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Peter's Sister	By : Evania Category: M through R > Peter Pan > FemmeSlash Views: 4474 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“So, Peter, I see you’ve gained a few new lost boys since Hook fell.” A voice came from the branches of a tree where she reclined among the branches. He looked up with a frown. “I suppose that boys will always be falling out and those unclaimed sent here to you.”
“Be gone Femi.” His pout was obvious. The one person that didn’t listen to him, and of course she would show up when he was preparing the boys for a visit from their new storyteller. “Go back to your part of the island.”
“You know the fairies’ dancing trees are neutral territory.” She said with a broad smile. “Hello boys.” The few boys, only three, that had ended up with Peter, stared up at her. They’d never seen her before. “Hasn’t Peter told you? There’s a reason why he doesn’t venture onto the mountain or play among the falls. He doesn’t want to bother with running into me.”
“Who’s that Peter?” one of the bolder boys asked in amazement. “Is she one of them?”
“No. Ignore her. That’s Femi. She’s nothing but trouble.” He snapped. “Now, back home. Let’s go. I’ll tell you more there.”
“It’s no use brother, I’ve already heard all of it. You found more girls… that tell you marvelous stories, and they even let you in several times before you invited them back.” Femi said with that same proud smile. He frowned and began floating in the air, up to where she reclined. “I haven’t been following you, the fairies gossip, and my mermaids tell me of what they say. Tinkerbell doesn’t like them any more than she liked your little Wendy-bird those years ago. Be sure to tell them not to shoot these two down, I doubt you’ve given them ‘kisses’ to protect from arrows this time.”
He frowned and drew his knife, but she’d already shot off through the branches and into the air, flying away to her waterfall. His scowl deepened as he turned back to the boys. “As I said. Ignore her. She’s been banished. Now no hunting until I return.” And with that, Peter was gone as well, hoping that his sister would not interfere this time.
Femi watched from a cloud high in the sky as Peter returned, looping in the air with loud laughter and grazing clouds as he sped by, forming new shapes in their fluffy substance. Two girls followed, one pausing to glance at things as the other dove directly through a cloud Peter had knocked in her way. “We’re home!!!!” she heard Peter shout as he shot up, then back down and onto a cloud, the girls eventually joining him.
“Oh look, Gilly, it’s enormous!” the one that she’d seen diving through the clouds said, pointing toward the island. “And it’s even got a waterfall!”
“That’s mermaid cove.” Peter explained as if he were the most intelligent boy there was. “But, it’s best not to go without me. The mermaids can become cross with strangers.” They both looked disappointed and Femi smiled from her cloud above them. “But that there, do you see the fields and forest near it, that’s where the Indians live! And there, that’s Captain Steven Claw’s ship, The Dark Dryad. Pirates.”
Femi looked down at Claw’s ship. Who would have known that Hook had a nephew? She’d always assumed that he had no family. Apparently the man had been off on some adventure. He was smarter than Hook, and might prove to be more dangerous, if he were half as interested in destroying Peter as his uncle had been. However, he was only out for revenge that he didn’t want. It was a mere matter of honor that he hunt down the one responsible for his uncle’s death, though because he’d never met the man, he wasn’t all that motivated. It was more of a game than ever for Peter. She smiled. At least there would be no flying cannon balls coming their way this time. Peter was finishing up a description of the island, most likely with embellishments of his adventures in certain places.
“Where did the Lost Boys build Wendy’s house?” one of the girls asked, she didn’t see which one, and Femi smiled. The new hideout’s entrance was there, though the actual home for he and his boys was a little bit away. Peter had yet to figure out where she lived, though it was astoundingly simple.
“I don’t remember.” He said in a small mumble, then smiled as he launched into the air again and off toward the hideout and the boys. As soon as the girls had taken off after him, Femi shot toward the falls. She didn’t look back to see one of the girls noticing her path.
“Peter, do any of the Lost Boys know how to fly?” one of the girls asked him as they neared what he said was the entrance to his home. He looked back, slowing to a stop.
“No Kieran, they don’t. There are only three right now, but the fairies say that a fourth is on the way.” He smiled.
