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Wendy looked at peter, she smiled and said "Oh Peter, how are you? Hows Neverland, oh I imagine Tink is doing well, and the lost boys and.." She stopped for a moment remembering the first time they had met, "oh dear, I do hope I'm not talking to much" she thought to herself. But Wendy was just so excited to see her friend again she couldn't seem to hold her tongue. So with a small laugh she said "Well, do tell me about your adventures".
"Silly girl," Peter shook his head. "You haven't changed, have you?" He smiled. Peter floated into the room and sat on the railing of her bed.
"The lost boys and Tink are all wonderful and we went on many adventures! There were pirates, Indians, stabbing, running, flying, laughing!" Peter's eyes filled with delight!
He began acting out everything, flying this way and that, up and down. His favorite part was the showdown with the pirates.
"'I'm the best there ever was!' I yelled as I flew away!" Peter loved his adventures but he had been missing the Wendy-lady.
"How are John and Michael?" He timidly asked.
forgottolockthegaragedooragain:
Wilbur saw Peter pull out a small glass filled with what appeared to him to be some type of sand. Why the boy was carrying something like that around he couldn’t imagine.
“A wonderful thought?” he repeated. Wilbur took a moment to think of...
"I didn't do anything, it was all you!" He laughed. "Just think happy thoughts and they lift you into the air!" Peter flew around him.
"Do time travelers fly? I mean...how do you travel time?" Peter genuinely asked.
Annabeth was running through the woods her sword out trying to get away from a Kindly One. It screeched behind her, clawing at her with its talons. In...
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"Yes, a monster," Annabeth nodded lowering her sword. " Obviously you don't bite you are just a boy. Although you havent been proven safe yet. But since you are merely a boy, if you tried to hurt me I will be able to kill you." Stabbing her sword into the grass she leaned against a tree," I'm doing fine, and yourself?"
"I've had better days." He smiled. "But I guess I haven't been chased by a monster today so I have no room to talk."
Peter lowered himself to the ground so he could be on her level. "What is considered 'safe' to you?"
Tiger Lily’s laugh was youthful and pretty; Peter liked the sound of it. He watched her lift off the branch and remembered the feeling he got the first time he flew.
Somewhere in the distance,...
"Don't worry," Peter smiled. "They have what's coming to them."
The lost boys weren't far away. They were all shocked to see Peter with a girl.
"This is princess Tiger Lily. Bow first, questions later." He told the boys. They took off their hats and bowed to the princess.
Peter held out his hands as Slightly handed him two swords. He handed one to Tiger.
"Can you use this?" he asked her. He could see the worry on her face. "Don't worry princess, you'll be safe with me."
"To the Jolly Roger?"
Wendy-mora-angila-darling started following you.
"Hello Wendy-lady." Peter had missed her.
Tiger Lily’s laugh was youthful and pretty; Peter liked the sound of it. He watched her lift off the branch and remembered the feeling he got the first time he flew.
Somewhere in the distance, Peter heard the clanking of swords.
THE LOST BOYS!
He wanted to stay with the princess, but the lost boys wouldn’t stand a chance against the pirates without him.
“Tiger Lilly! I have to go, an adventure is calling. Pirates are near! Find me later. Cross your heart?”
Peter went to fly away. Wait… He flew right back.
“Wanna come?”
Tiger Lily hadn’t felt like this in so long. She knew the pixie dust would soon wear off but for now she was going to enjoy ever bit of this, flying.
Her attention was brought back to Peter Pan as he spoke of going on adventures and fighting pirates. Her smile then replaced by a frown. “Well then be careful Peter and of course I’ll never forget you.” she laughed as she landed back on the branch.
She watched as he flew away but was surprised to find him flying back to invite her to tag along. She wanted so much to go but to fight pirates she knew her father would find out and she’d only get in trouble. But how could one pass this up, and to it would mean she’d go on a real adventure with her new friend. “Can I?!” she flew up to him.
She was more eager than he thought she’d be. But Peter was happy to have someone by his side.
“Only if you can keep up,” he smiled.
Peter shot into the air! The rush of the wind, the smell of the distant ocean, the feeling of being free…these are the things Peter lived for. He closed his eyes and lived in the moment. He had almost forgot Tiger Lily was with him. Peter slowed down a bit.
His senses were heightened and he stopped to hover above some trees. He could hear the pirates down below.
“I ca…” she wasn’t able to finish her sentence when Peter had flown off. He was much faster then she imagined but Tiger Lily wouldn’t give up on this chance. She jumped into the air and flew after him. It was her first time ever doing such a thing so being able to go catch up to him would be much harder then she thought. Her hands down to her side gave her more sped, at least enough to keep him in her sight. It was when Peter slowed down that she caught up and flew beside him.
As they came to a stop Tiger Lily was overcome with curiosity. Why would Peter be interested in the pirates? Did he know who the Captain was and the horrible things he had done? She kept her concerns to herself.
