A/N: I am SO sorry this took so long but hopefully it was worth the wait!
Word count: 998
Summary: Wendy is nervous when she first arrives in Neverland but Peter is determined to cheer her up.
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“Wendy? Wendy?” Peter called out. Wendy had been absent from the group for a while and Peter was growing concerned,
“Surely she can’t have gone far, It’s not like Wendy to wander off especially in a strange place,” John said.
“Wendy!” Cubby’s voice echoed from the hole in the wall that he had squeezed his face into.
Peter decided to take one last look around the hideout. He gently flew between the rooms, careful checking every section. It may only be a small hideout but it has a lot of hiding places.
“Peter?” A small voice came from the corner of the room Peter had just entered.
“Wendy?”
“Oh Peter, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to run off. I just got…well, you know,” she trailed off.
“Know what?”
“I just got a bit shy. I’m not very good with new people, especially so many of them. And in a new place it was all just a bit overwhelming. One moment I was at home with John and Michael then flying through the sky and now here on a strange island and Tinkerbell not liking me and….”
“Whoa whoa whoa, slow down there,” Peter interrupted. “Tink gets jealous, most girls are like that around me,” he shrugged.
“Oh? Is that so?”
“Of course! Besides, the lost boys love meeting new people…though they’re not exactly used to having a girl around…”
“I don’t know if I could cope with that. I don’t even know if they like me,” Wendy blushed.
“Well sure they do! Just takes a bit of getting used to.”
Wendy bowed her head.
“Hey now, where’s that smile you had when we were flying over London?”
“I believe that was more nerves than anything.”
“That was still a smile. Where’s it gone?” Peter stepped closer. Wendy furrowed her brows.
“Come on, where is it?” Peter had a teasing tone to his voice. Wendy gently shook her head.
“I’ll get it out of you,” he warned. She still said nothing.
“Fine, let’s do this the hard way.” He moved closer to her, forcing her to take a step backwards and collide with the wall.
“Peter…what are you doing?”
“This,” he grinned and quickly started squeezing her sides. She yelped instantly.
“Peheheter stop!” She giggled, doubling over as he continued attacking her sides.
“A-ha! Gotcha smiling!” He teased. His fingers danced round to her belly and she collapsed onto him in a fit of giggles.
“Nohoho plehehease!” She pleaded. He laughed along with her and continued to tickle her midriff until she fell to the floor. He backed away but continued laughing.
“That was mean!” Wendy huffed, standing up.
“Said I was going to get it out of you,” he shrugged. She reached out and gave his side a few quick squeezes and he flew backwards.
“Hey!” he exclaimed. Wendy laughed.
“Watch it, miss Wendy. I’ll get you again, you mark my words.”
She giggled and followed him to the main part of the hideout, where everyone was relieved to see her,
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A few hours had passed and Wendy felt a lot more comfortable in Neverland. She read a story to the lost boys and they taught her some of their games.
They had all come out of the hideout to help Wendy, John and Michael to fly better. Tink had given pixie dust to John, Michael and the lost boys but was refusing to give any to Wendy.
“Oh, I knew she didn’t like me,” Wendy huffed.
“Come on Tink, just a little. Wendy isn’t going to bother you. Besides, no one can fly as well as you can anyway,” Peter said. Tink looked over her shoulder and thought for a moment. With a little stomp, she gave the tiniest bit of pixie dust to Wendy before giving a smug look to Peter. He thanked her and watched as Wendy slowly started to float.
“Up, up and away!” John yelled, soaring into the air. Michael giggled as he floated up after his brother.
“Alright boys, who can do the best flip?” Peter showed off, spinning in circles. All the lost boys attempted one by one but ended up crashing into one another, making Peter howl with laughter.
“Alright, alright…Wendy, how about you?” Peter wheezed.
“Me? Oh I couldn’t I-whoa!” She was cut off by Peter grabbing her arms and spinning her around gently.
“Come on, I bet you can do a fantastic one!”
“No, no, I seriously can’t…I don’t know how.”
“It’s easy! Like this,” Peter demonstrated another perfect flip. Wendy shook her head.
“I’ll help you,” Peter floated next to Wendy and took hold of her waist. She shrieked as his fingers made contact with her sides.
“What was that?” Slightly asked.
“O-ho yeah!” Peter chuckled. He squeezed Wendy’s sides again and she screamed, flying backwards.
“Peter!” She scolded.
“The Wendybird is ticklish?” Cubby asked, followed by a sudden shriek as Slightly tickled his tummy.
“She sure is,” Peter laughed. He flew over to Wendy and started tickling her ribs. She instantly burst into laughter and swatted him away.
“Ow! Hey!” Wendy accidentally slapped Peter a little too hard and he retracted. She seized the opportunity and shoved her hands in his armpits, eliciting bright laughter from Peter.