“So no one else in Never-never Land can fly?” she asked, circling around him with ease, as if she too had been flying her whole life. He smiled and nodded, and she shrugged, doing a loop in the air then following him the rest of the way. The boys were friendly enough and both girls smiled and played with them happily before Peter announced that he had to go and spy on the pirates to make sure that they weren’t up to something. Both girls hugged him and smiled, then ran off with the Lost boys to go meet the Indians. Kieran grinned and nodded to one of the many painted faces there, slipping away between two tents. She had to get this grit off of her face, it itched… the only place she could think of that was nearby was the mermaid cove and waterfall, and though Peter had warned her not to go alone, she knew that she would be able to handle cross mermaids well enough on hen.
Femi grinned even more as the adventurous girl Peter had brought back bent and wiped her face off with water she’d scooped up from the cove, then saw a flash of fin and hair in the distance. Her sirens were back. She floated down softly, landing behind the girl on one toe, balancing there for a moment before tapping her shoulder and shooting off again. The girl spun in surprise, and found nothing. Femi repeated the process. After several moments of the girl jumping about nervously, Femi landed behind her completely and tapped again. Kieran spun and stared when she found someone within her line of sight.
“You know, you shouldn’t be at this cove alone. The mermaids could prove dangerous.” Femi said in a calm, matter-of-fact voice, looking directly at her. Kieran was staring at her in disbelief. “Di Pe Peter warn you?”
“He… he told me that there were no other girls here… and that we were the only ones who could fly…” Kieran babbled out, then shook her head rapidly. “Um… they’re just mermaids. It’s not a big d I thought they were supposed to be kind and gentle and sweet.”
“They’ll be kind enough to drown you if you get too close.” Femi laughed, lifting slowly into the air in a manner similar to Peter, floating around and over toward the water, gesturing toward the creatures waiting just barely a yard into the deep. Kieran approached but Femi held out her hand so that the girl wouldn’t get too close. She nodded, staring at the finned creatures before her, seeing for the first time what mermaids turned out to be. Fins long and scaledt lot looked more like the tail of some sea monster, hair overlong and matted from swimming so long, skin pale with water and lips slightly blue-violet, eyes yellowed and searching. Kieran stood mesmerized by those strange eyes as she felt something wrap around her ankle, then blinked and fell back as something flashed before her vision. When she looked up the mysterious girl was meters into the air, the mermaid dangling out of the water completely and held there by a whip hel held wrapped around her wrist. She struggled, and Kieran realized that she may have just been saved from drowning. “Don’t touch her, she’s not for you.”
“She is a stranger, and a weakling, and a girl. She is not one of us.” The mermaid retorted.
“I am not one of you, would you still have me drape your favorite flower petals over your cove and waterfalls, and skim the water’s surface when I play my pipe?” Femi snarled and the mermaid went silent before being dropped into the water. When she landed and knelt by Kieran, the girl was staring. “What?”
“You just hissed out complete nonsense and that thing responded.” Kieran stammered.
“When I was speaking tosiresiren? Peter speaks to them in common mer-folk. I was speaking in their native tongue. You’ll hear him when he decides to bring you two here.” Femi said, standing and offering a hand up. “As I said girl, don’t get too close.“So where have you been all night? We’ve not seen you through the entire celebration?” Gilly said with a huge grin, prancing up with the Lost Boys and a few of the younger Indians, feather’s in her hair. Kieran belatedly realized that her own hair must be a total mess from the reckless speeds they’d been going and brushed it back quickly with her hands. “Exploring?”
“You could say that.” Kieran hazarded, staring at the playful people before her. Femi had looked her age, about three or four years older than Gilly and Peter, and she wondered why. “Was the party fun?”
“You should have learned for yourself.” Gilly told her with a smile, and was poked by the young Indian that had approached behind her, making her jump and giggle. She immediately tackled the nearest Lost Boy and began tickling him, rolling away as the other boys followed her example. A tap on the shoulder suddenly came to Kieran’s attention, remin her her of the encounter with Femi. She turned with a small smile, and saw Peter standing there.
