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Peter Pan:

"Tink!" Peter ran up to her as she sat on a twig, "Did you find her?"

She nodded. Tink may absolutely hate girls who like Peter, but she couldn't lie to him straight up about the girl. That would be harsh.

"Where is she?"

Tink motioned for him to follow her and they both flew up towards the beach together.

Ariel and Peter:

"La, la, la…." Ariel spun as she danced to the music box on the sand. She played with her grass skirt and held it up as she moved, "Legs are so much fun!"

Peter landed with Tink feet away from the beach, hidden by the trees.

"There she is." Peter smiled at her from afar, "Playing with lost things."

Ariel was looking at a spoon that washed up and used it as a hair clip, until it fell out. He continued to watch as she began to sing.

"Oh what it's like to have legs; to run and swim and play, through the grass and trees and to feel the warm breeze is something worth to me today.." She continued to hum the tune as she made up words.

"But I have to go back to where I should be, down with the waves below…for a home is a home even though I know that this is where I belong."

Then she fell onto the sand and proceeded to roll around in it giggling. Peter was hypnotized by her every move.

"What does she mean by that?" Peter looked at Tink who shrugged casually.

Peter went to walk forward but Tink tugged his sleeve.

"Don't go she could be a monster!"

"A monster Tink; I think you have been listening to too many stories." Peter flicked her off and continued to walk silently.

As he approached the mystery girl, he noticed that she had blue eyes, the color of the sea. Her legs were also all bruised up, and he wondered why. He gently flew over and landed in front of her. She noticed his feet and shot up, trying to run away. Peter caught up to her.

"I didn't mean to frighten you." Peter said floating down into the sand.

"You're the flying boy." Ariel looked at his legs, "Can you do it again?"

"What, fly?" Peter smirked, "I do it all the time!"

He lifted in the air cheerfully and flew in a circle, then slowly landing in front of her. Ariel was smiling, clearly excited.

"I'm Ariel." She said waving delicately.

"I'm Peter Pan." Peter puffed up proudly.

"I know."

"How?"

"My sisters told me about you." Ariel sat down next to him, "All about you."

"You have sisters!" Peter's eyes lit up.

"You met them already."

"The Indians?" Peter started guessing.

She smiled and laughed. It sounded like honey. "No, they aren't Indians."

"Well, I only talk to the mermaids when-" he stopped short and started staring at her feet, "Are you a?"

"Yes, I'm a mermaid…the youngest of my sisters." Ariel lay down and stretched, "My father granted me two days with legs, and I chose here."

"Really," Peter inched closer, "Why?"

"You sure ask a lot of questions." Ariel eyed him playfully, "It was because of the lost things."

"Hmm so you like lost toys?" Peter had a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Yes, why?"

"Come with me."

"But how? I can't fly!" Ariel tried jumping.

Peter walked up to her closely, too close for comfort, and blew dust on her face. "Try now." he whispered smiling.

She looked up at him confused and he motioned her to look down. She was flying! Ariel laughed happily as she circled around the beach.

"Will you?" Peter held out his hand expectantly.

"I will." She took it smiling.