“She’s mad at me right now. Called me a grownup and said that she can’t be my friend anymore.” He shoulders drooped a little as he remembered their fight. “But it’s okay. She’ll get over it eventually. So no mermaid lagoon. Where do you wanna go first? We can’t stay up here forever you know. This cloud might wanna rain at some point and then we’d get really wet and cold and that’s no fun so we should probably find somewhere else to stand around or even go play a game or something.”
Wendy smiled thorough her thoughts, but back in her mind she’d wondered if Peter would ever want to grow up. I mean, Wendy wants a family and kids. She wants to live in a house in London and walk her kids to school and kiss her husband goodbye, none of that is offered in Neverland. Games could only be played for so long, and she wasn’t quite sure Peter understood that. “Let’s go visit the lost boys, I miss them so.” She said as she reacher her hand out for his and took flight.
He smiled, happy that she wasn’t asking for more. He took her hand and let himself be led to the secret spot of the underground house. Once they landed he cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted down a rabbit hole. “Hey boys! Come see who I found!” There was the usual noise and clamor of the Lost Boys’ excitement at both his return and at a surprise. They could hear the thumps and crashes as the boys hurried over each other. Finally they tumbled out of a knot in a tree one by one. When they saw who their visitor was they ran over to her excitedly.
Wendy couldn’t help but watch as Peter called out her arrival. She shook her head and looked at the trees, needing to keep her focus on why they’d visited here in the first place. The lost boys. Wendy’s “sons”. Her friends. When they all ran out excitement grew upon her and she bent down a bit to hug them all. None of them looked any different to her, but happier, a lot happier. “Hello boys, how’s everything going? Fighting good capin’ hook I see.” She spoke as she mimicked a hook in of course, her left hand. Wendy had come to love the adventures during the day, but lost herself at night. She had thoughts of her family, brothers and nana, and right now the thoughts were looming upon her thanks to seeing a group of little boys faces smiling up at her.
Maleficent: OPEN, Multiple replies welcome!
Maleficent had been growing restless, the powers of evil had been a bit…less than evil lately. She paced back and forth in her study for a while, pondering what evils she could inflict upon the…
Wendy pushed herself as far back into the bolder as she could. She wanted to be as far away from Maleifcent as possible. Her back was aching and she was pushing so hard it looked like she had become one with the rock. Once Maleficent backed off a little, Wendy faked a smile. “Oh no,” She said watching as a rose bloomed in the women’s hands. She took the gesture of it and giggled, a horrified giggle. “I’m waiting for my brothers.” She lied. Wendy didn’t want to visit anywhere with Maleficent ever again, not after before.
I’m afraid I don’t know what a bridesmaid is, care to explain? WIll there be pirates? Treaures? What’s a flower girl? A WEDDING? I WOULD LOVE TO!
“Course I do! It’s home. And everyone here likes me and wants me to come back. Well, maybe not Tink right now but… she’ll get over it.” Peter shrugged as he got up. They were about to go a little too close to some memories that he didn’t really want to explore. “If we do go by the mermaids, I promise I won’t let them try to drown you again. How bout that? But yeah. No mermaids. Wanna stop at the underground house then?”
Wendy sighed. Feeling a bit of jealousy come upon her. “Peter- I’d rather not. They way they look at you-” She didn’t feel like talking about her feelings which were undecided so she quickly changed the subject. “Tink?” Her head cocked to the right. “What happened with Tink?” She said, crossing her arms in a not so serious, but tired fashion.
“She’s mad at me right now. Called me a grownup and said that she can’t be my friend anymore.” He shoulders drooped a little as he remembered their fight. “But it’s okay. She’ll get over it eventually. So no mermaid lagoon. Where do you wanna go first? We can’t stay up here forever you know. This cloud might wanna rain at some point and then we’d get really wet and cold and that’s no fun so we should probably find somewhere else to stand around or even go play a game or something.”
Wendy smiled thorough her thoughts, but back in her mind she’d wondered if Peter would ever want to grow up. I mean, Wendy wants a family and kids. She wants to live in a house in London and walk her kids to school and kiss her husband goodbye, none of that is offered in Neverland. Games could only be played for so long, and she wasn’t quite sure Peter understood that. “Let’s go visit the lost boys, I miss them so.” She said as she reacher her hand out for his and took flight.