“You didn’t stay here with them?” he asked with a small, playful smile, then that same playfulness in his frown. “That was very naughty of you, you’ll have to stay in today and take medicine: vile, nasty, sticky stuff that’s tooet aet and bitter. What were you doi doing all that time?”
“Oh… I… I was playing in the clouds again…” she said looking down at the ground, then pleadingly at him. “Please… please don’t make me take the medicine.”
“But you must be punished….” He said in a deep, fatherly voice. “Now, everyone, back to the house. We must have breakfast and Kiki must be given her medicine, then we go exploring!”
“Yes father!” the boys shouted laughing, and Gilly giggled before they shot off through the trees. Kieran caught her sister’s arm as they leapt into the air to keep up. “What?”
“You told him to call me that, didn’t you? I hate being called that.” She frowned, and pouted as she and her sister darted through the trees after the boys and Peter, Kieran swerving more boldly around trunks and through vines, Gilly keeping to the path.
“You’ve never minded when your friend Sarah calls you that.” Gilly retorted before they came to a stop at the entrance. Gilly pausedd lad landed to open it and follow down the slide after the boys. It was wide enough for four people to duck into at once, should the pirates ever be about and the lost boys and Peter need a quick escape, so as the entrance began to close and she heard her sistehunkhunk to a stop at the bottom, Kieran dove down from her position still in the air, flying through the swerves and curves with a loud laugh and zooming into the room. She flew around in circles, occasionally running along the walls. It was like it had been with Femi. She had to admit that it had been fun, flying recklessly at those breakneck speeds liketer ter had been when he was attempting to impress them. When she zoomed a bit lower, she came to an abrupt halt, nose to nose with Peter. He was genuinely frowning now.
“Oh… um…” Kieran dropped back down to the ground and looked at her feet. What a glory hog, he didn’t like anyone else showing off at flying. “Sorry.”
The game of him being their father continued through a breakfast of fruits and honeysuckle, her being made to drink water from a cupped flower, pretending it was medicine. Peter hadn’t been serious about her staying behind; he winked and gestured her to follow as they ran out the exit, the lost boys off on a game of hunting as the three that could fly shot into the air for exploring. He showed them much the same things that she’d seen with Femi, only more slowly and explaining what each place was and an adventure he’d had there. She noticed that he didn’t bring them to the mountain or that birthplace of stars and fairies that she’d seen. The mountain was a beautiful, wonderful place, and she wondered why he didn’t go there. Finally, the tour came down to the cove, and as she approached, she smiled, yelling to Peter that she’d meet them down there. Moving at a faster speed than he’d set for Gilly, she dove down and gathered up handfuls of flowers from the treetops, though not as neatly as Femi had done, skimming the cove waters and dropping the flowers and petals behind her in an echo of what she’d seen done. She shot up into the air and landed with Peter and her sister, smiling broadly as they did so, seeing the mermaids swimming up to the surface and playing with the petals.
“Oh Peter! Mermaids!” Gilly rushed to the edge of the water and stared at them in rapt fascination. Kieran followed more cautiously and kneeled just out of reach as Peter joined her. “They’re beautiful Peter.”
Kieran looked at the three mermaids that had swam over to greet them, or whatever they had in mind. She noted the same things as the previous night, though more clear in the day. They were rather magnificent looking, but in the broad sunlight she was also able to see quite clearly the webbed fingers and claws, as well as the fanged teeth of the one mermaid that had a slightly parted mouth. That one was still playing with one of the flowers, and seeing her, recognizing her from the previous night, it sidled a little closer to where she was and placed it upon the bank before backing away a little. Peter was speaking to them already, making idle chit chat she assumed, and the hisses and clicking did sound a bit different than what she’d heard Femi speaking. Gilly leaned forward in fascination, staring straight into the eyes of one of them, and Kieran noticed it drawing closer as well. Lightning fast, she grabbed her sister’s shoulder and pushed her back away from the water, just as the mermaid was discreetly beginning to reach forward. Peter had reacted as well, darting down and between the creature and the girls, hissing and arguing angrily, protectively glaring at it. All three mermaids backed away quickly, afraid, though the one that had laid the flower down hissed something back before they all ducked back under water and disappeared. Peter turned and glared at the flower, then at Kieran.
