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Peter's Sister	By : Evania Category: M through R > Peter Pan > FemmeSlash Views: 4474 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Peter Pan, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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**Wow... this has been a long time coming... o.o **

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. “Didn’t 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 deal. 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 scaled that 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 Femi 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 to my siren? 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. My whip can’t save you every time.”

“Thank-you. I’m… I’m Kieran.” The girl offered her hand, and Femi bowed, touching her forehead to the knuckles she held out. “Wow.”

“I am Femi Pan.” She said with a slight nod, and Kieran looked shocked. “Peter and I don’t get along. He pretends I’m not his sister.”

“Oh, wow. That’s worse than Gilly and I.” Kieran sighed. “We argue all the time over stories and how things should be done.”

Femi nodded. “Would you like to see the island? I remember where things happened that Peter doesn’t.” Femi offered, and Kieran’s eyes shone. Femi launched slowly into the air then, Kieran following her, and flew directly at the waterfall, then over to the side and ducking in the only dry entrance behind it. Kieran stared as she came to a small landing in the cavern in the tunnels behind the waterfall an assortment of oddities strewn about in a mess. It had to be where she lived. Femi shot off again in the air, and Kieran followed, barely dodging obstacles Femi had grown so used to that she didn’t realize they were there, then they both shot out into the air, their cries of joy resounding. Femi darted back and grabbed Kieran’s hand, speeding them both toward the mountain and some of the places hidden there. “Wendy’s house, I think your sister asked… it was where the entrance is. Peter made the new entrance where she slept.”

Kieran was unable to answer at the speed they were going, somehow able to hear though. She watched in amazement as they circled beautiful groves and streams, then passed a newborn fawn and its mother. Femi laughed as she dragged them up high into the sky above her mountain, hands still clasped, and reached to take hold of the other hand as well, spinning in the air before moving them into a dive back toward the waters of mermaid cove. Kieran was a bit frightened at the reckless speed, but as Femi nabbed buds and flower petals off of treetops and the like that they passed with ease, she realized the girl did this often. They skimmed the surface of the water after arching over the falls in their dive, throwing the petals and flowers behind them and onto the water as they passed, and she looked back barely in time to see the mermaids emerge and begin playing with the small gifts. They ended their over quick tour with Femi finally letting go as they slowed toward the top of a pointed rock, her grabbing a few pieces of fruit hanging from trees and a rock as she passed, then began balancing on the rock with one foot as she extended the other and began juggling. “Wow.”

“Okay, so where did you wanna see up close and hear about?” Femi asked with a smile as she continued juggling in front of the girl.

“That place with the bubbling stream and vines and fountains of flours and green things with the shimmering rocks in it…” Kieran answered slowly.

“Oh… that…. Even Peter doesn’t go there.” Femi told her carefully, staring off into the sky at the stars. “That’s where the stars give birth to fairies and hopes and dreams. I’m the only one that remembers how to get there.”

“Ah…” Kieran settled down onto the rock below her, watching the fruit and rock be tossed aside. “So I can’t go back there?”

“I can show it to you again, but we can’t go there. No one can. It’ll have to wait though. Peter will be back from his toying with the pirates soon enough, and you should be with your sister and the boys when he returns.” Femi stood again and offered a hand, leading her back toward the Indian village. Pausing just out of sight, she smiled at Kieran. “If you want, you can meet me tomorrow at midnight by the falls again. Goodbye Kieran.”

“Bye Femi… I’ll… I’ll see you around.” Kieran said, waving as Femi took off again.

“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, reminding 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 too sweet and bitter. What were you off 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 paused and 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 sister thunk 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 like Peter 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.

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