“Knew it.” He couldn’t help but gloat. He lightly tapped her nose with one of his fingers. “So what do you wanna do first? Visit the mermaids?” He laughed more to himself than anything. “Haven’t heard from Hook since I fed him to the crock that last time so you might wanna be careful around the ocean since I don’t know what he’s planning.” He turned his head to look out over a landscape that was all his, pride rushing up inside of him.
Wendy flinched a little as he lightly tapped her nose, but once she wasn’t afraid she giggled at the playful humor. “Oh those mermaids, no thank you. Lack of manners if you ask me.” Wendy said as she got up and brushed the foggy cloud off of her dress. She noticed Peter hadn’t moved and neither had his gaze, so her footsteps started his way and her legs fell to the ground. Wendy soon found herself daydreaming and reliving all of their Neverland memories. It was beautiful wasn’t it? The lovely sight of Neverland and all of it’s treasures. Her voice grew serious and she turned to Peter, “You really love it here, don’t you?”
“Course I do! It’s home. And everyone here likes me and wants me to come back. Well, maybe not Tink right now but… she’ll get over it.” Peter shrugged as he got up. They were about to go a little too close to some memories that he didn’t really want to explore. “If we do go by the mermaids, I promise I won’t let them try to drown you again. How bout that? But yeah. No mermaids. Wanna stop at the underground house then?”
Wendy sighed. Feeling a bit of jealousy come upon her. “Peter- I’d rather not. They way they look at you-” She didn’t feel like talking about her feelings which were undecided so she quickly changed the subject. “Tink?” Her head cocked to the right. “What happened with Tink?” She said, crossing her arms in a not so serious, but tired fashion.
When she passed him again Peter stopped and stared after her more surprised than anything. Then he grinned; it was good to have her back. It wasn’t until she had gotten very small that he realized he had stopped moving forward. He straightened himself up and let out a crow, flying as fast as he could after her. He found her perched on a cloud, looking for all the world like she belonged there. So he sprawled out next to her with his head in her lap. “Glad to be back, yeah?”
Wendy heard Peter woosh through the clouds, but the sight was to beautiful to look at him, to look at anyhting. Her gaze stay locked, until she felt something fall in her lap. She looked down to see Peter smiling up at her. And as he spoke his words she smiled, a genuine smile that she hadn’t seen in a while. “Oh Peter, I’m so glad to be back.” She finally broke her gaze of Neverland, but found herself gazing at something new, something beautiful. Peter. Why did she have these feelings coming back to her, why did he make her feel this way. She didn’t like it, one bit.
“Knew it.” He couldn’t help but gloat. He lightly tapped her nose with one of his fingers. “So what do you wanna do first? Visit the mermaids?” He laughed more to himself than anything. “Haven’t heard from Hook since I fed him to the crock that last time so you might wanna be careful around the ocean since I don’t know what he’s planning.” He turned his head to look out over a landscape that was all his, pride rushing up inside of him.
Wendy flinched a little as he lightly tapped her nose, but once she wasn’t afraid she giggled at the playful humor. “Oh those mermaids, no thank you. Lack of manners if you ask me.” Wendy said as she got up and brushed the foggy cloud off of her dress. She noticed Peter hadn’t moved and neither had his gaze, so her footsteps started his way and her legs fell to the ground. Wendy soon found herself daydreaming and reliving all of their Neverland memories. It was beautiful wasn’t it? The lovely sight of Neverland and all of it’s treasures. Her voice grew serious and she turned to Peter, “You really love it here, don’t you?”
Peter did a cartwheel in the air. He couldn’t help himself, but he did manage to hold in the crow forming in his mouth. Instead he just laughed and shot off after her, grabbing her foot to pull her backwards. “Caught you!” He kept up his speed and grabbed her hand to drag her along behind him. He knew she would come back to him eventually, he just needed to give her space and not push her so that when she did come back she would be happy. Because that’s what everything is really about he thought as he looked back to see if she was still smiling.
Wendy was flying so fast that she thought her lungs would burst. “Come on Pe-” Her sentence was cut off by a surprising visitor behind her. It was Peter and he had managed to drag Wendy behind him. Wendy giggled and sped up, but he was alas too far at this point. She flew behind him, smiling and doing flips in mid-air. It felt nice to be able to be happy again, to be free, to have what Neverland always offered her. She sped up, passing him. Her head whipped around and she playfully stuck her tongue out. Before she knew it, she could no longer see Peter, for she was in Neverland. Wendy sat upon a fluffy cloud to wait his arrival.
