A/N: Hi!! So, I think I will just clear a few things up having to do with this story. For one, I'm basing it slightly off the Disney movie. So Peter and Wendy are between the ages of 10 and 12. You can choose what age you want them to be. ; P. Also, not a lot of time has passed since she had last been in Neverland, so age is not a problem. Funny how things work out like that. If any one wanted to beta this story, then send me a message!!
I've decided to dedicate this chapter to my very first reviewer of my very first Peter Pan story; Owl Lover. All I can say is thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you…thank you!
And the gift I give you for this chapter is Peter's hat, though only for a little while. He's going to wonder where it went otherwise.
"And where might that be?" Mr. Darling shouted.
"Neverland."
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A boy at about the age of twelve was hovering just above the window of the darling family's dining room. Hearing that one word Neverland made him want to do somersaults in mid air. So he did. He did about six somersaults before he felt a too dizzy to carry on. Hanging upside down in the air, he looked through the window into the brightly lit room and saw his favorite person in the world at the moment stomping upstairs towards the nursery.
"Hear that Tink? Wendy's coming back to Neverland!" Tinkerbell crossed her tiny arms over her tiny chest and blew air into her cheeks tinkling furiously.
"Tinkerbell! Don't say that!" The boy clad in green said," You know she's not." Tinkerbell shrugged her little fairy shoulders and flittered to the other side of the boy. A wide grin that stretched from ear to ear spread across his face as he flew up to the nursery window he remembered so well. The sound of bells tinkling furiously beside him caught his attention.
"Tink!? Oh please Tink! Please help us! I'll still love you! You're still my favorite fairy!" Tinkerbell agreed after that little speech of his. Everyone in Neverland knew that Tink loved Peter very much, except for Peter. He remained shockingly ignorant of the fact. He only had eyes for one lady. And right now, that lady was Wendy. He could see her through the window, walking over to open it. He flew right up to the window and smirked as she opened the windows and shrieked in surprise.
"Peter!! You're here! How did you know?" She had a wide grin on her face to match the grinning Peter in front of her.
"I saw through your window! Now c'mon! We don't have all night here! Tink! Pixie dust!" Tinkerbell flittered over to Wendy and grudgingly sprinkled a fine gold dust onto Wendy and just for good measure, she threw some into Wendy's mouth.
"Tink! That wasn't very nice!" Peter turned on the smirking fairy. Wendy coughed and spluttered until all of the dust was out of her mouth.
"Ready Wendy? Let's go!" He pulled her by the hand and flew out of the window. Wendy felt free as a bird.
"Peter?" Wendy asked.
"Yes?" He replied.
"Where is your hat?" Peter indeed, was not wearing his hat.
"I have absolutely no idea! The other day I was sitting in a tree playing my pipes when suddenly a girl flew up to me, swiped it off of my head and flew away. I haven't seen it since." Peter explained. His red hair shone in the night.
"How extremely odd, what did she look like?" Wendy asked as they flew along.
"I couldn't really tell, but she had brown hair and very pale skin. It was very odd. I hope she brings it back soon." Peter said.
"I'm sure she will."
"Hey Wendy look! It's Big Ben! C'mon!" Peter grabbed Wendy's hand and flew her towards the large clock. They landed on one of the hands.
"Oh, I had almost forgotten how wonderful this view was!" Wendy marveled at the beautiful landscape around her. "Thank you so much for taking me with you Peter! I couldn't stand to be in that house any longer! My mother, my father, and that horrible woman Mrs. Sweeter all wanted me to act like a respectable, practical young lady. It was absolutely horrid!" To finish of this little rant of Wendy's, she gave Peter and thimble on the cheek. He blushed and Tinkerbell tinkled furiously, the glowing light around her turning from a happy yellow to an angry shade of red. Like the colour of blood.
"It was no problem Wendy! Look! The Second Star to the Right is shining extra bright for us tonight! Let's go before it goes away with the morning!" Peter pulled Wendy along and Tinkerbell followed, rattling off insults to Wendy at a very fast pace. Neither Peter nor Wendy heard her. Wendy laughed as the wind blew through her hair, her perfectly placed curls coming out of their pins and flopping back into the simple pony tail they had originated in. Her pretty blue dress fluttered somewhere around the middle of her shins.
"We're almost there! Get ready!" Peter shouted as they descended upon the great land of Neverland.
A/N: Haha, somehow the last word of this chapter was the same as the last. Weird. Anyway, I have to go to bed. I'll update tomorrow! Oh, and who ever has Peter's hat, he would really like it back now. ; ]