Chapter 3
Disclaimer: I do not own Peter Pan. I do not own him sam-I-am. I don't not own him in a box. I do not own him with a fox. I do not own him on the moon. I do not own him in a lagoon. Leave me alone sam-I-am, for I do not own Peter Pan. : ) HAHAHA!!! *people point and laugh* SHUT UP!! AT LEAST I TRIED!!!! * runs off crying*
Peterica
"What's that?"
"A mail box."
"Ok..what's that?"
" A trash can."
" Well, what's that?" Riley let out a frustrated sigh.
" A box." Peter nodded in interest then, pointed to something else.
"What's that?" She felt a headache coming on.
" A bicycle."
"What's th-" She cut him off slapping her hand over his mouth. She had had enough, but then again, so would you if all you had heard all morning was "What's that" repeatedly.
"PETER!" His eyes were wide in surprise at the sudden outburst. "Will you please stop it!" Geez! For the boy coming to Earth some many times he sure doesn't have a clue what anything is! She removed her hand for his mouth and to her own surprise he stayed silent. Well, for a few seconds anyway. I mean it's Peter Pan for Christ's sake telling him to shut up for five minutes is like telling a five year old to put his toy away in the middle play time. Changing the subject, Peter continued his chatter.
"So..why are we walking down a dark ally again?"
" I told you! Because people around here are not accustom to seeing guys with pointy ears who wear green panty-hose!"
"These are tights thank you very much." He raised his head in a dignified way. She rolled her eyes walking ahead of him.
"You can call them whatever you want." He glared at her back, before jogging ahead to catch up with her.
"SO where are we going anyway!?" he burst out suddenly, after a couple of seconds of walking in silence.
"Shopping."
"Shopping? What's that?"
"The teenage way of life."
"Huh?"
"Uh..we are going to get you knew clothes so you will not stand out so much."
"New clothes!" He stepped back horrified. "What's wrong with the clothes I have!?"
"They make you look like Peter Pan."
"Well, if you haven't noticed I am Peter Pan!" Riley placed a hand to her check dropping her mouth open.
"Nooo.. really!?" She rolled her eyes and continued walking. Peter followed behind her grumbling.
" I still don't see what's wrong with Peter Pan..." Riley sighed once again and turned to him.
"Listen, you are Peter Pan, but here, " She extended her hand, " You are just a fairy tale..a story." His gaze saddened a bit.
"A..a. fairy tale.. people don't think I'm real?" He plopped to the ground. The shock wave of reality sinking in. Riley nodded sadly.
"They read books about you and watch movies, but don't think you actually exist." His expression became a mix of emotions she couldn't read. Riley kneeled down beside him. " If it helps any, I believe in you Peter Pan." She expected him to pout or smile slightly or something along those lines, but instead..
"THERE'S A BOOK ABOUT ME!?! NO WAY!" He jumped up suddenly reenergize his face shining with happiness. Riley sat unmoved, dumbfounded. He just found out millions of people don't believe he is real and all her cares about that there is a stupid book about him.. I will NEVER understand him! He pulled her up giggling like a little girl. Riley snapped out of her daze. Did he just giggle? She cracked a smile, before realising he was dragging her down the alley.
"Wait! Peter! Stop! Where are we going?"
"Rye you HAVE to get me that book! Now COME ON!!" He jumped up and down impatiently tugging on her arm. She chuckled. He looked like a child. It was adorable.
"Alright, Alright, BUT first we have to get you some clothes, then I will find the book." He beamed.
"Then what are you waiting for!? Lets go!!" She unlocked her legs and continued to let him pull her down the ally.
~*~
Peter's mouth dropped open as he stared in disbelief at the giant building gleaming in the sunlight. Riley pulled his arm.
"Lets go Peter!" Dragging him up to the silver revolving doors of the mall, they got in line waiting their turn to enter. He watched with curiosity as the doors spun round and round bringing people for the outside inside.
"Cool," he muttered as he stepped into one of the doors slots with Riley to get inside. Round they walked till the entrance of the mall finally appeared. She pulled him out quickly, before he was taken around in the door again. She glanced around the mall in a hurry, looking for the right store to go into. The longer she stood there, she noticed the more people stopped and stared at Peter. Some in confusion at his attire, some in disgust, and some in pure interest. Riley smiled nervously and immediately began to drag him around in search for the right store.
Finally, they made there way into the store starting the search for clothes, or as Riley put it "Shopping." Before he knew it, she had pulled him around the entire store filling his hands with clothes. Then, giving him some clothes to change into, shoved him into a fitting room telling him to change, while she went and paid for the rest of the clothes.