Peter noticed a curious twinkle in her eyes. He'd ask her later. Pirates were his primary focus right now.
"The lost boys need our help. The pirates are after our hideout. I'm #1 on Hook's list." Peter proudly smiled.
He guided Tiger down through the trees and landed gently on a branch. He looked down to see four pirates with sacks over their shoulders.
Oh no...
Peter turned to her, "They have some of the lost boys. We have to get them back." He could not lose them. They meant the world to him...
Suddenly, Peter heard the caw of a bird. Not just any bird... it was the lost boy's signal. They hadn't gotten all of them. Peter sighed of relief. He grabbed her hand as he replied with his signal. "We have to find the others."
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“Of course I mean stories!” Wilbur stated, “I mean, that’s the only place I’ve ever heard of you before.”
Wilbur watched as the fabled young hero flew around him gazing back at him. Whatever he was trying to figure out, Wilbur honestly had no clue what it was at this point.
“A time traveler is kind of self explanatory my friend. It’s a person or thing that travels up and down the time stream. Going through the past or to the future! Which.. is where I’m from!” He explained as clearly as he hoped he could.
Peter didn’t exactly follow… Wilbur said something about a stream and travelling… it sounded adventurous.
“Like a river?” Peter wanted to understand. “Do you go on adventures as a ‘time traveler?’”
He needed a new friend, as much as he liked being alone. He needed some excitement and if his new friend was up to it, he might not need to look any further.
“Well to my understanding, many times throughout history time has been compared to a river, so in a metaphorical sense, yes. A river.” Wilbur replied bluntly continuing with, “As for adventures… I did once. Big adventure of going into the past to save the time continuum… it’s a long story.”
He looked at Peter who seemed to be staring at him again, almost like he was waiting for Wilbur to say something.
Wilbur felt obliged to ask, “Why’re you looking at me like that? Do you… wanna go on an adventure or something?”
Blah blah blah… That’s all Peter really heard when Wilbur went on about time. Although he did get his attention when Peter heard the word ‘adventure.’
‘Wanna go on an adventure or something?” Peter almost shot into the air.
“If you insist!” He grinned and pulled out his vial of dust.
“Think of a wonderful thought.” A sly smile appearing.
Wilbur saw Peter pull out a small glass filled with what appeared to him to be some type of sand. Why the boy was carrying something like that around he couldn’t imagine.
“A wonderful thought?” he repeated. Wilbur took a moment to think of something wonderful that made him happy. How was he supposed to pick just one thing? There was a ton of different things! His family, his friends. After thinking for a moment, he settled on when he and his father’s younger self had taken care of the T-Rex a while ago.
“Okay kid,” Wilbur said, “thought of something.”
Peter watched the boy lift on the ground, excitement in his eyes. Peter loved the feeling of watching others learn to fly.
He had to show off....just a little. He flew up with Wilbur and did a couple flips, he dove for the ground and pulled up just at the right time.
He liked Wilbur. He liked that he was flying with him. Peter didn't have many boys his age believe in him. The lost boys were much younger and lately, only girls told stories about him.
"How 'bout them apples?"
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“Of course I mean stories!” Wilbur stated, “I mean, that’s the only place I’ve ever heard of you before.”
Wilbur watched as the fabled young hero flew around him gazing back at him. Whatever he was trying to figure out, Wilbur honestly had no clue what it was at this point.
“A time traveler is kind of self explanatory my friend. It’s a person or thing that travels up and down the time stream. Going through the past or to the future! Which.. is where I’m from!” He explained as clearly as he hoped he could.
Peter didn’t exactly follow… Wilbur said something about a stream and travelling… it sounded adventurous.
“Like a river?” Peter wanted to understand. “Do you go on adventures as a ‘time traveler?’”
He needed a new friend, as much as he liked being alone. He needed some excitement and if his new friend was up to it, he might not need to look any further.
“Well to my understanding, many times throughout history time has been compared to a river, so in a metaphorical sense, yes. A river.” Wilbur replied bluntly continuing with, “As for adventures… I did once. Big adventure of going into the past to save the time continuum… it’s a long story.”
He looked at Peter who seemed to be staring at him again, almost like he was waiting for Wilbur to say something.
Wilbur felt obliged to ask, “Why’re you looking at me like that? Do you… wanna go on an adventure or something?”
Blah blah blah... That's all Peter really heard when Wilbur went on about time. Although he did get his attention when Peter heard the word 'adventure.'
'Wanna go on an adventure or something?" Peter almost shot into the air.
"If you insist!" He grinned and pulled out his vial of dust.
"Think of a wonderful thought." A sly smile appearing.
the-girl-who-saved-china is following you.
"The name's Peter. Pan. And you are...?"
