Chapter 2

Tinker Bell left the jar on the table next to Peter's untouched food. Then she flew straight into the room, where Peter was staring at the ceiling with a blank expression, as always.

"Peter?" She asked. He turned to face the wall. "I need to talk to you. Can't you turn around?" He didn't budge. Tinker bell got annoyed. "Fine we'll do this the hard way." And she sprinkled the dust on Peter, who then started to float in surprise.

"What the..?" He exclaimed.

"Oh good, your first words in days." Tink said sarcastically, rolling her eyes. He glared at her.

"Put me down Tink, and leave me alone!"

"I'm afraid I can't do that, buddy. Not until after we've had a little chat." And with that, she pushed the contents of the jar down Peter's throat. The effect was instant. Peter started to glow slightly, and Tinker Bell knew now was the time for questioning. "Ok Peter, what's going on?" She said as she sat down on the edge of the table "Why won't you talk, eat or see anyone? Is this about Wendy?" He looked at her.

"Yeah. I can't stop thinking about her. It's driving me crazy! I want her to be here, with me. And I want…" He blushed and looked down.

"You want what?" Said Tink, suddenly suspicious. Of course, he had to answer.

"I want a thimble" He replied looking scared then mad at himself. But Tink was puzzled.

"You want a silver finger protector?" She said, pointing to the thimble Peter had which he thought was a kiss. Oh! Thought Tink He wants a kiss. "Is it a kiss you want?" she said a little nicer. Peter shook his head, puzzled. Tink sighed. "A thimble is the silver thing Wendy gave you. A kiss is when she touched her lips to yours…"Her voice trailed off.

"How do you know they're switched?" Peter asked.

"Wendy told me so. Now which is the one you want?" Tink asked. Peter turned bright red.

"A kiss" he whispered. Yeah, that makes more sense Tink thought since he had been happier than any other time in his life when she kissed him, its obvious he would like to repeat the experience.

"Do you love her?" She asked.

"I think I do" He answered. At that moment, he stopped glowing, and his feet touched the floor. Tink expected him to lie down again, but he didn't. Instead, she noticed it stopped snowing so hard. It was still snowing, but it wasn't a blizzard anymore. Peter looked at Tink

"How do you feel?" She asked.

"Better, actually. I guess it helped to talk about it, but… it still hurts to think about her." he went to look out the window.

Then the weirdest thing happened. Peter collapsed on the floor and let out a yelp, grabbing his chest where his heart was, like he was wounded. Tinker Bell shrieked.

"PETER!!!!! Are you ok?" She flew to him. He relaxed his position, but still looked in pain.

"Tink? What just happened?" He asked, a bit scared, "I just felt something shatter inside me!"

"Oh Peter!" Tink gasped "I think its time we paid Wendy a visit, before the rest of you falls apart!"