“What did she just say?” Kieran decided to ask boldly, afraid that it had been given away that she knew Femi.
“That they would never hurt you… as in specifically.” He said, standing tall and staring at her. “She said that they like you, for the flowers. What did you do before we got here?”
His head was tilted in curiosity, though he was still obviously suspicious. Knowing that eventually he’d find out, she looked out at the water and the petals and flowers still there, unsure of if she should tell him now. He looked out as well, then back at her. “I dropped some flowers down, I thought they might like them. All girls like flowers.” He frowned slightly and nodded. Femi was always doing that too… there was something going on here.
That night, she snuck out of the underground home of the boys, Peter and the others sound asleep from two whole days of being awake. She’d napped briefly during one of their games, refreshed enough from that to go out and meet Femi. Now, she stood at the edge of the cove, looking around to see if the girl would come. It was almost midnight.
“You’re early.” Femi said from behind her, the wind stirring slightly as she came down to a gentle landing. Kieran turned and smiled. “She was thanking you.”
“What?” Kieran looked at Femi, then out at the water, where a lone mermaid’s head peeked out of the water. It was the one that had given her the flower.
“Today, when you came here with Peter, she was thanking you. For the flowers.” Femi smiled and stepped closer, at her side. “She doesn’t understand why you are being kind to them when she tried to kill you last night.”
“Well, it’s in her nature to isn’t it? I’ve done nothing to them; I don’t see why I should. That would only make her want to hurt me more. I might as well be nice to them.” She smiled and shrugged, not really understanding the logic herself. “Why don’t you show yourself to Gillian?”
“Your sister Gilly?” Femi asked, looking at her instead of at the confused, lone mermaid staring at them. When Kieran turned to look at her as well, the mermaid ducked down underneath the water again. “I don’ow. Peter wouldn’t like it. Wendy only barely saw me once, and he had a fit. I don’t think she ever mentioned it to her brothers, John and Michael. As I said, we don’t get along.”
“He’s already suspicious that we’ve met.” Kieran told her, then looked down. The mermaid was at the water’s edge, staring guiltily up at her. It had placed two things at their feet, and before anything could be said or done, it dove back under water and disappeared. She bent and picked both things up and handed one to Femi. They were very beautiful, glistening shells. “She told him that they’d never hurt me, that they like me.”
“You know, those sirens have brought any number of things to the shore over the years. They’ve never brought something for someone else though.” Femi looked at the shell that Kieran was holding. “I have a collection of things. Come, I’ll show you.” Femi took her hand again and they were off, flying quickly through the air and to the mountain, slowing as they dove into a cave and landed. Things sparkled and glistened from every direction, and Femi moved to set the shell with other things. There were pearls and rocks, and other oddities that must have fallen to the cove and ocean bottom, as well as some jewels and things that might have fallen off of a ship to be discovered by a wandering mermaid. “You look tired.”
“We were up all day. I didn’t sleep much.” Kieran offered honestly.
“Come on… I wanna show you something.” Femi took Kieran’s hand again and they flew out to a small grove on the mountainside, amazingly enough a small ring of trees, perhaps four trees thick, with a grass and moss center, flowers and vines and plants strung across and all over. It was beautiful, but surrounded by the barren rock of the higher parts of the mountain. There was even a stream running through it. She smiled as they entered slowly, Femi picking fruit off of the trees and bushes as they walked into the little clearing. Both sat down on the grass, and in a large, cupped flower sheickeicked, Femi drew water from the stream. “This is where I come if I want to spend time away from the cove. The water here, and fruit I picked, will sooth you and let you sleep better than you might have. I’ll come back and wake you to bring you back before morning.”
“Femi…” Kieran looked up, and Femi stopped where she was, turning to look back at the girl though she’d been half off the ground. “Why… er… you’re older than Peter? I mean… um… you two…. And….”
