear?" said Mrs. Keating. "One night...I heard you and...father, talking about what I was to be when I became a man" said Peter sadly.
"And you didn't like it so you ran away...never to grow up is that it?" asked Mrs. Keating. "Yes..."Peter said sadly. "But we were all so worried about you dear...we thought we'd lost you forever" said Mrs.Keating, hugging him again.
"I didn't mean to...honest!. But I really didn't think I'd come back" said Peter. "I'm I in trouble?" he asked sadly. "No dear...as long as we have you back...that's all that matters" said Mrs. Keating. "But now that your back.. "butted in Mr. Keating. "Your going to have to grow up...and probably do all the things we've planned for you" he continued.
"...I guess" said Peter sadly bowing his head. "Its not so bad growing up dear!" said Mrs. Keating, raising his gaze to her again. "You'll go to school...meet lots of people...make new friends..."said Mrs. Keating.
"...and maybe take up the family business" added Mr. Keating.
Peter became worried. "Will I have to work in a office?" asked Peter. "Not really son!. But you'll be working with many people...maybe even boss them around" joked Mr. Keating, giving Peter a little punch in the arm. Peter smiled. "I hope so!" said Peter, his smile bright.
"That's my boy!" said Mr. Keating, ruffling Peter's neat hair. "Breakfast is on the table dear" Mrs. Keating said ,getting up off the bed. "Be down in a minute" said Peter, smiling his famous smile, then the wind suddenly blew across his face. "Do close the window Peter dear...don't want you to freeze in here" she giggled. Peter laughed and walked to the window.
He was about to close it, when he saw the light on in the room across the street, the curtains, however, where pulled together. "Mother..." called Peter. Mrs. Keating smiled, hearing him call her mother again. "Yes dear" she said, as she was about to walk out the door, she turned to him.
"Who's that across the street from us?" he asked, turning to the window again. "Oh...that's the Darling's home dear!" she said sweetly. "The Darlings" Peter whispered happily. "Yes...they are very old friends of ours...the children's father works with your father" said Mrs. Keating, turning away, walking out of the door. Peter stared at the window happily, sitting on the window seat. Now resting his head in his arms, as a figure appeared and disappeared as it walked around the room.
"I found Wendy again" said Peter softly, as Tinkerbell came up to him from her hiding place. Tink crossed her arms angrily. "Now I can watch over Wendy...and protect her always" said Peter happily. Tink then started to jingle unhappily. "I know you don't like her Tinkerbell if I'm to live here now...you have to accept her!" said Peter, as he started to walk out of the room.
"Hello Mother, Hello Father" said Peter as he happily walked into the dining room. "Oh..."his mother said a bit uneasily. "Peter...Hello... dearest" she said. "What's going on?" asked Peter, sitting down slowly, across from her.
"Son...we were just talking...about what to do with you...now that you'll be living here" said Mrs. Keating. "Oh..."said Peter sadly. "and... what's that?" he asked slowly. "Well...for starters your going to go to school" said Mr. Keating. "A proper young man needs a education" said Mr. Keating.
"I...guess that's alright" said Peter, thinking this over in his mind. "Oh you will have so much fun Peter dear...education isn't very hard!" said Mrs. Keating. "And I'm sure you'll meet lots of new friends". Peter nodded slowly. "Yes..."said Peter, a bit sad but it was for the best.
"Glad we got that settled. Your father has also agreed to teach you about the family business" said Mrs. Keating. "If you'll be wanting to take over in the future...a wealthy young man like yourself..."started Mr. Keating but was interrupted."...the family business?" asked Peter slowly.
"Yes Son...working at the bank. I actually do work very closely with George Darling..."started Mr. Keating again, but was suddenly cut off. "You mean...Mr.Darling?. The man next door?" asked Peter, amazed that Wendy's father and his father worked so closely.
"Yes...I do believe he has 9 children in total. The oldest a daughter, the other 8 boys" said Mr. Keating. "But getting back to the point...a man of our status has to have a good job...so that's why we would like for you to take over the family business" said Mr. Keating.
"...yes father" Peter said, still a little lost in thought. "Good...this is all going on so well" said Mr. Keating. "Next Peter dear...we need to talk to you about finding a wife" said Mrs. Keating.
"...a wife?" asked Peter, again a little lost in thought. "Yes...a young lady you wish to spend the rest of your life with, take her hand in marriage...and become husband and wife?" said Mrs. Keating.
Peter's eyes widened as a memory suddenly struck him."...husband" he whispered as the memory suddenly took over him.
Flashback
Peter and Wendy were left all alone. "Peter...I'm sorry but I have to grow up" said Wendy. Peter just turned away from her.
"You'll grow up...find husband...and forget all about me" said Peter, she could tell he was nearly in tears, cause he sniffled between words. "No Peter...I'll grow up...maybe some day find husband...but never...never will I forget you" said Wendy, walking towards him.
"Really Wendy?" he asked slowly. "Yes...and as a matter of fact. If I had the choice, I would choose you to be my husband" said Wendy a bit more happily, she placed her hand on his shoulder, but she could tell that he was still upset.
