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Rated M due to future sexual content.
"Characters Speaking"
Characters Thinking
/Authors Comments\
~~~Chapter Two~~~
~~~Previous~~~
Wendy lifts herself off the couch and skips to the middle of the room.
"Cecco, who carved his name on the governor at Goa." John states.
"Noodler, with his hands on backward," Michael exclaims cheerfully.
"Heavens." Aunt Millicent breathes.
"Hook!" Michael exclaims with joy.
"Hook?" Aunt Millicent questions.
"Hook, whose eyes turn red as he guts you," John says, moving his hand, in the shape of a hook, over Michael's stomach before turning his head to look at Aunt Millicent.
Aunt Millicent's face looks a bit pale. "Upon my soul, how children are educated nowadays."
"I'm afraid I am not learned at all, Aunt. But I do know a thing or two about pirates." Wendy states cheerfully.
It was at this point when I hear a wail coming from upstairs, but only due to magic enhancing my hearing.
~~~Present~~~
It is Teddy. I can always tell when Teddy is crying or is going to cry. I look at the clock to see that it is time for him to be fed. He always knows what time I feed him. But then again with who his father and mother were, I didn't expect anything else.
I stand up, close my book, before wishing everyone goodnight. Well, I'll probably see Wendy, John, and Michael before they go to bed, the nursery is the room placed next to mine.
I walk up the stairs into my bedroom. Teddy stops wailing as soon as I walk in the room. I gently pick up Teddy, loosen my clothes before placing his mouth near my breast.
There only reason I am able to breastfeed him is due to my magic changing the hormones in my body so that it is easier for me to produce the milk that he needs at least until his teeth begin growing and he is able to eat solids.
While feeding Teddy I could sense that Peter and Tinkerbell were hiding outside my window, peeking inside, well Peter is, Tinkerbell has already flown inside and landed on my shoulder, beaming down at Teddy while he feeds.
~~~Peter's POV~~~
What is she doing? Why is the baby sucking from her breasts? And why does Tink seem to be comfortable to be out in the open, even as opened to be sitting on her shoulder? What is that white liquid coming from her breasts? And once again why is my body aching, warming up, and butterflies appearing in my stomach. I wonder if she will come to Neverland to be a mother to the Lost Boys.
Wendy, John, and Michael can come too but won't they all want to go home after a while? I don't mind if Wendy and her brother's leave, but I don't want Saffron to leave, I want her to stay in Neverland.
~~~Tinkerbell's POV~~~
Peter's body is changing, it has done since he saw Saffron for the first time, two weeks ago. He is growing up slightly to satisfy Saffron's needs and desires. I have no doubt in my mind that Saffron will stay in Neverland along with Teddy but, more than anything she desires her own children, a massive family, and someone to love her for who she is.
I can tell those stories that Saffron tells are not stories, they are situations she has been forced to endure, to live through, with only her Pa and Uncle to help her through.
I know that Peter enjoys Saffron's stories more than he does of those belonging to Wendy. Though he used to enjoy Wendy's stories until Saffron came.
There are changes happening to Peter's body. He is taller, his shoulder is broadening, his is losing his baby fat and more than anything else his body is reacting to her presence, by either being near her, seeing her or even hearing her voice.
~~~Saffron's POV~~~
After feeding Teddy I rocked him to sleep, humming the lullaby I remember my own Mama singing to me. It wasn't long before he fell asleep. I place him back in his cot, pile the covers around him, and placed his wolf teddy bear near his side. He moves his arms to the side, curling around said teddy bear. He always seems to know when the teddy bear is next to him, but then again his father's and mother's scent is clinging to the cotton.
I go into the nursery when Wendy complains about what she heard downstairs between the three adults. Hmm, so Aunt Millicent is now going to try and control Wendy after she failed to do the same to me. I wish them all goodnight, tucking them in and kissing them on the forehead before leaving the room, shutting the door slightly before going inside my own room.
I change into my nightgown, turn off my light, and get into my soft bed, before falling into a deep slumber.
~~~Three Hours Later~~~
I can tell that someone is watching me sleep, going by the presence I can tell that it is Peter. He is hovering over my bed. I open my eyes slowly before looking into Peter's eyes. Such a pretty colour, especially up close.
Nana barges through my door look in Peter's direction and begins barking. Peter flies off in a panic and moves to hide on the wall, near the top. Nana continues barking, causing Peter to fly out my window. Nana pulls on his shadow, making it impossible for Peter to fly off, causing him to be pulled back to my window ledge.
The window closes cutting off his shadow. Nana chases his shadow out of my room. It isn't long before she stops barking. I look out the window for any sign of Peter but there isn't any. He will be back; he needs to get his shadow back after all.
~~~The Next Day~~~
Teddy and I were the only ones in the house, Aunt Mary popped out for a while, and Uncle George is at work, while Wendy, John, and Michael are at school.
I am sitting on the window seat in my room, reading one of my favourite books 'Where Demon's Fear to Tread by Stephanie Chong'. Since no one is here I can read a book from my time period, until they get back that is.
~~~Four Hours Later~~~
I managed to finish reading my book, placed it away in my trunk and feed Teddy in time for everyone to get back. Looking at Uncle George's face, the way Wendy looks upset and how Nana has her tail tucked between her legs, I can tell something happened and not in a good way.
Uncle George is dragging Nana into the back garden. "I have been humiliated! No, I must become a man that children fear and adults respect, or we shall all end up in the street!" He clips a chain onto Nana collar.
"George, not so loud." Aunt Mary says softly.
"George, the neighbours will hear." Aunt Millicent warns.
"Let them hear. Let the whole world know! This is not a nurse! This is a dog." Nana backs off and sits down. Uncle George rips off her headdress causing Aunt Mary to gasp softly. He turns around and looks at Wendy. "Tomorrow you begin your instruction…with Aunt Millicent. It's time for you to grow up!"
~~~Later on that Night~~~
I wait until Aunt Mary and Uncle George has left for the party before going into the nursery with Teddy in my arms, I have already placed his cot and Teddy's bear back in his trunk. I have a feeling that tonight I will be going on an adventure, more fun than my last.
Wendy, John, and Michael are asleep when I sneak in, so I tuck the covers around them, leaving a kiss on their foreheads.
I sit near the window, leaning against the wall, lost in my own thoughts. It wasn't long before the window behind me is opened and Tinkerbell coming shooting through, leaving flashes of bright golden light. Is she looking for Peter's shadow? She must be but I don't know where Nana chased it too. I do feel it inside the house, however. I don't think she has even noticed that I am sitting here.
Tinkerbell searches everywhere in the nursery and doesn't find Peter's shadow. Due to the wreckage that Tinkerbell was making, Wendy woke up before she falls back asleep again. She flies off to the hallway. I hear her make a pleasing sound. She must have found Peter's shadow.
The curtains of the window shimmer beside me before Peter carefully lands on the ledge. Tinkerbell flies up to him before the two of them sneak into the landing. There are loud noises coming from the landing. Peter must be struggling to get his shadow back under control.
Footsteps slowly creep up the stairs. Aunt Millicent must have heard the noise Peter was making. She comes towards the nursery, so I place a disillusioned spell around Teddy and me. Don't want to get caught. She peeks inside the nursery, looks around, smiles slightly before closing the door. I hear footsteps descending down the stairs. Crisis averted for now at least.
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