Author: Hey...back again!. Here is the second chappie and it is basically about how Mr. Darling sees things in Neverland, and the changes he thinks are to be made before Peter and Wendy get married, and that Peter begins to despise him because of these and yeah, they kinda become enemies...but don't worry, it will settle!.
Anyways, thanks for your reviews so far, and please enjoy.
All that could be heard around them was just the rushing wind whistling in their ears. All they're bodies getting sucked further into the unknown blind portal, until sudden darkness flooded around them.
"George…look where we are!" Mr. Darling heard his wife call into the darkness. Slowly, George Darling cracked a eyelid, both eyes instantly popping to the magnificent view before them. Miles and miles of stars seemed to float along under them, and looking towards Peter, noticed that when touched, they streamed from your fingers like water.
"Come on!. Try it!" Peter called to the group, pulling Wendy to float under him, a protective arm around her waist, he took her other wrist gently and slowly dipped her delicate hand into the pool of stars. She instantly giggled and the two shared a loving gaze.
"Oh George, you should try this!" called his wife from his side. He instantly turned to see that her hand as well was trailing along the seem-like water. With a smile, he followed and was amazed at the feeling. It truly did feel much like water, silky to the touch but looked as liquid stars. "There it is!. It's Neverland!" they heard the boys shout, and the Darling parents raised their curious gazes to the flowing sunlight now before them.
The growing sunlight now blanked the flowing stars as it appeared from behind the mount of Island growing ever larger as they neared. "This is Neverland?" asked Mr. Darling curiously, yet intrigued. "It's beautiful!" Mrs. Darling breathed beside him, her eyes alight with wonder and happiness. Finally, they would get to experience the Island they're children had run off to those 5 years ago.
As they got closer, they noticed that clouds now gathered. To the adults surprise, the clouds here resembled more like plump bundles of cotton candy, pleasantly whipped. Mrs. Darling smiled, remembering that she used to love the stuff when she was much younger, Mr. Darling however disliked it ever since he threw it back up at a carnival when he too was younger.
Mr. Darling gave a disgusted look, as the group now descended into the clouds, the plump, multi coloured fluff parting to reveal the group the proper view of the Island. They descended onto the white coloured sand lining the beautiful sea green ocean, the waves thundered them a welcome. Mrs. Darling marvelled at the soft, warm sand that dug between her toes, she smiled and turned towards the wide ocean before them.
"Oh this is just lovely" she said delightfully. The boys, Peter and Wendy shared a satisfied look. "What do you think George?" she asked curiously. "You know I never liked the beach Mary" he commented, watching the sand run through his fingers, almost like the liquid stars. "It's very bright. I thought it was night?" asked Mr. Darling, turning a curious gaze to the sky.
"It was…" started Peter. "Until I came back" a smile spread across his face, this was the perfect opportunity to mess with the parents. Wendy gave him a playful slap on the arm. "What he means is, Peter controls the climate!. They are tuned to his emotions and reflect them into the weather" Wendy explained.
"Well…that's helpful!" said Mrs. Darling, not quite sure if she understood that, Mr. Darling gave a question brow.
"Come, we must meet with the fairies!" Peter announced suddenly, seeing that everyone was wondering where to go next. Taking Wendy's hand, he led them through the evergreens, pointing out various trees, poisonous and dangerous plants to avoid and also the dangers and safety of the forest. The group trekked down the dirt trail, mud already covering the soles of their footwear, the travelers except Peter and Wendy tired out from the long walk. They were ever so glad to finally come upon a huge clearing, the trees not so close together, tiny balls of light weaving there way through them.
"What are those?" asked Mrs. Darling, suddenly clinging to her husband's arm tightly, fearing that one of the creatures would attack them. "Those are the fairies Mother, they are quite peaceful!" John said soothingly, calming his mother.
"Those are fairies?" asked Mr. Darling, raising another curious brow. Wendy let out a giggle as Peter again pulled her towards the clearing, Curly and John explaining on the way.