He looked at the clothes in his hands with distaste. Why do I have to change clothes!? I didn't make her change when she was in Neverland! He sighed, pulling the green leafy garment that was his "shirt" over his head and replacing it with a regular hunter green tee-shirt. Next, he replaces his tights with a pair of baggy khaki pants, and finally, he replaced his footwear with a pair of What did she call them? Tenny shoos? Tenna shows? Maybe it was tinnie shos? He shook his head. Augh! Who cares! He shifted around in his new clothes. He had to admit they were pretty comfortable, but still..they looked weird. Awkwardly, he made his way out of the stale. Riley was no where in sight, so he decided to have a look around.
~*~
Peter leaned against the wall with a sigh. He had already explored the whole store and Riley had still not gotten back yet. So bored and frustrated he stood alone, waiting for her to come back. His eyes began to wonder falling on a group of girls who were giggling madly as they past him. He cocked an eye brow curiously over at them, but quickly became bored once more and began to search around again. Suddenly, his eyes caught a flash of some thing to the side of him He quickly turned his head around again. There, a little ways down, was a person, but there was something wrong about the person. Peter walked forward to get a closer look. The closer he got the more he realised what was wrong with the person. First, the person wasn't blinking. Second, the person all together wasn't moving, and reaching the person he realised the third thing. The person wasn't even real. Why do they have dressed up fake people in here? Maybe it does something.. He stared at it curiously, before giving it a little poke on the shoulder. Nothing. It has to do something! It can't be completely useless. Maybe I didn't poke it hard enough. .. He poked it again harder. Still nothing. Frustrated, Peter let out a sigh and leaned back against a shelf, giving an occasional glance up and the fake person. The frozen eyes stared straight at him never blinking. It was making him uncomfortable. He shifted his position keeping one eye on the false person. It was still looking at him. He couldn't take it anymore.
"What!?" He yelled to it, despite knowing he would get no answer. It continued to stare. "Stop staring at me!!" More staring. "Alright that's it!" Growling, he gave it a nice hard punch in the stomach watching as it rocked backwards. He smiled smugly. That's when he realised the shooting pain that ran through his hand. "OW!" He quickly cradled his fist to his chest. It felt like he had just punched a brick wall. His anger grew. He looked up to glare at the thing, but his eyes suddenly went wide as he watched the fake person who was tipping backwards, without warning, change directions, and tip forward right at him. The next thing he knew, he was pinned to the ground the thing lying on top of him. Letting out a cry, he immediately began to kick at it trying to get it away from him. With one major jolt from his leg, he sent the frozen person flying away from him, crashing into a shelf near by. Peter jumped up from the ground breathing deeply. Woah.. I think it's time to go.. He turned to leave when all of a sudden there was a crack. He turned around just in time to see the shelf the fake person landed on collapse onto the other self under it ,making it crack and collapse too. The cracking and collapsing continued till the entire thing lye on the ground in a heap surrounding the fake person. Peter's mouth dropped open at the scene before his eyes. Uh oh.. Now it's definitely time to go! Just as he started to move, a hand clasped down on his shoulder. He turned to see a very short round man with beady little eyes which were wide with shock and anger.
M-my shelves...L-look what you d-did to m-my shelves," the man stuttered. Peter didn't even have time to explain before the man was shouting at the top of his lungs, "SECURITY!! SECURITY!!" A second later a tall, muscular man, with flaming red hair, piercing green eyes, and a sharp chin, hiked his way over looking a frustrated. He looked from the mess, to the short man, to Peter.
"Boy are you making trouble?" Peter shook his head violently.
"No!"
"Did you push the mannequin over into the shelves?" Mannequin? What the hecks a mannequin? He glanced down at the fake person and it hit him. Oh! A Mannequin! He looked back up at the man, realising he hadn't answered him.
"Uh..no," He lied. The squeaky voiced round man butted in.
"Yes he did! I saw him!!" Peter glared at the man then, turned his attention back to the other man.
"Did you boy? Tell the truth!"
"Yes!"
"Yes you did?" He questioned.
"No! I meant yes I didn't!"
"So you did?"
"No!"
"But you just said-" Peter growled.
"Yes! I know!"
"Yes you did?"
"NO!"
"No you did?"
"NO I DIDN'T!"
No?"
"YES!!"
"So you did?"
"NO! NO! NO!" Peter jumped up in down with anger. The tall man narrowed his eyes at him.
"I think I 'm going to take you in for questioning.." He moved toward Peter, but before the man could grab his shirt Peter shot off through the mall. "HEY! COME BACK!" The man snarled, Obviously not in the mood for a chase. Letting out a few curses, he set off after Peter.
