Post by Wendy Darling on Apr 2, 2009 21:03:16 GMT -5
Peter Pan soared above the nighttime clouds as he approached the Disney Resort. In his arms was Wendy Darling, his forever childhood companion and perhaps... something more... There was no word to define that wholly. Wendy had changed.. she was different the last time the two met. It was not long ago.. Wendy couldn't remember when, neither could Peter. Either way, she wasn't the same ignorant Wendy anymore.. Not only was Peter bumping into confusion, but so was Wendy..
"Wanna have a bit of fun?"
Wendy shook her head sincerely. "Now's not the appropriate time, Peter.." she told him coolly.
Wendy needed to talk with him. Sure, talking about a serious matter was something Peter would itch out of. He hated adult concerns. He'd rather spend recreational time whenever he was given the oppurtunity. In Neverland, recreation was available forever.
Wendy realized she was towering above Fantasyland, the most colorful and elated of the other neighboring lands. Would this be the right place to talk of these matters? A positive factor: it was empty, perhaps because it was nearing midnight... Then again, Peter would easily get distracted from the cheery atmosphere.
This was going to be the place, either way. She was determined to talk with him right here. "Land here, Peter. I really must speak with you.." she whispered softly.
Peter rolled his eyes as Wendy continued to keep up her adult composure. How long was it going to be until she started wanting a bit of adventure again? Where had the spirit gone? Maybe... Maybe I can get it back! thought Peter, his eyes brightening as this idea struck him.
He soon spotted a nearby roof top and quickly dived down, placing Wendy on to his back instead. "Hold on tight, Wendy!" He exclaimed, glancing over his shoulder at her with a sudden mischievous look in his eyes. Before she could say anything else, he began run as fast and as low as he could along the roof top, soaring off in to the air as they reached the end, his arms wide and his eyes closed with the sensation now flowing through his body.
He gave a joyful laugh as they began to fall to the ground before gracefully swooping back in to the air and swirling through the many buildings and trees. It was so thrilling that it took Peter a few moments to realise that Wendy has spoken.
"Huh? Oh right, yeah - " He said and with one last exciting dive, he drove down to the floor full speed before slowing down just before their feet touched the ground. He bent his knees slightly so Wendy could climb off him, before turning around to look in to the eyes of a rather windswept Wendy.
"So uh - " Peter said rather awkwardly. He hastily moved a hand to the back of his head before continuing. "What's up?"
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Post by Wendy Darling on Apr 5, 2009 15:43:47 GMT -5
Wendy found herself grasping the shoulders of Peter, and he dove down toward the resort.. He landed on a rooftop, but continued to sprint, and the two children were in the air again. "PETER!" she scolded between giggles. However, it was more of a perverse scold, for she had to admit that she was actually smiling as they zoomed through the trees. Her eyes gleamed back to the night they soared through London and into Neverland. It.. it was so nostalgic.. unforgettable.. She just wanted to stretch her arms out like a 'Wendy-bird' again.. but not this time. She'd better hold on tight.. Wendy just couldn't stop laughing with joy as they flew like free spirits.
And Wendy nearly forgot about what she needed to tell Peter.. He came to an abrupt stop. She climbed off, and straightened her dress and her hair. Peter stood there with a face she did not like.. A boy full of youth shouldn't look like that.. How was she going to explain everything to him?
"Well, that was quite a thrilling flight! I haven't flown in so long.." She let out a relaxed sigh. She then cleared her throat before beginning..
"Oh, Peter! It feels like it's been so long since we've met! I apologize for not giving a proper greeting back on the ship! But really, Peter, I'm quite happy to see you! Gosh, I wish John was here to see you in person again! But I'm afraid he has found new friends. Michael, I don't know.. he's back in London. Have you been to London lately? Oh, how I miss my parents so! And how about you, Peter? And the Lost Boys? How're they with no mother?..."
"Oh, I'm quite sorry, am I talking too much?" She reddened.
It wasn't her intention to start off gravely with the big picture.. Wendy was going to tell him everything that had happened that night.. right after they could converse like old friends.. She only hoped he wouldn't assume she had grown up completely..
