Wrong Girl
Chapter 4
AN: sorry for the delay. I forgot about this story. Gomen Nasi! (very sorry)
Well, Luna was right. She had her hands full. She had to cook, clean, supervise the boys, (even though they had lived for so long without it and were all still alive), and watch out for pirates when she went out for exercise.
First things first, she had tried to clean up the house as best she could. Like any other girl, she couldn't stand clutter.
The Lost Boys didn't mind, and nether did Peter, Thank God. Luna had heard from Wendy that when Peter is mad, he's as scary as Captain Hook. Hell, Peter had even put a blade to Wendy's throat! Luna trembled with fear just thinking about blades.
As soon as she was done with the cleaning, she rested for a minute on Peter's bed. Then her stomach began to grumble. Luna sat up and put her hand on her stomach.
"Oh no," she said as she left the tree house as quickly as she could. She ran right past the Lost Boys and Peter who were outside practicing sword fighting.
"Luna?" asked Peter. The Lost Boys all had puzzling looks on their faces. "Lost Boys, get inside and stay there until I come back," he said. The Lost Boys did exactly as they were told. Peter took off into the air to find Luna.
Luna was near a little stream. Her pants were down as she tried to stop the blood flow. "What a great time for my period to start," she said. Luna washed her underwear free from blood. She also made sure that the smell of the blood didn't attract any animals...like say a crocodile.
She also kept her ears and eyes open for the pirates as well. Peter had found Luna but had no idea what she was doing. Peter landed right behind her. "Luna what are you doing?" he asked.
Luna screamed loudly. "Peter please leave me alone for right now. I'll tell you later," she said as she tried her best to cover herself up. Peter just stood there looking at her. Luna saw this.
"Peter please!" she screamed as she very expertly took his sword right from his hands and put the tip near his throat. "I get it," he said as he took off into the air.
Luna sighed in relief. She was just lucky that she got the sword away from his hand. She out the sword next to her as she continued to wipe away the blood.
As soon as she finished up near the stream, she headed back to the tree house to tell Peter what had happened. It was weird to be walking through the Neverland forest with wet underwear.
As soon as she was back, she saw Peter. He went right up to her face and whispered in her ear, "what the hell was that about earlier?" he asked. Luna noticed the Lost Boys listening in. It wasn't their time to know about "female problems." "Let's talk privately," she said.
Luna led Peter outside where it was already dark. The fairies were all about flying in different directions. "Peter, every once a month all women have what we call a period. It's when blood comes out of us from uh…below. It only lasts for a could days. it's natural. I was at the stream washing my blood away," she said.
Peter stood there. Luna looked up to him. She noticed he had a look on his face that said 'I don't believe you.' "I want proof," he said. Luna sighed.
She turned around and stuck her hand up her pants. When her hand came out, it was covered with blood. She turned around and showed it to Peter. "Believe me now?" she asked showing him the bloody hand that was hers.
"You're a demon!" yelled Peter as he flew back to the tree house. "That's not the reaction I was hoping for," said Luna ass he went after Peter to try to explain.
Peter had already told the Lost Boys the whole story. "If she comes here we kill her. Grab your swords," he said. All the Lost Boys did. "Are we really going to kill her?" asked Slightly. "Yes," said Peter watching the door. "But she's our mother," said Curly. "She's a demon that needs to be out down," said Peter.
Luna ran right into the trap. All the Lost Boys had the tips of their blades against her skin in a matter of seconds. All the Lost Boys saw her hand coverd in blood. "She is a demon!" they all cried. Luna rolled her eyes at that comment. Before she could retaliate, Peter had interrupted her.
"If you move we cut you," said Peter who was right in front of her face, his blade ready to slash her throat. "This is getting old," said Luna as she cleverly got out of that predicament.
She flipped over to where the blades were and picked one of her own. "If you want to fight me, then come for me!" she yelled to Peter Pan.