They stopped, at about the middle of the clearing, suddenly becoming overwhelmed at the beauty of these tiny creatures of light curiously floating around them. Two larger balls of light suddenly found there way before the group and revealed themselves as the King and Queen. Instantly, Peter, Wendy and the boys dropped to their knees before the grand creatures, the Darling parents left confused on their feet.
"Mother, Father, bow to them!" Nibs hissed to his still standing parents, however he was hushed. "No no, the parents of our future queen may stand if they please, we do not need their respect, neither yours, for our time here is ending quickly, please rise!" the queen gestured to them, they all rose at once. "It is us, who should be bowing to you" the king said, he and the queen bowing before Peter and Wendy.
"We are so happy, that you both have decided to take the throne once we left. Both of you will make such wonderful rulers" the king continued. A blush came to both Peter and Wendy's cheeks. "It will be an honour!" Wendy said, nodding, Peter tightening his grip on her hand lovingly. "Now, about them becoming the new rulers…" Mr. Darling suddenly butted in. "You thought it crazy that your daughter become queen of this land?. Understandable!. You both were our greatest concern" the queen turned to the Darling parents. "But you have nothing to worry about, they have still so much to learn about ruling, and marriage before their time. We're glad you could come. We can use your help" she continued.
"Our help training them?. Oh yes, we'd be honoured as well, your highness" Mrs. Darling said gleefully, bowing low to the glowing queen. "Yes, they will be properly taught before this marriage shall take place" said Mr. Darling, matter of factly.
The queen smiled. "You needn't to worry….they will be in safe hands" she commented before floating along to her husband.
"Go, meet with the Indians, they have already prepared so much for your stay" said the king, nodding further off into the forest.
"They have been waiting for you along time, go and meet them. We'll catch up with you later!" the queen continued, before both started to float back to join the rest of the golden globes of light. "Yes your majesties!" Peter agreed, he, Wendy and the boys bowing low once more. A smile from the departing royalty and they were gone, leaving the travelers on another quest. "How long will this path take?" Mr. Darling groaned, Mrs. Darling elbowing him hard in the side.
It didn't take them long at all to find the encampment of the Indians, smoke suddenly covering their trail, however they found they're way by group effort. "Pan!.Wendy!" the Indian cheers suddenly arose from all around them, suddenly becoming bombarded by many bronzed and painted faces.
"You are finally back, we've been waiting" one of them said, pulling the young couple from the group of travelers.
"We are so happy to have heard about the engagement. Preparations have already begun!." Another painted face commented. "What's going on?. Who are all of you?" Mr. Darling's cries came from somewhere in the middle of the group, until finally pulled free, along with his wife, by the braves.
"You must be the Wendy-Lady's parents!. Honoured for you to join us in this celebration!." The brave said eagerly, pulling Mr. Darling into a friendly hug. "You come, celebrate!" they shouted, pulling the group towards the middle of the camp. "Lessons will begin tomorrow for both Pan and Wendy, lots of work for marriage" said a brave, plunking Mr. Darling onto a root chair. "With ruling and all, what time for mating?" asked another, they suddenly brought out various colours of face paint.
"Wait, what?. Mating?" Mr. Darling choked with surprise, as someone removed his glasses and rushed cold paint onto his cheek. "Yes darling, Peter and Wendy will soon want to have children you know!" Mrs. Darling commented beside him. "But they are too young!" Mr. Darling shouted. "Maybe it's a different custom here George" Mrs. Darling said, shrugging her shoulders and enjoying the company of the Indians as they're celebration party began.
The celebration first started with the painting of faces of the "Travelers from London" they called them, and sitting at great oak tables, began eating the most wonderful feast they ever had. Peter and Wendy sat at the largest table, crowns of woven vines placed on their heads, faces painted red and blue, the bravest of Indians surrounding them, just laughing and having a grand time.
The boys at a different table, smaller with younger braves seated with them, a food fight no doubted to follow. Mr. And Mrs. Darling seated with the rest of the braves, chatting happily among them was his wife, eagerly devouring the delicious food. Mr. Darling however, munched furiously at his foot, sometimes nodding to the Indian trying to converse with him, just to be polite, but his eyes fixated on the soon-to-be-married couple.