Peter, who had been worried she was about to go all serious again broke in to a toothy grin of relief. Her joyful laughs had been like ointment to him, soothing those nagging doubts and worries that had been in danger of bringing him down. And nothing brought him down.
Returning back to her normal self, Wendy began to speak a lot and very fast, much like she did when they first met. Peter scratched his head confusedly as he struggled to keep up. He was about to tell her to slow down when she seemed to have picked up on it herself.
"Maybe a little," he admitted as he watched her cheeks redden but continued to smile all the same. "I'm happy to see you too, Wendy! I've got so much to show you!" And with this he automatically grabbed her hand in excitement and lifted off the ground. "Wait 'till ya see Never Land now! Oh - " He added, landing lightly back on to the ground. "I saw John around here somewhere, we went looking for Tink the other day. Ya haven't seen her have you?" He looked up at the sky and then around their surroundings as though about to see that familiar golden ball of light.
"Ah well, I'll find her some other time." Peter shrugged after a few moments, returning to looked at Wendy whose eyes were still very bright. Oh, the cleverness of me! He thought proudly, I knew the old Wendy was in there somewhere!
"Uhh.. What else did ya say? I kinda lost track half way through."
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Post by Wendy Darling on Apr 5, 2009 20:16:31 GMT -5
The moment Peter brought up 'Neverland,' Wendy frowned. Were they going back? They couldn't right now.. she couldn't. She had to see Jim again somehow.. She just couldn't leave him in the dark so helpless. Would Peter understand her reasoning? What did he think of Jim anyways?
"Nevermind what I just babbled about," she lightly chuckled. "I'm pleased to hear you have been well, Peter. I just want you to know that I've never stopped believing in you.." She gave a warm, assuring smile. It dissolved into a frown afterward.. "Things have changed these days, Peter.." she started with a dark tone. She turned her eyes away from his.
"I've parted from my parents, and I'm living by myself in the resort. It's a shame I hardly get to see John anymore.." she sighed heavily. "But I've made new friends along the way. Some very lovely young ladies.. and this one boy.." She tried her hardest not to smile as she spoke his name. "Jim Hawkins," she murmured quietly. She then turned back to Peter and stared at him. "Oh, but he's so charming. He's not too much older than you, Peter. He and I have been such good friends.. like you and I.." She hoped Peter was not particularly offended by this. No one was going to replace her Peter, even if they'd never see each other.. again.
"But lately.. I've felt.. different in his presence.." She reddened a bit, thinking about the 'thimble' she had given him earlier that evening.
"You haven't?" Asked Peter, trying to hide the tone of surprise in his voice. She still believed after all! All the same, he felt himself feeling lighter and lighter the more she spoke, as if a weight that had been keeping his feet firmly on the ground was being lifted leaving him free and as youthful as he'd ever been! That was of course, until something in the depth of her ocean eyes seemed to darken. It reminded Peter of a dark cloud that was covering the sun from all it's warmth and light. He inclined his head and watched her closely as she looked away from him. What could be wrong?
"Wendy?" He said gently, lifting an arm to wards her. Oh please, don't... he thought to himself, Please don't talk about that...
Peter closed his eyes briefly as she began to speak of growing up, yet knowing that in his heart that this needed to be said. He opened them with a start as she then mentioned Jim and let his arm fall to his side again. He tried to rearrange his features in to a casual look but it somehow ended up looking more like a snarl.
"What's so special about that Jim guy?" Peter retorted haughtily and crossing his arms in an immature manner. "Pfft, charming..." He trailed off and stared at the floor, a scowl appearing on his face. Little did Peter know that Wendy was about to say something that had ruined everything the first time round. Feelings.
"Aw, Wendy not this again!" He whined and drove his eyes away to the floor to look in to hers again. He was about to start telling her off for bringing up a subject she knew he hated before stopping himself as an expression of realization appeared on his face. They stared at each other for a few moments as Peter took in what she had just said. "What do you mean, different?" He asked quietly.
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((^^Aww, thank you, Nani!! *HUGS* I'm really sorry, Wendy but I won't be able to reply for a few days as I'm going on holiday over the Easter weekend - I promise I'll reply on Monday when I get back though! )
Post by Wendy Darling on Apr 8, 2009 19:18:41 GMT -5
She was going to say it.. the most disturbed topic Peter hated discussing.. But Wendy needed to speak the truth, no matter how pleasant or unpleasant it might sound to only a boy..
