Out of the corner of his eye, Peter saw the bright arrows pointing to Neverland. He swerved to face them, being careful not to not drop the two children in his arms. The child in his left arm was kicking Peter. It was trying to escape, no doubt, and for the third time since takeoff! The child in his right arm was silently sleeping.
As Peter flew, he thought about the past Lost Boys. He did not know what had happened to them since they had left Neverland, though, so it is my duty to explain. They are all attending school. Most of the boys are in the middle classes, except Slightly, who has had to go into the lowest class. They are starting to lose the ability to fly too, for they are slowly loosing their belief. The new Lost Boys, Peter decided, would never be exposed to the other world.
This determination made Peter more eager to get onto the ground. He kicked at the air to propel himself forward. The island itself reached out to Peter, for even it knew that when Peter was in a foul mood, things had to be done. It also sensed the presence of the children, and made an area of soft grass for them.
Tinker Bell saw Peter darting between the clouds. She was now an old maid due to her unrequited love of the boy. Her hands were burned and frail due to handling the hot iron. If she had been human, she would have retired a long time ago, but since she was a fairy she was using her magic to repair the pots and pans. Still, she flew up to meet Peter.
"Hallo, Tink!" Peter called. The little ball of white light floated up to meet him. She poked around him, examining the two babies in his arms. She saw neither of them were Wendies. Still, she asked Peter what the babies were coming to Neverland for.
Peter smiled, "Why, Tink, these are the new Lost Boys. Won't it be fun to have all these adventures together?"
The moment Peter's feet soon touched the ground, he placed the children down and prepared to alter them. He started with the child who was always moving. Then he turned his attention to the quiet child. Peter noticed that this boy's face was oddly effeminate, but kept going until he was done.
Tinker Bell screamed. "You brought a GIRL?" she shrieked in the fairy language.
"I didn't know! I just picked her up like I did with all the other lost boys." Peter responded.
"They don't jump out of their prams, do they? Say it!"
"Girls don't jump out of their prams."
"They do if their brothers try to escape."
Peter and Tinker Bell turned to the sound of the new voice. The quiet "boy" was sitting up. She was smiling, her mossy green eyes sparkling, not even caring that she wasn't wearing clothes. She poked her brother.
Tinker Bell flew at the girl, but Peter caught her in his hands before anyone was hurt. He whispered, "Tinker Bell, I love you. I'd never try to do anything that would upset you. We can pretend she's a boy."
The rage in Tinker Bell's heart subsided to compassion. Fairies are so small that they can only have one emotion at a time.
Tinker Bell jingled, "Then the girl can stay. Give them their names."
Peter looked closely at the children, thinking. He tried to find the perfect name, the same way a parent does. After many minutes of considering various names, he found two that were exactly what he needed.
"You," Peter said, pointing to the real boy, "You can be called Slick. You," he turned to face the girl, " are Friendly."
She said kindly, "Thank you, sir. I always try to be polite."
Peter laughed. "That's your name. Friendly." It will be easy to make her into a Lost Boy, he decided.
Author's Notes: Our journey begins! Yes, in case you haven't noticed, we've met the protagonist. Yes, Tinker Bell gets her own set of dialogue tags. I'm following the book's style now. Constructive criticism is always appreciated!