Darkness fell over the forests, and the camp fires blared, crackling smoke to the star-lit sky as dancers and drummers lined them. Many now where up and dancing around the beautiful fires, their feet tramping the ground to the beat of the music. Some stayed at their place at the tables, either still conversing, happily or drunkenly, or devouring their twelfth or thirteenth serving of food. Most of the boys were among the dancers, along with Peter and Wendy.
Mr. Darling's dark eyes watched unpleasantly as the couple spun around the camp fires, laughing joyously to the music, they held loving gazes, bright smiles also played on their lips.
Mr. Darling forgot about what should happen after marriage: children!. As if that wasn't worry enough for him, she was much too young to have a child!. At her age?. Of course the people here encourage it, they want a heir to the throne, but Mr. Darling was absolutely against it!. They mustn't be alone!.
Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves except for Mr. Darling, carefully planning on what do to about this whole marriage situation. Finally, everyone became tired and weary as the moon was now over the top of the sky and descending, they all decided to call it a night.
The weary group of travelers all met up once more. "Where are we to sleep exactly?" Mrs. Darling yawned. "The Indians have offered some spare tents to us, and some can sleep in our old tree home" Peter explained, a tired smile on his lips, and a arm around Wendy as she rested her tired head on his shoulder. "Alright then, George, myself and the boys will stay in the tree home, you two need your rest" Mrs. Darling sighed happily. All agreed and began to break off to their sleeping quarters when suddenly, Mr. Darling shouted. "Stop!. This is unacceptable!".
They all turned to him tired and confused. "Peter, the boys and I will take the tree home, you ladies shall take the tents" said Mr. Darling. All gave shocked and surprised expressions. "Father…" Wendy started to argue, now broken away from Peter's grasp. "No Wendy, I am still your father and I lay down the laws. You are not to sleep with him until you are married, and you shall be taught by your mother in the ways of a proper wife" he turned to his wife, Mrs. Darling smiled uneasily.
"…and Peter shall be taught by myself in the ways of a proper husband, you both shall be taught by the fairies on how to rule this…Island, and you shall not be married until we all agree it is time, and both of you are ready!" stated Mr. Darling proudly. Wendy became angered. "But Father, you can't…" but was suddenly stopped when Peter took her arm, gently pulling her back.
"Actually Wendy, I think your father may be right. We don't want to screw this up you know. It would be best to learn some things before we do this, so that at least we have a better idea of what we're doing" Peter said, trying his best to calm her, but get his point across firmly. Wendy still didn't like it, but she agreed anyways. "Alright, I suppose" she said a bit defeated. With that, goodnights were issued and Peter and Wendy kissed, along with Mr. And Mrs. Darling. Peter then led the boys down the track to the old tree home, Mr. Darling giving questioning looks to the boys as they conversed about their memories of the Island. Finally the reached it, and Mr. Darling marvelled at how to enter, pulling a vine and the bark opens like a door. However, he was less impressed upon the landing.
Once inside, the boys brushed themselves off from their landing pile and readied for bed. Mr. Darling carefully looked around the place, somewhat amazed that these and his children could have lived in such a state. "So this is the tree home my children have talked so much about?" asked Mr. Darling, noticing that Peter just appeared out of a room.
"Yep, great isn't it?. I've lived here all my life" said Peter, with a satisfied smile. "And you expect to live here while your married and during your rein?" asked Mr. Darling curiously. Peter gave a shrug. "I suppose. Wendy didn't mind it, she actually quite loved it" said Peter. Mr. Darling gave a disgusted look, again his eyes traveling. "This will need improvements" Peter heard the man say, his expression turning sour but brushed it off for Wendy's sake.