He started to mock Jim with his haughty, undoubtedly very childish (and maybe even jealous) tone. It was natural for a stubborn boy like Peter to react so resentfully. He usually spoke in such a way when it came to the discussion of 'boring adults.' But Jim.. Peter didn't think of Jim Hawkins as a boring adult..
But could he really be.. jealous of him? "Now, now, Peter.. please be patient with him. He hasn't done anything wrong, I promise you.. He saved me from a terrible fate.."
Before Wendy could continue that dreaded word, a frustrated Peter broke out angrily. "Peter! Just listen to me, please! Don't send me away again!" she pleaded with much worry in her now dull eyes of blue.
"I.. I think I have these .. feelings.." She casted her eyes down. "I - I don't know if it's.. if it could be.. love.." she stuttered. She stared at Peter, hoping he had remembered that lone conversation they had face-to-face.. Could these feelings be equivalent to those she had, or once had, for Peter Pan? But Peter, childish as he will forever be, casted her away for them. He had told her to leave Neverland and 'take her feelings with her.' And Wendy did take them with her when she returned to London.. she took these feelings and gave them to somebody else.. even the thimble. "I know, I am still too young to know what love is. But could it really be so?" She stared right into Peter's youthful eyes.
"Peter, please, I don't know if you will understand.. but please keep in mind that I still need you very much. Jim saved me from Hook, now I want to save him from a curse. But I don't know if I can do this alone." She grasped Peter by the hand tightly, hoping he would take this like a mature boy. But, she didn't expect this to happen, however..
"Well I guess that's one thing," Peter muttered moodily as Wendy spoke of Jim's skills as a hero. The surfer boy still wasn't as good as he was though. He, Peter Pan, was always the one that saved the day not this Jim. Why had he gotten there first? Peter supposed he should be grateful... But actually being grateful was another story...
He stared unblinkingly in to the girl's face as she pleaded with him to not banish her. He struggled on the verge of speech for a moment, his thoughts conflicting with what to say. "I - You don't have - But - Why do you always have to ruin things, Wendy?" He finally cried out at her in a mixture of anger and pain. The words had burst out of him before he could stop himself, but the heavy pressure on his heart and the lump forming in his throat was becoming too much to bare. Things were becoming far too complicated for just a boy.
"Why do you always talk about love? I have told you I have never heard of it, even the sound of it offends me!" Peter continued, beginning to stride up and down in front of her now. "You tried to make me believe, but that must have been a lie or why would you be giving the thimble to Jim! You said that it would only belong to me!" He stopped to face her again, his eyes beginning to fill with angry tears but he wouldn't let them fall.
"Why are you doing this?" He said at last as his voice broke from the strain.
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Post by Wendy Darling on Apr 16, 2009 1:44:49 GMT -5
This, apparently, was not the right thing to say...
Peter began to burst with frustration on.. feelings. Was it all too much for a boy? How Wendy knew this was going to happen! Why didn't she have any second thoughts on telling him? He was always going to react so childishly to these tender discussions! "Peter, please! I'm not trying to ruin anything, I promise!" She laid a hand on his shoulder, hoping he would appeased from all these frustrations.
There was no solution for him to understand any of this.. but the most Wendy could do was explain.. like the mother she once was. "Peter, you made me your mother! I ought to teach you things, shouldn't I?" she questioned him with a raised eyebrow. Even the Lost Boys were easier to convince!
"Not now, Peter.. I don't want to discuss about that - " Thimble. An arrow struck through her heart. It pained her to think of what Peter had witnessed, even when he knew nothing about love. Wendy turned her back toward him - she was too humiliated to even explain she had given Jim a kiss in the first place, while he really turned out to be a grim ghost... "Jim's not a boy, Peter.. not like you. I've found someone who has.. grown up." Her position stood on the ground firm, stiff.. and true.
