Peter Pan's Labyrinth
Chapter 7
Still looking up who actually owns the rights to Peter Pan.
Guillermo Del Toro owns Pan's Labyrinth.
"Wendybird, wake up," a familiar voice said, "You were calling for me in your sleep."
"I was crying out 'Piper'?" she asked.
"Not exactly."
"How loud was I calling?"
"Just barely above a whisper."
"How did…?"
"Do you want to know what your next challenge is, now that you're awake?"
"Of course, Piper."
"You must find the statue that was once the Neverbird. You must move its nest back to the watchtower."
"Very well," she replied. She got out of bed and pretended to trip. He automatically leapt into action and caught her.
She smirked inwardly at this. He was so chivalrous that getting him into more romantic situations would be easy. She smiled innocently at him and kissed his cheek.
"Well," she smiled, "Shouldn't I be on my way Piper?"
"Um, of course, um, Princess Wendy," Piper stammered helping her up to her feet.
"Bobble," she called, "We've got to go save the Neverbird."
"Of course we do," Bobble replied sarcastically, "because fairies can run on an hour o' sleep and help carry a statue o' a wee baird to boot."
"You wouldn't be so tired" Piper remarked, "If you hadn't been playing tag with Tink all night long."
"Er, that's beside the point."
"Come on, Bobble," Wendy said, "Bye, Piper, I love you."
"What?" he asked, smiling at her slip-up.
"I said, 'Bye Peter, I'll miss you'," She stammered
"That was oh-so-subtle, 'Wendybird'." Bobble teased.
"Shut up, Bobble, or I'll shake you again."
"Bye Wendybird," Piper said, giving the direction she left by a longing gaze.