Peter breathed in and out quickly as he made his way through store after store trying to get away from the man chasing him. Where is Riley when you need her!?! He scanned the area as he ran, looking for any sight of her. Then, suddenly, as he dodged his way through a clothes rack and a group of girls, he saw her. She was walking along with a pile of clothes in her hand. He pretty much hurled himself through the stores doors making his way towards her.
Catching sight of Peter coming towards her, Riley smiled. I was wondering where he went.. Catching sight of his face though, her smile disappeared. He had a look of pure terror etched across his face which was red with exhaustion. He looked like he had ran for miles.
"Peter, What's wrong? Why are yo-" She was cut off as he grabbed her hand making her drop everything. Pulling her across the store, he spotted a group of stale doors Reading Fitting Room above it. He quickly ran into one, jerking her along. Locking the door, he leaned against the wall letting out a sigh of relief. Riley looked at him with a worried expression.
"Peter? What's wrong? What happened? " He explained the whole thing.
"You attacked a mannequin!" She broke down with laughter. Peter glared.
"It was staring at me." His voice stated he was not in a good mood. Riley continued to smile. He was getting impatient. "Are you going to help me or what!?!"
"Sorry..sorry.." She collected herself. "Lets think of a plan.." She peeked out the stale door. "Ok..so what does the guy look like that's after you?"
"White shirt, red hair.." Riley glanced around for the person matching his description. A flash of red caught her eye. There. That was him. She moved her eyes back to the man. Must be him..Red hair, white shirt, and.."Oh crap.."
"What!? What!?"
"Peter! You have a damn security guard on your butt! If we get caught by him were dead!" He looked back out the door. "Oh and even better!"
"What!?"
"He's blocking the only exit!" He groaned.
"He must have seen me come in.." He looked up at Riley with pleading eyes. " How do we get out?" She placed her head in her hands.
" I don't know.." She raised her head looking over at him, noticing he had different clothes on. "By the way those clothes look good on you.." Outside the door she head a girl laugh making her jump a little. All of a sudden, her eyes went wide as a plan came to her.
Wait...I've got an idea." She smiled mischievously. Peter looked at her suspiciously.
" I don't like the way you said that. What are you planning?" She only smiled again.
"Stay out of sight I'll be right back." With that she ran off through the store, with only God knows what in mind.
~*~
"OH NO! NO! NO! NO!"
"Come on Peter! It's the only way! The security guards are looking for a teenage boy not a teenage g-"
"NO! NO! NO!" He folded his arms and turned his back to her.
"But-"
"NO!"
" Oh Quite being such an ass and put the damn girls clothes on!" He remained unturned.
"NO WAY! I would like to save what dignity I have left thank you!" Riley snorted.
"No offence Peter, but that's coming from the one who is wearing panty-hose."
"THESES ARE TIGHTS WOMEN!! TIGHTS!!" She covered his mouth with her hand to block out his shrieking. She chuckled softly. Peter's face with bright red with exasperation.
"Ok Ok there tights, now could you please go change into these clothes." She extended the emerald coloured dress out to him. He glanced over at it, disgust covering every inch of his face. He backed away shaking his head, his hand out in front of him.
"No! There is no way!" Riley growled.
"Peter Pan you get your ass in that stale right now and change, because I am NOT getting caught by a security guard who will call my dad who will ground me forever for being at the mall when I'm suppose to be sick who will also discover that I've been hiding a teenage boy in my closet, just because you are being a wuss and won't change into a dress for five minutes ok, now I'm on the verge of a mental breakdown and I really would like to leave the mall so would you PLEASE just go change into the frickin' dress !?!?!" Riley breathed in deeply and rapidly, while Peter stood frozen in shock and fear. Shaking his head, he let out a frustrated sigh and took the dress from her.
"Fine! Fine, but you owe me BIG!" Smiling, she tackled him with a hug. "Thank you!" He glared at her and turned to make his way towards the stale.
"Oh! Wait!" He stopped, turning back around. "Don't forget these!" She grinned wickedly, handing him a pair of high heels, a wonder bra, a blon de wig, and some real panty-hose." She could see him shaking with anger, but trying his best to hold it in.
" Where the heck did you find all this stuff!?"
"Hey it's the mall, you can find pretty much anything! NOW GO CHANGE!" She pushed him to the stale, but he suddenly stopped, his face turning red with embarrassment.
"Umm..Rye?" He looked to his feet.
'What?"
"I don't exactly.um..uh.." He coughed. "knowhowtoputanyofthison." His features shinned red, as he quickly looked to his feet again. Riley tried her best not to burst out laughing. He glared at her, not finding the situation amusing. She smiled at him.