"So, where would you sleep?" asked Peter, gazing at the man with a hardened stare. "Is there no sensible bed?" Mr. Darling asked, finally resting his gaze to Peter. The young man simply just pointed to his bed. "Only bed in the house, and its disrespectful to make the future king sleep on the floor" said Peter coldly. Mr. Darling felt the boy's anger. "Oh no. We wouldn't want royalty all dirty now do we?." Mr. Darling asked mockingly. "Is there a roll out?".
Peter nodded and went into another room. Mr. Darling rummaged around the belongings scattered everywhere, along with the rooming and furniture. "How do you except to raise a family in this state?" Mr. Darling asked, only meant for himself, however Peter came back with a more angered look and forcefully shoved the bedding and blankets angrily at Mr. Darling. The man stumbling to catch it. "You have rules for our children too, or you actually going to let us live our own lives?" asked Peter coldly, turning back into his room.
"Well your not expected to bare children at your ages!" Mr. Darling called back. Peter stopped and turned around slowly, the anger boiling inside him. " You may be Wendy's father, but that's one thing that isn't up for you to decide" said Peter,
finally settling into his fur covered bed, turning his back to Mr. Darling coldly. 'We'll see boy" Mr. Darling muttered as he laid down on his lain out bedding by the fire. "We'll see!".
The sun was half way to the top of the sky, painting Neverland with its orange glow, reflecting off of the cotton clouds, making them fluff with brightness. Mr. Darling and some of the boys: John, Tootles and Curly, all sat at the oak table, hungrily eating away at their breakfast. Mr. Darling's eyes once more traveled over the home, now seeing all the dust being reflected off of the sunlight. 'This place needs much work', he thought.
Suddenly, a green blur suddenly rushed past them, also creating a torrent of blowing wind behind it. "Stop!" Mr. Darling commanded and there stood Peter at the doorway, one foot forwards, to step up the shoot. "What?" Peter asked annoyed, he cursed inwardly, he was caught by Wendy's father. "Where might you be going?" Mr. Darling asked curiously, eyeing the young man.
Peter bit down on his bottom lip, his mind hurriedly trying to come up with something to use as an excuse, a lie. "I'm um, going to patrol the Island, as future king I have to be aware of any potential danger that might come as a threat to my subjects" Peter said, puffing out his chest to try to seem manly, and convince the horrid man he regretted bringing. However, Mr. Darling looked unconvinced. "Your going off to visit Wendy" Mr. Darling confirmed, shaking his head in disappointment. Peter tried to think up an argue but none came, and he agreed, knowing he was found out. "I was going to visit Wendy".
"No, no Peter Pan!. No visiting my daughter today, your training begins today and there is much to do" said Mr. Darling, shaking a finger to the young man. "What?. But the fairies old me to meet them at noon, then I'll take lessons on leadership!" Peter argued, taking a few steps towards the table.
"Yes, but you also need lessons in being a proper husband, otherwise Wendy is sent back with me" said Mr. Darling, eyeing the boy from beyond his tea cup. "You can't do that!. She already agreed to be queen, the fairies won't let her leave until we're married!" Peter's raised voice boomed through the muddy walls, the silent, frightened boys watching this argument curiously.
"….and your not getting married until I say you are!. So, it's either listen to me or you'll have to put up with me constantly nagging at you" Mr. Darling argued back, a threat to his voice.
"So Peter, what will it be?" he asked teasingly, taking another sip of his tea. Peter gave a defeated sigh. "Fine, I'll listen" he said quietly. Mr. Darling shot him a triumphant smile.
"So…bring your sword, we are scouting for enemies and hunting, to provide for your family" said Mr. Darling. Peter watching curiously as Mr. Darling moved to the doorway.
"You did say as future king you have to be aware of enemies, and you must prove that you can care for my daughter…" Mr. Darling started. "Unless you think I a better…" he started, but with a grunt from Peter, the boy took a sword and marched out of the house, Mr. Darling gesturing the boys to follow and went to the surface, the still sleeping boys to be watched over by the fairies.
Author:Hope you enjoyed it. I, personally didn't really like how I made everything work out, I think I could have written it better...but what do you guys think?. Anyways, hope you liked it...please review!. Always lookin' forward to those!. Rock on!.