“Peter and I are siblings because the fairies raised us as brother and sister. They found us at the same time, but I had rolled out and away when I was three and already talking and such for different reasons than Peter.” Femi said sadly, then smiled. “So yeah, he’s around nine or ten, or was or… however you want to think about it, and I’m twelve or thirteen… by however you want to think about it but….” Femi smiled more broadly. “I spend more time out in the real world, where you come from, than Peter does. More than one night at a time. I’ve stayed an entire week before. For every three minutes we are there, we age another minute… so I’ve aged another year I suppose… or something like that.”
“Oh. s'> So… you wanted to grow up?” Kieran frowned. She certainly didn’t. She was already beginning to forget what it had been like before she left with Peter and Gilly, but she remembered that they’d been orphans. She never wanted to go back to the orphanage that she didn’t want to remember or growing older and older without parents and family.
“I never said that… but I did want to get a little older. I don’t want to be a child forever.” She smiled. “But right now, those things don’t matter as much to me. I just don’t want to be alone anymore.” She smiled then, and darted off and away, leaving Kieran confused and tired. The girl ate the fruit and drank the water as she’d been instructed. Before she knew it, she’d curled up on the warm moss and grass by the stream and was sleeping soundly and peacefully, not a hint of a dream.
Kieran snuck quietly into the small home that Peter shared with the Lost Boys and now she and her sister, looking around carefully to make sure that no one caught her. Peter lay in his bed, the highest in the room, and as she snuck toward her own little bed, she turned her head and saw him looking at her out of one eye. He didn’t say anything, and as she stopped, she frowned and he closed his eye again. She continued on to her bed and fell asleep again, knowing that he had to have figured it out this time.

They’d defeated the pirates. Captain Steven Claw had attempted to kidnap Tigerlily in an effort to gain control over the Indians, and Peter and the Lost Boys, as well as both girls and the rest of the Indians, had defeated the pirates and saved the princess. Tonight they were celebrating, as had there been a party the previous night. As they all danced and participated in merriment, Kieran wondered if perhaps they found a reason to party every night. Gilly had just told a fascinating story to them all, one of the Indians that understood, but could npeakpeak, English translating as she told. Now there was dancing and playing, and Peter and Gilly were both jumping about in a circle with the rest of the Indian warriors and the Lost Boys. She smiled, but heard something off to the side. Turning, Kieran caught sight of Femi hiding among the trees, motioning her to come over.
“Have you heard Wendy’s story?” Femi asked as she walked off through the trees with Kieran, slowly lifting off of the ground when she felt that they had gotten away safely. Kieran was looking around in surprise at the fairies that flew in lines and swarms in one direction above them. She nodded, all of the children in the orphanage had heard that story countless times, and Gilly had even somehow managed to acquire a book of it. “Did it tell of when Peter brought her away from an Indian celebration and danced in the air with her among the fairies that were attending court?”
Kieran stared at Femi as they raised fully into the air and flew with the fairies, silently but with smiles on their faces, to a tiny clearing among the trees where a beautiful fairy couple danced among the flitting, sparkling lights of the other fairies. It was amazing. “This is what he’d brought her out to show her?”
“Yeah. You see that one right there?” Femi asked, pointing to a wild fairy that darted around, spinning through the air with one fairy after the other, then darting around and back down. Kieran suppressed a laugh at the playful fairy’s antics. “That’s my fairy. Every boy and girl has a fairy, or did when they were born. So many fall down dead though, because more and more people say those words.”
“Oh…” Kieran looked sad, then smiled as a fairy flew up to her face and kissed her nose before flitting off to join in the miniature celebration. Femi took her hands and they spun in the air, flying up higher, then darting among the trees and playing with several of the fairies, before meeting back up. “You don’t have to be alone anymore. I… I don’t want to go back. I’ll be your friend. A real friend.” Femi’s face looked confused and unsure for a moment as she merely tilted her head and stared, still with a bit of a child-like mind. Then she smiled and hugged Kieran. Looking down at the fairy couple, the king, Oberon, and the queen, Tatiana, she mimicked their position, one arm around Kieran’s waist and the other hand holding the girl’s. When Kieran caught on and returned the gesture, Femi began spinning them and gliding them around. Both girls laughed, and continued dancing through the air, smiling.
