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New Skin and Old Friends -- PETER&JOHN

 After that talk with Wendy, Peter found himself anxious to get as far away from the hideout as possible. It wasn't that he was mad at Wendy, quite the opposite in fact! He just couldn't even begin to understand the emotions that were running through his head at the moment making Peter's brain more of a jumbled mess than it usually was. Thus, being quick on his feet Peter declared he and John were to go hunting for the new Lost Boy's animal skin.

 However, even as the pair walked through the forest with daggers, slingshots, bows and quivers strapped to their backs Peter still felt a bit nausea. He was good at hiding  it, he usually was, but the more he it in the worse it got.   John and Peter trekked through the undergrowth without speaking, Peter taking the lead as he followed a pair of animal tracks he didn't recognize. He pushed all his thoughts to the back of his mind, focusing on the matter at hand as intensely as he could.

Checking to make sure John was still following Peter snapped his head in the direction of the Darling boy, who seemed grossly out of his element. The Eternal Boy couldn't help but smile at that, glad he wasn't the only one feeling uncomfortable in their own skin at the moment. 

 He turned back to the footprints and the boys followed them up a small hill that separated the Lost Boys territory from the Piccanniny Tribe's land. The trailed into the forest along a pair of human footprints perhaps someone Tiger Lily knew...  Peter sighed and began scuffing his foot along the tracks to cover them, "It's gone into the Indian's territory. In our treaty it says we can't hunt on their land and that is a part of our deal that I do not wish to break."

The boy skirted off in the opposite direction before taking a flying leap toward a low hanging tree limb and pulling himself up into the branches. He bent down and offered a hand to John so that Peter may pull him up into the trees too. A wicked smirk played on Pan's boyish features.  "'Course they never said we couldn't hunt in there trees," said Peter slyly. 

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A Song For John (In The Tune of Don't Stop Believing by Journey)

JAWN STOPPED BELIEVIN'~ HE GAVE THE GROUP SOME FEELINGS! BECK'S LIGHTS GOING OUUUUUUTTTTTTTT~ 

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[I demand that John take a picture of the doodles I made in her Geometry book!]

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The Newest Lost Boy -- Wendy&John

 John had said the Lost Boy's Oath, although, secretly, Peter had forgotten most of the original oath so made up things as he went along but John seemed so eager about taking the Oath that he altogether missed the drawn out pauses Peter took whilst he thought of things that sounded good for his oath. 

 Either way, John was the first new Lost Boy and this was something he had to tell Wendy about. So, both boys took off toward Neverland and arrived outside the Hideout sometime later. Night had engulfed the Neverwood in waves of inky black and wild beast called out to her from various locations of the forest, these were the sounds of home for the Only Child and he smiled at them as he pushed the door open. 

 "Here's the hideout," explained Peter as he pulled various items out of the pockets Wendy had sewn for him and tossed them aside. He showed John the rest Hideout as if the boy had never been there before. "I suppose we'll have to get a hammock for you... An animal skin as well, actually, Lost Boys get that for themselves."

 He paused then, remembering the real reason he'd rushed back to Neverland so quickly. Peter's emerald eyes scanned the underground den, which was mostly empty, excepting the fire that crackled in the boys makeshift hearth.   "Wendy?" Peter called out before running past John and hopping over the Never Tree Stump, ransacking the hideout in search of her, mostly in places she would obviously not fit.

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-jaw drops- What?!? My dad was a Lost Boy??

Maybe...? If he was I think I'd remember that bit. I do remember there being more Lost Boys, y'know, before Slightly and the other's... How should I know, John? Maybe you should ask him yourself?

I mean, Lost Boys do tend to leave Neverland after a while, so maybe..?

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youngskeptic:

a-forgotten-dreamer:

lostboyslightly: ((THERE. IT’S FINALLY FREAKIN’ DONE. FULL VIEW THIS MONSTROSITY. Also sudden improvement in last three panels because I had a break so HAHA WHOOPS. I’m so tired right now.)

omgosh dkjsiepsn I can’t my feelings

I just died a little inside.

As you should've, faerie killer.

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((Callbacks went very well! I'll tell you tomorrow once I know who is who. And everybody, thank you so much for your support and helping me really dig into this character to better understand how to portray him on stage. You guys mean the world to me. If I get this, I owe it to you. If I don't, I'll be the best damn Lost Boy That Isn't Slightly EVER and you guys can maybe choose his name. Because unnamed LBs have to create their own character anyway, which is nifty! Okay I'm talking a lot. Thank you. I love you. <3))

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The Window Again | Slightly and John

Traveling to London at top speeds wasn't a new feeling for Peter but he'd never felt his heart race this fast afterward, this wasn't some adventure of his, someone's life was at stake, and worse, it was at stake because of a Darling. His feet hit the roof shingles and loosened a few, causing them to fall into the yard below.

 He turned to Slightly who'd landed a little bit before him, "There's a beast that guards the house," He warned, hoping it was make the Lost Boy think a little more rationally, "Besides I know every hallway and room of this place. So stick with me and don't do anything stupid."

 With that Peter dove off the gutter and kicked open the window to John's room, it was dark, but now illuminated with the faint glow from Peter's pixie dust. The boy bit his lips, scanning the darkness for John's sleeping form. When he found it he sneered, John was known for sleeping through anything. Why, the night they first met Peter had kicked him out of his bed and the boy still slept soundly, but it bothered Peter immensely to see the boy sleeping so peacefully after all the trouble he was causing back on Neverland that Peter trounced over to the bed and once more kicked John out of it, allowing him to tumble to the floor.  He turned to the window for Slightly, "Only I get to do that."