"I - I'm not trying to anger you, Peter! It's the truth! This is what I've been trying to tell you since Neverland! I knew you'd never understand. But I've met someone who does now... A young man who knows what an actual kiss is! A young man who wouldn't spat about feelings! Not a boy!" She tried to hold back worked up tears. She faced him again, her eyes probably shining.. "Peter.. I can't stay with you.."
Tear drops were sliding down from the eyes of a young boy.. Just like that night when he cried over his detached shadow.. "Boy, why are you crying?" she repeated.
"Mother's don't leave," Peter snapped back, taking a number of steps back from her as Wendy reached out to him. Feeling her touch him would be too much, far too much for him to handle. Would he still be Peter Pan after this? Or was his spirit now lost forever? "Don't you understand? Haven't you ever wondered why I don't like feelings? Have you even ever bothered to ask? You're ruining everything! You're ruining me!"
He didn't want to listen. He didn't want to hear how marvelous Jim was and how incomplete he was. Was Peter Pan no longer good enough for a girl who wanted more? "Go then!" He yelled, wiping the tears away from his face. "Go to Jim with your stupid feelings!" His eyes moved to the kiss that she had tied around her neck all that time ago. His kiss has saved her once... "If you want to forget me then take away my kiss," he said pointed to her neck line. "Because it's obviously not good enough for you anymore. I'm not enough."
He stared at her for a few moments, his mind traveling back to the words that would be forever etched in to his mind but that of a hidden kiss had cured him. "Hook," he said abruptly. There was a defying silence before Peter spoke again. "He said... Things," He ran his fingers through his hair, turning his face away from her now. "Things that I didn't want to hear... Things you're saying now." Peter lifted his head to look back in to Wendy's. "Was he right all along? You have forgotten me. I am... Alone. And unloved."
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Post by Wendy Darling on Apr 19, 2009 18:37:24 GMT -5
He jumped abruptly when she tried to reach out to the boy. She couldn't help but sulk with disappointment. In return she backed away with a small glare.. It made her look as if she was that same twelve-year-old child back in London..
"What are feelings to you, Peter? Do you even know what they are? Or better yet, have you ever felt it?" she demanded to know. "How would you understand? Be reasonable! You've never even been in love like I have!" she finished as her tiny hands now turned into fists. She then took her hand to her eyes, gently scraping it over them. She looked at them for any droplets, but it was dry.. for now. Why do you have to be such a boy all the time? Why do you insist on being perverse? Why do you value youth over everything else?
But her anger was just about beginning. Did he dare banish her? "I - I will not be banished!" she retorted angrily. "I will not! And you will not leave me either, Peter!"
He then pointed to her neckline. On her chest was the familiar pendant the boy had given her some time ago. Why yes.. it was his kiss. She grasped onto it longingly, thinking about their first encounter in her nursery. After touching it softly, she stared into Peter's eyes with determination, then shook her head. "No, I'm not going to throw it away. Because I don't want to forget you, Peter.. I made a promise to always believe in you, and you promised you wouldn't forget me. But is that what you're trying to do now?" Did he still remember the sewing thimble?
Hook? Did he really believe that old codfish? Every word he used to manipulate his youthful spirit? What had he tainted into his soul now? "I'm so disappointed with you, Peter! I thought you never believed a thing that old codfish had to tell you! You never believed adults anyways!"
Forgotten.. unloved.. He wasn't going to collapse helplessly now, was he? "P - Peter..." she choked back on her tears. How could he assume such things? Wendy gritted her teeth. How she began to hate herself now for mentioning how close she felt to someone else. Peter felt left behind like an old rag doll tossed away. He could have easily assumed that his stories were still in the dusty bookshelf back home.
She ventured to reach out again. This time she took both her tiny hands and touched his face. "Oh, Peter.." she choked again. "I cannot bring myself to say these words correctly.." She - she couldn't say that she loved him. Sure, she at least adored and fancied him, but love was different now.. He couldn't see it back in Neverland. "..but I don't want you to feel neglected by me and my beliefs.. I believe in you, Peter. Can you believe in me? And for Jim, too?"
Peter stared at her as Wendy began demanding her long and confusing questions at him. And they were all about feelings!