“Femi!” Both stopped abruptly and separated, Femi drawing her knife and looking as if she were ready to fight she was startled so badly. They looked down and saw Peter and Gilly, the girl staring gape-mouthed and Peter launching into the air and speeding up toward his sister. “I told you to stay away from them.”
“Kieran is my friend.” Femi argued back, pushing him away and moving up a bit higher. “She agreed to meet with me, I never forced her.”
Gilly moved up into the air with them, though toward Kieran. “Who’s that?”
“Peter’s older sister.” Kieran offered in a stage-whisper, staring at the quiet arguing both were doing. “She saved me from the mermaids the first night, when I snuck away from the Indians. I’ve gone flying with her. She’s very nice.”
“No. You can’t see her anymore. You’re here with me!” Peter insisted, darting up to her and frowning in her face. “I forbid you see her!”
“You can’t forbid me to do anything!” Kieran retorted angrily, flying over to Femi and folding her arms. “We’re friends now. I’ll meet with her if I want to.”
“No! I forbid it. I’ll banish you!” he argued, starting to dip lower in the air, then struggling back up.
“Then banish me.” Kieran challenged, and something darted toward her. Femi’s hand flashed out and they all stared as Tinkerbell struggled in the girl’s grasp. “Hi Tink.”
The little fairy fluttered and had a fit where she was held, miming and ringing out that Femi had to leave and that Kieran shouldn’t be so mean. Another fairy darted forward, one that vaguely looked like the one that had been flitting around and playing, that Femi had said was her fairy. It scolded Tinkerbell, looked at all of the children, then frowned and shook its head, folding its arms.
“Fine, you want to be with Femi, then go with her. We’ll see you tomorrow.” He yelled, grabbing Gilly’s hand and shooting off. Tinkerbell struggled out of Femi’s hand and shot off after them.
“I’m sorry.” Femi looked down, frowning.
“It’s alright. I figured that was coming.” Kieran smiled. “Gilly will get to him by tomorrow. She can talk anyone into anything.”
Femi laughed, then led her back to the cove, the small fairy following. “That’s Flickerspark. When the fairies took Peter’s side, she had to stop following me… but we still see each other when I go to dance with the fairies at their balls. Oberon and Tatiana don’t mind me being there, so I go sometimes. She says she likes you.”
“Well thank you Flickerspark. I like you too.” Kieran said with a smile, breaking through the treeline and racing with Femi back toward the cove. Both girls laughed and gathered flowers on their journey, spreading over the water before landing on the ground. Flickerspark followed, circling the cove and sprinkling her fairydust everywhere as a result, giving even Kieran an extra coat. “She’s as energetic as you are.” When the little fairy flew over to her and, held her hand before her face, then blew something into Kieran’s eyes, then over her head, the girl sneezed. “What did she do that for?”
The little fairy’s laughter was quite audible this time, which surprised the girl, and she could see the short, wild hair and glowing body much more clearly now. “Silly human girly person! Silly silly silly billy girly girl! Can understand now she can! Can speakies with the things of the Neverland she! Silly silly girl! Like the silly billy girly girl!”
Femi seemed to look surprised, then at Kieran. “She uh, doesn’t usually talk like that, none of them do, jus just does that when she’s excited. That was her making it so that you can speak to the people and creatures of Never-never Land.” Femi smiled as the mermaids approached again, tossing up the flower petals they’d gathered and played with, a near miss of the little fairy who flitted over and promptly began scolding the creatures, who swiped in annoyance at her. “Annoying little creature! Go away! You’re too loud!”
“Yes, be gone little light!” the others chorused. “Annoying loud little creature.”
“Well you did almost hit her with the flowers and petals that we spread for you.” Kieran said, bending to look at the mermaids at the water surface. Femi smiled and laughed as the mermaids stared at her for speaking their language, the way that Femi did. “She was just allowing me to do stuff like this, talk to you.”