"Ok..ok. I'm sorry! I'll umm..ok, how about this, you go in the stale and I'll stand outside it by the door taking you through it step by step." He grunted in reply and made his way into the stale, shutting the door a little harder then necessary. "Alright, here we go.."
~*~
*5 minutes later*
"Peter will you just come out already!?"
"No!"
"Come on, it can't be that bad!"
"OH YES IT CAN!" Riley sighed.
"Fine, if you don't come out I won't buy you the book about you!" She heard some soft cursing then, slowly the stale door peeked its way open to reveal, lets say the feminine side of Peter Pan.
"You look.." She bit back a laugh. " Pretty." The 6'1'' , blonde hair, green eyed, girl once known as Peter Pan, stood glaring. His, or should I say her, body covered in a emerald green spring dress with like coloured high heels. Oh and not to forget the matching purse that rested around his arm. He stared at her with a look of complete loathe.
"Pretty!? PRETTY!? THAT'S ALL YOU CAN SAY!?!?" His voice was almost at a shriek as he spit the words out. Riley put her hand over her mouth to hide her smile.
"Your dress brings out your eyes." That did it. Peter shot forward at her, but unfortunately, not mastering the art of walking in heels yet, he tripped falling flat on his face, knocking his blonde wig askew. Riley chuckled, which managed to turn itself into an outright laugh, and before she knew it she was rolling on the ground laughing. He growled.
"Can you please just help me up so we can leave!?!" Wiping a tear of joy from her eye, she stood up, helping him up as well. She fixed his wig and opened the door.
"Alright, all you have to do is walk and smile nicely. Not to hard is it?"
He replayed with a," Hmph!" and not so gracefully made his way out of the stale almost falling again. Riley buried her head in her hands. We are so going to get caught.. She scooped up the clothes she had bought for him and they began to walk though the store, Peter tripping here and there. She pretty much had to hold him up as they made their way to the exit guarded by the man with the red hair.
As soon as they approached he stopped them. Riley began to panic. Her mind raced. What does he want? Does he know? Turns out all he wanted to do was check her bags. She sighed in relief as she handed him her bag. As he searched through it, he began to make small talk. "So what are you two lovely ladies names?" Riley looked around nervously her heart beat racing again. Think of an answer! Think of an answer!
"Uh.." Think!! "Um..my dad told me never to talk to strangers. We better go.." Ooo Nice save! She grabbed Peter's arm and started to pull him away, when suddenly a hand came down on his shoulders holding him still.
"Wait.." The pair turned around in horror. " You forgot your bag." Riley once again breathed. The man stared at Peter for a second as he handed him back the bags. "Don't I know you," he questioned. The teenager opened his mouth, but stayed silent at a loss of words. She quickly spoke up for him.
"I'm afraid my..uh..er..cousin..doesn't talk much... she was traumatised as a child..and uh..I'm afraid sense then ..she barley speaks." Riley patted Peters shoulder sympathetically. The flying boy gave her a quizzical look. In return she gave him a play-along-you-idiot look. He nodded his head in understanding.
"Oh I'm terribly sorry," the man said apologetically. Liar. "What is her name?" She looked at Peter .
"Her name? Uh..her name is..umm..Peter- Wait you idiot Peter is a guys name!.. rr..ica.." She gave him a fake smile. "Yes Peterica!" She laughed nervously. The security guard cocked an eye brow at her.
"Such an unusual name.." He shook his head. "Alright..go ahead..I just swear I've seen her before.." He took one last long look at Peters face before turning his head away. The two quickly rushed away. That was too close!
"Riley will you slow down!! It's not exactly easy running in these things," Peter yelled out to her as they raced down the Mall. She rolled her eyes and continued to drag him through the crowd away from the red headed security guard. "Rye I'm serious if you don't slow down I'm going to triPAHAHAHAH!" Without warning, he stumbled on his heels and flew forward pulling her along with him. "AHHHH!!!"With a thud they both met the ground tangled together. Groaning, Riley pushed her long hair out of her face and looked up to meet the eye of dozens of surprised shoppers. Unfortunately, the fall had also caught the attention of red headed security guard. At first his expression looked concerned, but as he turned to look at Peter his expression changed to shock and anger. Her face contorted in confusion as she looked over to Peter. Oh crap.. Peters wig was lying on the ground beside him. He knew that the teenager was male and he now made his way towards them at a run. CRAP!! CRAP!! CRAP!!