She started to back away slowly, but Peter grabbed her wrist and spun around to look at her. "You know that I can't and won't grow up" said Peter. "I know Peter...but, I do wish that you would...for me" said Wendy.
End Flashback
"Peter...Peter dear?" came a faint voice as Peter slowly came back to reality. "Yes?" he said, shaken out of the sudden flashback. "Did you hear?. Your going to have to find a suitable wife sometime in the next few years but..."started Mrs. Keating.
Peter looked at her." .but there is still some time left. I'm sure one of the lovely wealthy young ladies will be suitable" said Mrs. Keating. "Wealthy girls?" asked Peter.
"Yes son...a young man like you has to marry well!" said Mr. Keating. Peter lowered his gaze. He knew that the young lady Wendy was, was not what his parents were expecting him to marry.
"...but, like your mother said...there is lots of time" said Mr. Keating. "There is even an all girls school almost right next door to your school, so you might spare one of them a glance...see if any of them is worth your fancy" said Mrs. Keating.
Peter nodded slowly. "I will mother" he said, and started to eat his breakfast. "Good...Its settled. You start school on Monday" said Mr. Keating. They ate breakfast eagerly.
After breakfast, Peter went back up into his room to change. After he dressed, he lied back onto his bed, thinking of the future that lied ahead.
He thought about what his mother and father had said. Marry wealthy. He knew that Wendy's family wasn't wealthy, so his parents wouldn't agree to him marrying her, although that was his heart's desire.
Sighing, he walked slowly to the window, and stared to watch the curtains of Wendy's room blow lightly in the wind. He was in a wonderful dream state consisting of thoughts of Wendy, as the light wind blew his hair softly as if wanting him to fall asleep.
But a figure that was walking down the street, suddenly caught Peter's attention. It was a handsomely dressed boy, looked to be around the same age, and held a bouquet of the most beautiful flowers.
Peter was suddenly jerked from sleep, as he watched the boy walk down the street, and to his surprise, stopped in front of the Darling's home. A warm feeling suddenly flowed through his body.
This man must be someone hoping to have Wendy's hand in marriage, to become husband. A fear and sadness mixed in Peter's heart. No!. He would not let that happen.
"Don't worry Wendy...I promise that I will win you back...and I will be your husband...just like you wanted" said Peter. His smile returned as his memories of their latest adventure came to him. "I do love Wendy Darling...I do I do" said Peter.
Darling Home
It was now around noon, maybe two hours away, and already young men have started to come looking to court the Darling's daughter. Every young man Mrs. Darling has seen was very charming...but there was something that suddenly came up, that made the suitors, not seem like the right match for Wendy.
Just a few nights ago, the Darlings had discovered something wonderful, but also something strange. It was Millicent who had actually pointed it out.
Flashback
The children were only home for two days, and that's when it showed.
The whole family sat down to dinner, including Millicent and Slightly.
The boys were still talking excitedly about their adventure, but Wendy was somewhat silent. It was when the children had finished eating ,and all started to take their dishes to the kitchen, including Wendy. That's when Millicent saw it.
"Wendy" she called. At her aunt's call, Wendy turned around and tried to hide the tears that were threatening to fall. "Yes aunt?" she asked politely. "Come here dear" she said. Swallowing, Wendy walked gracefully over to her aunt. "Yes...?"she said. But she wasn't answered. Millicent bend forwards and roughly turned Wendy's head with her bony hand. "Ah ha! I knew it! "she cried after a few minutes.
"What is it aunt?" asked Mrs. Darling. "It seems Wendy has been kissed...and recently" claimed Millicent. Wendy's cheeks turned red.
"How do you know?" asked Mr. Darling. "Did you not notice?. Wendy has a kiss mark on her left cheek" said Millicent.
"A kiss mark!" exclaimed Mrs. Darling. "Are you sure? "said Mr.Darling. Millicent again forcefully turned Wendy's cheek.
"Look...you see it?" asked Millicent. The parents looked closely to their daughter's cheek. "It looks like a kiss mark" said Mrs. Darling.
"Well...it might be just wind burn...it is getting chilly" said Mr. Darling. Millicent groaned and turned to Wendy's other cheek. "Do you see another on this cheek? "she asked angrily. "Please Aunt your hurting me!" called Wendy, trying to get out of Millicent's grip.
"We'll talk of this once we've had some time to think it over" said Mr. Darling, as Millicent finally released her grip. Tears brimmed the young girl's eyes as she turned and ran up the stairs to her room. The boys quietly followed after they put their dishes away.
End Flashback
Mary stared out the window, lost in though. She didn't want to believe it, but Wendy really did have a kiss mark on her cheek. It meant that Wendy had been kissed by her true love, and the only way to get rid of it, is to have your true love kiss you again, with a very special kiss.
Author: Hey!. So...that was the next chappie!. I did my best guys...I hope you enjoyed it as much I liked writing it. As for the "kiss mark"...It's just something I made up (...corny I know!) to kinda have a connection to Peter and Wendy...kinda like the kiss, its a true love kinda deal!. kk?. Please Review!.