“You can speak to us now!” The one that giftgifted her with the shell said, moving closer, then backing away shyly. “Strange creature…. You aren’t like us…. Why are you nice to us weak little girl? We would drown you if we could…”
“Hey, don’t call me that!” Kieran said with a laugh, tossing one of the flowers they’d thrown at her face. The mermaid ducked under to avoid behind hit, then peaked back up, surprised. “And you didn’t drown me, so why should I not be nice to you? Why are you nice to Femi?”
“Femi is nice to us, and Femi is pretty.” The mermaid said. “Femi is strong, she controls the waterfall. She plays pretty music for us.”
“You don’t think I’m pretty?” Kieran asked with a pout. The mermaid continued to stare at her. “You’re pretty.”
“We think you’re pretty… but you are weak, and a girl… you aren’t like us….”
“I’m like Femi… sort of.” Kieran claimed, then looked back at her. “You play music?”
“I have a pipe that I play sometimes.” Femid, bd, blushing. Then she looked at the mermaids. “And she is strong. She stood up to Peter for me.”
The mermaids cooed and ducked lower. Anyone that stood up to Peter must be very strong, even if the girl was strange. “You play a pipe? Oh please Femi, play for us. I’ll dance to it…”
“Yes Femi, play!” The mermaids chorused excitedly, the little fairy dancing around in the air and agreeing excitedly. Reluctantly, Femi flew off to behind the waterfall, then returned, carrying a small pipe that looked to be a simple wooden flute. Kieran giggled and smiled, twirling in the air as the mermaids burbled more, splashing around. Kieran quickly flew over and kissed Femi on the cheek as praise, then darted off to do loops in the air. Femi stared at her, growing pink and glowing a bit, then smiled broadly as she shot into the air and began playing a very merry little tune. Kieran smiled and began molding her movements in the air to the music, swaying and twirling, occasionally doing a flip, once shooting up a bit and spinning so fast even Femi was impressed, before seemingly falling back toward the water and then floating like a leaf fresh fallen from the trees and gliding over the water surface, trailing her fingers through the cove waters. The mermaids watched her or Femi, smiling and raising high, sweet voices in wordless song to the flute’s clear sound.
The mermaids continued cooing and burbling after the song had ended and both girls landed, Femi staring out at them, still flushed, as was Kieran. “I think they rather like you now. Look at them, they’re pointing at you and staring… gossiping even I think. Leilani has never had a bigger smile.”
“Really?” Kieran asked, turning back to her with a huge, energetic smile. Femi nodded and smiled more, turning to look at her as well. Then she turned an even brighter red and looked away again. “What’s wrong?”
“I… you kissed me.” Femi stammered out, still staring out at the mermaids.
“I thought Wendy told the people here that a kiss was a thimble and a thimble was a kiss.” Kieran teased.
“As I said, I’ve spent more time in your world than Peter.” Femi mumbled.
“I only kissed your cheek.”
“I know… but you still kissed me.”
“You’ve never been kissed before, have you?” Kieran asked as she turned to her new friend again. Femi looked at her and shook her head. “You know what a real kiss means, don’t you? That’s why you knew the real names.”
“Peter doesn’t talk to people often, in the outside world. I’ve talked with some girls my age before, and some boys. Or rather, your age.” Femi smiled sadly, turning away once more. “I asked them what it was like out there, living as they did. I wanted to know what their thoughts and concerns were. It uh… it came up… a lot.”
Kieran smiled and sat down, staring as the surface of the cove became still, the mermaids gone. Femi joined her sitting. “Yeah… for a lot of people my age it is a big concern. If they’re among the higher classes their learning how to charm and make connections, and possible future weddings… if they’re not they’re coming of the age where they’re interested in others for more than just friends. It starts around my sister’s age, that’s why Wendy felt that way for Peter all that time ago, but it gets stronger as you get older. I’ve never thought much about it though.”
“Why?” Femi asked, looking at her with wide eyes. That’s what many of the girls she’d spoken to had said, though more sloppily and many had said that it was just how things were.
“I didn’t want to. The people I’ve thought about that with be… I … I wasn’t supposed to, so I didn’t want to. So I don’t.” Kieran said with a shrug, confusing Femi. When the girl grew quiet, Femi was still unsure of what she’d said and meant.