When she passed him again Peter stopped and stared after her more surprised than anything. Then he grinned; it was good to have her back. It wasn’t until she had gotten very small that he realized he had stopped moving forward. He straightened himself up and let out a crow, flying as fast as he could after her. He found her perched on a cloud, looking for all the world like she belonged there. So he sprawled out next to her with his head in her lap. “Glad to be back, yeah?”
Wendy heard Peter woosh through the clouds, but the sight was to beautiful to look at him, to look at anyhting. Her gaze stay locked, until she felt something fall in her lap. She looked down to see Peter smiling up at her. And as he spoke his words she smiled, a genuine smile that she hadn’t seen in a while. “Oh Peter, I’m so glad to be back.” She finally broke her gaze of Neverland, but found herself gazing at something new, something beautiful. Peter. Why did she have these feelings coming back to her, why did he make her feel this way. She didn’t like it, one bit.
Maleficent had been growing restless, the powers of evil had been a bit…less than evil lately. She paced back and forth in her study for a while, pondering what evils she could inflict upon the townspeople. Nothing came to mind, she hadn’t had any interesting run-ins lately so she figured she…
Wendy stopped when she heard a dragon roaring. She knew who it was, and what she had wanted. Maleficent. The most evil person she’d met to this day, the most willing to destroy your future and ruin all of your happiness. Wendy sat against a tree and hid her face as if it were an underground shelter. Maybe if I stay still. She thought, not expecting to hear from the old lady again in her lifetime. She nearly escaped their first encounter. Her voice hushed, her footsteps light, Wendy would try and get out of that forest as fast as she could.
Peter wrapped his arms around her waist, flying close to the ceiling. He chuckled. “See? Told ya.” He grabbed her hand, dragging her out the window behind him. “We’ll have adventures and it’ll be fun and you won’t do those things you aren’t supposed to do and scare me like that again. Right? Right. Where do you want to go?” He tucked away her confession as he rambled on, hoping that him not jumping on it would help her come back to Neverland with him. Maybe. Or at least make it happen faster. “Anywhere you want to go. Just tell me, and I’ll take you.”
Wendy giggled as Peter pulled her in. His hands were hot and reassured her that she was safe. “Yes Peter, I will not do those things again.” She smiled as she spoke. Wendy was so relieved to be able to fly again, she felt a huge part of her had come back to life. Neverland. She thought. Oh how she’d missed it so much. She missed flying over mermaid lagoon and smirking at the not so lovely mermaids who nearly tried to drown her the first time they’d met. “I want to go to Neverland.” Wendy turned her head to look at Peter and her face beamed, “Well come on!” She shouted as she flew up into the sky.
Peter did a cartwheel in the air. He couldn’t help himself, but he did manage to hold in the crow forming in his mouth. Instead he just laughed and shot off after her, grabbing her foot to pull her backwards. “Caught you!” He kept up his speed and grabbed her hand to drag her along behind him. He knew she would come back to him eventually, he just needed to give her space and not push her so that when she did come back she would be happy. Because that’s what everything is really about he thought as he looked back to see if she was still smiling.
Wendy was flying so fast that she thought her lungs would burst. “Come on Pe-” Her sentence was cut off by a surprising visitor behind her. It was Peter and he had managed to drag Wendy behind him. Wendy giggled and sped up, but he was alas too far at this point. She flew behind him, smiling and doing flips in mid-air. It felt nice to be able to be happy again, to be free, to have what Neverland always offered her. She sped up, passing him. Her head whipped around and she playfully stuck her tongue out. Before she knew it, she could no longer see Peter, for she was in Neverland. Wendy sat upon a fluffy cloud to wait his arrival.
Belle was walking along the street, exploring the village. It was a lovely little town. Busy, but not too over crowed. People seemed happy here. People she could talk to were here. This was so much better than her old town. She was so lost…
Wendy shook her head, still starring at the cover. The cover wasn’t much but a simple line of words imprinted in gold, a bit elevated. Wendy couldn’t help but reach her hand out. Before she could react her fingers were outlining the title. Once she realized what she was doing she jolted back, suddenly frightened. “Oh, I am-” she nodded her head down, knowing that once again she had messed things up. Her father’s voice came into her mind, telling her that books were a waste of time, a bunch of silly stories. “N-no, I haven’t read it.” She nervously spoke as her head was still looking down.