“Ah, Peter Pan is ticklish too!” She exclaimed, a little too excitedly. He kicked and squirmed in the air as she wiggled her fingers in his armpits. He managed to reach out with one hand and tickle her tummy, the two of them then ending up in a tickle fight mid-air. The lost boys, Michael and John started play-fighting with each other too until they all floated back down to the ground, completely out of energy.
“So, are you more comfortable now?” Peter asked.
“Indeed. This place truly is beautiful…and I guess the company is alright too,” she sighed. Peter squeezed her side once more and she giggled.
They decided it was best to go back to the hideout to recharge before Hook would come looking for them.
A/N: Thank you to the anon who gave me this prompt. Hope it's okay!
Word Count: 698
Summary: Peter wants to see how ticklish Wendy is
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“Hehehey Peter cut it out!” Slightly cried.
“Not until you tell me where you hid it!” Peter responded.
Wendy walked into the room to find Peter crouched over Slightly, tickling his tummy.
“Oh dear, what’s going on?” She asked.
“He stole my hat.” Peter said, not easing up.
“Cuhuhuhuby hahas it!” He shrieked.
“You’re lying.” Peter said.
“CHEHEHECK HIHIHIM” Slightly yelled as Peter went for his armpits.
“Fine. Twins, guard him for me will ya?” Peter asked. The twins pinned Slightly down whilst Peter marched over to Cubby.
“I-I-I d-don’t have it…” Cubby stuttered. His hands were shifting in a guilty way. Peter raised an eyebrow at him before pinning him to the ground. He wasted no time in squeezing Cubby’s sides.
“NOHOHOHOHO PLEASE I DOHOHONT HAVE IT!” Cubby yelled.
“I can tell when you’re lying.” Peter said. He quickly turned and grabbed Cubby’s foot.
“N-no please no not there Peter please!” Cubby begged.
“Tell me where it is or the foot gets it.”
Cubby debated whether or not to say anything. He was quiet for too long so Peter scribbled his fingers up and down Cubby’s sole - eliciting a booming laugh.
“OHOHOHOKAY OKAY UHUHUNDER THE BEHEHEHED” Cubby screamed. Peter stopped and slid under the bed. He came out with his hat back on.
“Much better. Sorry, Slightly.” He said, turning to the fox who nodded at him.
Wendy was bright red and shuffling slightly on her feet. She had been tickled only very slightly by her parents when she was no older than a toddler, but she couldn’t remember what it felt like. Everytime she watched someone else being tickled, she got embarrassed. She kind of wanted to know what it was like.
“Wendy?” Peter asked. She snapped back to reality when Peter waved his hand in front of her face.
“You okay?” He asked.
“Y-yeah.” She shuttered.
“Your face is red.” Peter said, which only made her go a brighter shade of red.
A squeal broke out behind Peter as Slightly took to tickling Nibs.
“Hey, what’s that for?” Peter asked.
“He looked sad that we left him out,” said Slightly, causing a stream of giggles to come from Nibs as he gently tickled him. Wendy felt even more embarrassed and averted her eyes, which Peter noticed.
“What’s wrong Wendy? Not seen tickling before?” He asked. She said nothing. He reached over and tweaked her side, causing her to jump back.
“Wait, Peter…”
“I’ve never asked, Wendy. Are you ticklish?”
She couldn’t look him in the eye but slowly backed away.
“I- I don’t remember.” She said.
“Hmm, how can you not remember?”
“Well it’s, it’s been a long time.”
He took a few steps forward which prompted her to walk backwards. She suddenly collided with the wall. Peter grinned at her.
“I wanna test this out,” he said. He lunged at her and began squeezing both her sides. She shrieked instantly and slowly slid down the wall.
“PEHEHEHETER NOHOHO” She screamed.
“Wow, you’re so ticklish!” He said. She had fallen to the floor in a fit of giggles. She tried to push his hands away but Peter quickly shoved them under her arms. She slammed her arms down and screamed.
“OHOHOHOHO NOHOHOHOHO” She cried. He laughed along with her, tickling every bit of her armpits that he could with his trapped fingers. He then started tickling her tummy and she fell into a silent laughter. Her face turned a deeper shade of red and she didn’t have the strength to push him off. Peter took that as a cue to stop and let her breathe.
“That...was...horrible…” She panted. He laughed.
“Most people don’t like it, but I think I went too hard on you anyway.” He said, helping her up.
“You went too hard on me?” She asked.
“Yeah...sorry…thought it would be fun”
Wendy thought for a moment.
“Well, this might be fun.” She said before lunging at Peter. She straddled him and began tickling his sides. He burst into instant laughter.
“Boys! Give me a hand!” She called. All the lost boys followed her lead and they all helped to tickle Peter.
Tickling then became a constant occurrence with them all.
