Snippet #2437663

Peter sat at the table and picked at the food Wendy had placed down. He looked up when she placed the books on the table, his eyes instantly running over the titles. He could not read, but he though the books were equally as beautiful.

"...this, Peter, is the story of a very ordinary girl and her brothers in Neverland. This other one....is the chronicles of the Neverland King, of his adventures and his merry band." Peter starred down at the books, the stories about him and Neverland. Never had he felt so...moved, all his greatest adventures were written down. He looked up at Wendy as she continued talking, not really hearing her as he was still lost in the moment. Wendy, his Wendy, had written down his stories. He was immortalized on page, he would always exist now. As the King of Neverland, not as this shadow of his former self he had become.

Peter lost himself in her story as she read. Of course, she did not get all the details right- it had been raining that day, one of the few days it rained in Neverland, and Peter never 'poked' himself in anywhere. He entered every location with a massive and mighty caw, but he would forgive Wendy for the moment.

His grin was stretched far across his face by the time Wendy had finished her story, a grin that hadn't shown itself since Neverland. He continued to stare at her after she had finished, his green eyes alight with happiness and ease. He had not felt this purely good since he was home with the Lost Boys- all it took was once story from his Wendy and he felt somewhat whole again.

"Oh, that was a wonderful story! I shall have to hear more of them sometime! My turn my turn!"

Peter blinked and looked away from his stare on Wendy to give Alice his attention as she started her story of Wonderland. Just as she began, Peter turned back to Wendy and locked eyes with her. He mouthed a quick, 'thank you', gave her a true Peter Pan smile, and then quickly turned back to the story.

Wonderland was truly a mad land. Peter even had a hard time keeping up with the crazy story, his brain was working at full throttle as Alice jumped from place to place. He was still trying to figure out why a rabbit was wearing a waist coat when the girl had already moved on the marmalade! But, by the end of Alice's story, he was very very much delighted in the land. Maybe if when they figured out how to get to Neverland, he could visit Wonderland....he was sure the Lost Boys would adore a land where all the animals spoke and wore human clothes!

"Wonderland soonds amazin' Alice! I woods loove tae visit it, maybe when we figure it how tae get tae Neverland we can all make a trip!" He laughed and leaned back in the chair just as Alice had done. Peter turned his eyes to Wendy, then back to Alice, "Weel, I guess its mah turn reit? Let me 'tink....How when I saved ye from Hook?"

A younger Peter stood at the helm of the ship, glaring down at the pirates below as they held his Lost Boys and Wendy captive. He swung the sword in a long arch, pointing the tip down at the lecherous Captain Hook. He let out a rooster caw, alerting those below to his presence.

"Peter!" Wendy and the Boys yelled out, signaling the rest of the pirates to his location atop the ship. He grinned at all of them, a cheeky grin that looked more imp then boy.

"How is he alive? I KILLED the damned brat! SMEEEEE" The Captains grating voice truly got on Peters nerves, but he ignored in it favorite of relishing in his surprise. Of course, he had almost died, but Tink had saved him just in time and alerted him to the captive situation on the ship.

Peter swung down from his spot, landing lightly in front of Captain James Hook. The man looked truly disheveled, probably still trying to cope with the fact that his poison did not in fact kill the great Peter Pan. Peter laughed at the adults expression, leapt up in the air, and landed a perfectly placed kick in Hooks chest. The pirate spiraled backwards, his face changing form surprised to angry as he grabbed for his own cutlass. Of course, Peter had snatched that the moment he had leapt down from the top of the ship, so Hook was left groping for nothing.

But as Pirates are cheaters, Hook quickly got his own sword from a nearby crew mate. Thus began the greatest battle ever, in which Peter and Hook fought from almost every flat platform on the ship. Peter of course won, tipped the damned Pirate off his feet and straight into the jaws of the crocodile he feared so much. With Hook gone, the rest of the pirates either abandoned ship or were chased away by his Lost Boys. He then stole the cloak and hat that Hook had thrown off his form during the fight and donned the pirates personal effects, leapt up onto the bannister, and released the loudest and mightiest crow he had ever sung.

"Then, a'course, ye ask tae go home" Peter turned his eyes to Wendy. He was not glaring, though he remember being infuriated at the thought of her returning. Now it was just apart of the story. The moment of intensity was banished as Peter swung his attention over to Alice, a bright grin on his face, "Do ye ha'e fearies in Wonderland? Or pixies, sometimes 'here called pixies"