“What do you mean?” Femi asked, turning Kieran toward her, frowning. The girl shook her head and looked back out at the water. “No, what did you mean?”
“The outside world, where I used to be… you’re not supposed to think like that about certain people. I did, so I didn’t want to think like that at all.” Kieran shrugged again and shook her head once more.
“Well, you’re here now.” Femi said with a proud smile to comfort her. “I think like that sometimes… Peter does too, even if he doesn’t admit it. He still thinks about Wendy.”
“You mean about people on the outside, right, cause there’s only Peter here and the Lost Boys, and the boys are so much younger than you.” Kieran said with a frown, and Femi nodded. “Oh good.”
“There was Wendy briefly too, but she liked Peter too much.” Femi said waving her hand as she stood and watched as one of the mermaids surfaced again to see if they were still there. When she looked down Kieran was blushing brightly. “That’s why Peter really doesn’t like me. I was trying to get Wendy’s attention at the same time as he was, and told him that I wanted her to smile at me like that.”
“Oh…” Was all Kieran got out as she stood as well, then stared at Femi a bit more before looking out at the mermaid. She knelt at the water’s edge like she had the first night, within range should the mermaid dare. It approached. “Do you still want to drown me, if Femi allowed you to?”
“No.” The siren answered with a smile. “You’re pretty and do beautiful things in the air when Femi plays her pipe. You’re strong because you stood up to Peter, and are friends with Femi. You’re nice to us and speak to us in our language, like Femi does. We like you, even if you are strange and a girl and not like us. We won’t hurt you when Femi isn’t here.”
Kieran smiled and reached out to brush back some of the mermaid’s wet hair behind her pointed ear, barely touching the skin at all for fear of what reaction it would have. The creature cooed and stared at her in surprise, still looking like the dangerous thing it was. Then with the feral smile of fangs it held, it dove back down to join its sisters in the deep. Kieran stood and turned around, to find that Femi had approached and was right behind her. It surprised her so much that she lost balance and nearly fell backwards, only managing to stay dry because Femi had caught her. The girl stared at her for a moment, looking curious and unsure, then leaned forward and briefly brushed her lips against Kieran’s, not really knowing how to kiss at all. She smiled as she pulled away, but frowned and looked frightened and sorry when she saw the shock on Kieran’s face. “I’m sorry… I… I thought… because you… and… I…”
Kieran blushed deeply and looked down, shuffling her feet. “I’ve never really kissed anyone before.” She mumbled out shyly, shuffling again. Femi began smiling once more as she heard this, glowing slightly with that same pinkish tone she had before when Kieran had kissed her cheek. “But um… it’s supposed to be… I think it’s supposed to be a little… um… different.”
“How?” Femi looked confused and curious, wanting to know what she did wrong. Maybe that was why Kieran had looked so strange afterward. Flickerspark had long ago flown off back to the fairy court, and Kieran was glad now that they didn’t have any more of an audience. She gently took Femi’s hands and put them on her shoulders, then her own on the girl’s waist, staring up and into her eyes. She barely noticed as her heart started to race that they were lifting up off of the ground. Well, these were happy thoughts after all… she grinned slightly and moved her head upward, tilting her head a bit as she had seen adults do, closing her eyes. Femi mimicked it perfectly, catching on, and their lips met soon thereafter, Kieran leading the kiss gently until she pulled away and smiled coyly. Femi was grinning like mad, a blush having risen to her face and glowing again. She let go of Kieran and shot off high into the sky, breaking clouds in half in her rocket upward, then falling back and skimming the surface of the water as Kieran had done in her dance, then floating in lazy twirls back up to where Kieran still flew, watching with small laughs and smiles. Femi understood completely how Peter had felt when Wendy had kissed him on Ho shi ship. “Wow…”
They both looked to the side and saw the first rays of dawn creeping out and beginning to light the island up, as well as a head dropping down from below the canopy line… very likely Peter having been spying on them. Femi didn’t care. Kieran had said that she was going to stay in Never-never Land and they had kissed. She wasn’t alone.
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