The Story of Kindness
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Chapter Two
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People were mean. Harry knew that. But Will Stanton wasn't mean. Not too mean, anyway.
"Uncle CR's coming?" Fireflyer asked. "Who's he?" Harry ignored him. "Fairies die if they get ignored, don't you know?"
Harry walked away.
The two old men laughed. "So, is it all going to plan?"
"Yes, it is. On this universe anyway. In Panem..."
"Woah, what a vivid vision!" Harry was taken aback.
"That was no vision," Lemony Snicket, typing with his typewriter, growled. "That was the walls of reality blurring. We must be close to the Muppet Theatre."
"Oo-kay! Bubye now, Typee!"
Harry and Fireflyer ran back into the street.
"That was close. But what was that about a Muppet Theatre?"
"Check the Encyclopedia."
"Good idea!" Harry went to his back door, grabbed a stool and teeteered dangerously on it. He grabbed a hefty book and collapsed.
Harry instantly flipped to the Ms... Mayday, Moshi, Muppet.
Muppets-Strange entities (circa. unknown). Discovered by the late explorer Jim Henson. Sentient. Muppet Theatre-settlement of the Muppets in modern world. Listed building.
"Hmm... how strange."
"It is. Leave your window open tonight."
"Fine."
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The Pan was triumphant. The Pan knew all. The Pan had changed.
Long ago, the Pan was a mere boy. Thank goodness the Pan's nu-father, Zeus, had gifted him with all the powers of his rivals, Goliath and the Gargoyles. The Pan scanned London. Ah! The Pan spotted an open window.
The Pan flew in it. The Pan saw a boy.
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Harry had stolen his mum's wand that night. He had heard from Fireflyer what had happened to Peter Pan. "F-f-finite Incantem," he said upon seeing Pan, casting one of the few spells he knew. Pan had becoming a being of stone.
Pan blocked it with a twirl of his fingers. "Hah. The Pan is not that easy to break." However his hands began to break. "Wh-what?"
"Finite incantem, finite incantem, finite incantem." Pan slowly began to break until all that was left of him was a baby, of flesh and blood.
"There, there. Are you okay? Good boy. I'll take you to Mummy now, okay?"
He cradled the baby in his arms and took him into his arms.
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Lily woke up in the middle of the night. She had heard crying. Unfamiliar crying, maybe, but her motherly instincts were awoken.
She heard Harry coming into her room. Harry, she wrote in light, what is that crying?
"His name is Peter. He's so cute."
Will awoke. "Peter? What do you mean, Peter?"
"I found him."
"You found a baby? Where?"
"On the doorstop. I heard the doorbell ring." He said with a slight quaver.
"Really?" Will asked in a probing tone.
"Fine. I'll tell you the truth. He's really an immortal shapeshifting vampire alien!" Harry slammed the door and went back to sleep.