"Of course I know what they are!" He snapped angrily at her but looked away and did not answer for the longest time as she asked the question he had never dared to answer. Love? Had he ever felt it? He looked in to Wendy's eyes with a strange look of pleading. Surely she had realised he felt... He felt about her? But he was Peter Pan... If she understood him like she had always said she did, then surely Wendy would know he was bound by his riddle. But had his riddle ever been true since Wendy Darling?
In love? She was in love with this Jim? No way! "You've never been in love, Wendy! You're just a kid!" He flayed his warms out in exaggeration, trying to point out to her the obvious. "You're not a grown up yet. If I could never understand... Then neither can you." There was a tense silence as they looked at each other. They were round about the same age after all, yet she was acting like she was a middle aged woman trying to tell a boy about the ways of the world. How dare she tell Peter Pan what he could and could not understand!
Peter watched as she grasped on to his kiss longingly but couldn't understand why she was still so attached. She had obviously moved on from the enchanted boy and of the world of Never land itself. She didn't want to forget him? Didn't she realise? "I think you've forgotten me already," he replied quietly and slowly went to the strap on his clothing that was covered in leaves. Underneath one of these was the small silver kiss, tied a little clumsily around it. He looked up and moved his eyes to Wendy, showing her that he had kept his promise. "I'd never forget you, Wendy."
He soon felt outraged as she told him off for believing Hook. "I didn't believe him! Not until everything he said began to make sense." Peter ran a hand through his hair with a sigh as he stared out over the top of Wendy's head for a moment. "Don't you understand? I always knew this would come, I just never wanted it to. I thought... Maybe..." He trailed off and shook his head, unable to finish his sentence. What did it matter now anyway?
He could see the tears brimming in her eyes as she choked out his name. Had she finally understood what it was that he felt? Although he had stopped crying now, his eyes were still wet as there were tiny droplets around them. He could hardly believe that they were both crying and arguing like... Like some kind of couple. It was almost too much for him to bare. This wasn't the way it was supposed to be.
Peter tensed and began to move away as Wendy reached out again, but was too slow this time as her tiny hands caught his face. He blinked several times, not wanting her to see the pain and looked anywhere but her, feeling the warm and softness of her hands. They were so small, so child-like. He couldn't ever really recall them being this close before. As she spoke he gazed down at her at last and he could see every detail of her, right down to the own tears around her eyes that were clinging to every eyelash. He could believe in her... But could he believe in him? Although they had never met, Peter somehow saw Jim as some kind of rival, yet he couldn't understand why. He studied Wendy's eyes as she stared in to his - they were almost begging him. Peter gulped and steadied himself for a few moments before replying. "If you wish it. I will believe."
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Post by Wendy Darling on Apr 25, 2009 13:23:28 GMT -5
Kid? Just a kid? Wendy could not force herself to keep a straight face. She glared right at the boy like an adult about to reprimand him. But before she could begin scolding him, she crossed her arms to appease her bossy tyranny. "Well, I won't be a child anytime soon, Peter! I'll soon be old enough to realize that I can love. How old will I be the next time we meet?"
"I think I know my own feelings, Peter! I have been in love before - it was you!" she admitted to him. "I wanted to know how you felt, too! But you banished me because of my own! Never did I want to be declined by being banished!" She wiped her eyes again. It took her a moment to realize that both children were shedding many teardrops. She stared into Peter's watery eyes, and they heightened her urge to cry again. Those eyes looked as if they were pleading Wendy not to grow up.. But Wendy just had to accept the fact that she couldn't stay with Peter forever, and the very fact that he didn't return her feelings..
He was fumbling with a tiny silver object that shined into the night. It was the 'kiss' she had given him. Had he been keeping it all this time? She fumbled with her own 'kiss' again. "No, no.. Peter. I truly still believe in you.. really.. I kept my promise since the night we parted our ways.." She wanted to break into a smile for that promise, but her eyes were much too watery. It would probably be too painful to curl her lips, anyway.
Peter was contemplating her request to just believe. The grim look on his face could only predict that he would refuse.. She wasn't anticipating him believing in Jim, she could understand if he refused to. But he replied, rather reluctantly. She wasn't expecting that answer, but she was certainly expecting that hesitant tone. ".. will you help me save Jim? So I can see him again?"