"PETER RUN!!" Her and him both moved to get up, but instantly found themselves back on the floor still twisted together. She kicked him off of her impatiently and got up and began to run. Screw him! I am NOT getting caught! Behind her though, she heard him call to her for help. Riley stopped running and let out a small pout. Her brain fought with itself.
I can't just leave him..
BUT it's his fault!!!
It's Peter! You can't leave him behind!
SO! I'LL GET CAUGHT!!
He's your friend, your love!
But-
NO BUTS! NOW GET YOU ASS BACK THERE AND HELP HIM!!! Riley grumbled at her brain. "Damn conscious," she muttered to herself, before racing back to help the annoying flying boy. The guard was only feet away when she grabbed hold of Peter's arm to pull him with her, but he wouldn't move.
"Wait!" He reached down to his feet.
"Peter We really do not time for you to be fixing your shoes!!! GET MOVING!!" The guard was getting closer and closer.
" You honestly don't expect me to run in these do yo-" She cut him off.
"NOW PETER, NOW!!" Pulling off the high heels, he picked them up and shot off with Rye through the Mall. Security was following close behind. We Have to find somewhere to hide!! Her eyes glanced around frantically. Store..no they will see us run in...Elevator..will never open in time..In the plants? By the escalator? Behind the fountain? Under the-HOLD ON!
Freeze.
Rewind.
The Fountain! Of course! Pulling on Peter's arm, they ran to the fountain and threw themselves down beside it. She took a deep breath. She could hear the footsteps of security getting closer. Oh this is bad..very bad..bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, ba-
"Rye will you calm down we are not going to get caught!! Geez!" She turned to him confused. Okay..freaky.. How did he know? "I've known you for a long time don't look so freaked out." She moved back a little.
"Stop it!"
"What!?" His voice was as innocent as ever.
"Reading my mind!!" He rolled his eyes.
"I'm not reading your mind!"
"Oh ya! Well, how did you know what I was thinking! Huh!? HUH!?!"
"One, it's what you are always thinking when we are a situation like this, and two, your eyes were almost bulging out of your head." She glared over at him.
"My eyes don't bulge..." She mumbled with a pout.
Just then, on the other side of the fountain security came into view. Crap! It wouldn't be long before they made there way around to where they lay hiding. .
"I think it's time to go." She started to get up.
"Hold up."
"What is it this time!?" She turned around just in time to see him hurl the high heels into the fountain. Riley jumped up. "NOOOOO!! THOSE COST ME 45 BUCKS!!" She immediately slapped her hands over her mouth realising she had just given away there position. Smart Parkerson..real smart.. The security guards instantly snapped there heads around at the shriek, spotting them. Peter slapped a hand to his face. And she says I'm an idiot!
Together they both once again sprung up and ran. This was getting tiring. Why hasn't a bloody door appeared yet!? The world is obviously against me! Any other day if I went here all I would see is doors, but noooo of course I won't today. The world is just cruel like that! It's the way it always works! It's always there till you actually need it, then it's gone! Figures! She was so caught up in thought as she ran that she didn't even notice the person standing in front of her till it way to late. *BAM* Colliding with something warm, she was knocked backwards. Riley's hand flew to the back of her head as pain surged through it. Ouch.. She growled. Stupid person! Muttering a few curses she pulled herself up yelling out, " Why don't you Frickin' watch wh-" She stopped her mouth dropping to the floor and her eyes widened as she caught sight of the person. Uh oh.. Standing there with a look of confusion, pure shock, and anger stood Mr. Parkerson. Her father.
A/N: Uh oh is right. BUSTED!!!! She is dead! Poor girl! But Anyway, You like? Ok so I lied when I said this would be the actual start of the search of the eye. I can't help it though. You know how when you type sometimes your mind has one plan, but your fingers and the keyboard have another. Well, thats what sorta happened in this chapter. : / I actually didn't really like how I typed this chapter..I prob. could of made it a lot better then I did. *sighs* Oh well..so what did you think? I'm sorry this took so long to get out! I blame it on my bloody finals!! They took up all my writing time!! I hate finals.. Thank God there over! SCHOOLS OUT NOW FOR ME!! SO NOW I HAVE PLENTY OF TIME TO WRIGHT SENSE I'M HOME LIKE ALL DAY ALL SUMMER! So chapters will be coming out more often! : ) Also I want to apologise for any grammar mistakes in this chapter, which I'm positive there are a lot. My sister, who has been checking my chapters for mistakes.. is at camp. : ( Sometimes if I catch her when she is home she can check my chapters, but when she isn't home.. I'm on my own, and we all know how good I am at checking my mistakes! I'll try my best to correct them!! Ok Ok on with my thank yous:
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