Tiger Lily’s laugh was youthful and pretty; Peter liked the sound of it. He watched her lift off the branch and remembered the feeling he got the first time he flew.
Somewhere in the distance, Peter heard the clanking of swords.
THE LOST BOYS!
He wanted to stay with the princess, but the lost boys wouldn’t stand a chance against the pirates without him.
“Tiger Lilly! I have to go, an adventure is calling. Pirates are near! Find me later. Cross your heart?”
Peter went to fly away. Wait… He flew right back.
“Wanna come?”
Tiger Lily hadn’t felt like this in so long. She knew the pixie dust would soon wear off but for now she was going to enjoy ever bit of this, flying.
Her attention was brought back to Peter Pan as he spoke of going on adventures and fighting pirates. Her smile then replaced by a frown. “Well then be careful Peter and of course I’ll never forget you.” she laughed as she landed back on the branch.
She watched as he flew away but was surprised to find him flying back to invite her to tag along. She wanted so much to go but to fight pirates she knew her father would find out and she’d only get in trouble. But how could one pass this up, and to it would mean she’d go on a real adventure with her new friend. “Can I?!” she flew up to him.
She was more eager than he thought she'd be. But Peter was happy to have someone by his side.
"Only if you can keep up," he smiled.
Peter shot into the air! The rush of the wind, the smell of the distant ocean, the feeling of being free...these are the things Peter lived for. He closed his eyes and lived in the moment. He had almost forgot Tiger Lily was with him. Peter slowed down a bit.
His senses were heightened and he stopped to hover above some trees. He could hear the pirates down below.
Annabeth was running through the woods her sword out trying to get away from a Kindly One. It screeched behind her, clawing at her with its talons. In one quickly slash the beast was dead, gone for now. Hearing a snap of a branch Annabeth raised her sword calling out…
Annabeth tilted her head as a boy came into sight. Is he floating? Lowering her sword slightly she raised a brow utterly confused. ” Hello Peter,”Annabeth nodded.” I’m Annabeth. Are you the one who broke a branch?”
“Do you see anyone else up here?” He asked politely. Peter noticed she lowered her sword a little. She was still very much on edge.
He dipped down a little to get closer to the ground. “You ok? What were you running from?”
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"No I don't," Annabeth looked around still pointing her sword. The boy was not proven safe yet. " I was being chased by a monster... It's the usual for me."
"A monster, huh?" Peter looked behind her, he didn't see anything. Peter removed his hand from his dagger. "I don't bite," he reassured her.
"Well Annabeth, the name's Peter. Howdoyado?" He bowed.
The girl seemed interesting; Peter watched her watch him. It was fascinating.
Annabeth was running through the woods her sword out trying to get away from a Kindly One. It screeched behind her, clawing at her with its talons. In one quickly slash the beast was dead, gone for now. Hearing a snap of a branch Annabeth raised her sword calling out…
Annabeth tilted her head as a boy came into sight. Is he floating? Lowering her sword slightly she raised a brow utterly confused. ” Hello Peter,”Annabeth nodded.” I’m Annabeth. Are you the one who broke a branch?”
"Do you see anyone else up here?" He asked politely. Peter noticed she lowered her sword a little. She was still very much on edge.
He dipped down a little to get closer to the ground. "You ok? What were you running from?"
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Jim bit his lip, a smirk slowly forming at the rather green character. “Yo.” He snickered.
“Nice tights.”
Peter smiled.
"Thanks. I quite like them."
Peter looked him up and down. "Peter Pan's the name, adventurer extraordinaire." He said.
"And you are?"
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Annabeth was running through the woods her sword out trying to get away from a Kindly One. It screeched behind her, clawing at her with its talons. In one quickly slash the beast was dead, gone for now. Hearing a snap of a branch Annabeth raised her sword calling out to the unknown,” Show yourself whoever you are!”
Peter could hear somewhere running through the underbrush. He was sitting up in a tree, playing his flute. The run sounded fast and the runner sounded scared; he heard a screech.
An adventure...
Peter floated down to a lower branch; a little too low, the branch snapped under his weight.
He heard a voice. A girl voice.
He drifted out of the tree into the girl's eye sight, she had her sword brandished. Peter put his hand on his dagger.
"The name's Peter." he carefully stated as he hovered above her.
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Tiger Lily held onto the vine tightly. She swung from vine to vine landing on branches to run to grab another vine...
Tiger Lily's laugh was youthful and pretty; Peter liked the sound of it. He watched her lift off the branch and remembered the feeling he got the first time he flew.
Somewhere in the distance, Peter heard the clanking of swords.
THE LOST BOYS!
He wanted to stay with the princess, but the lost boys wouldn't stand a chance against the pirates without him.
"Tiger Lilly! I have to go, an adventure is calling. Pirates are near! Find me later. Cross your heart?"
Peter went to fly away. Wait... He flew right back.
"Wanna come?"