Peter Pan:A Faerie Tale | By : SilvaraWilde Category: M through R > Peter Pan Views: 7247 -:- 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. |
Author: Silvara Wilde (LadyLark@hotmail.com)
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Standard disclaimers apply. I do not own any rights to Peter Pan or the characters therein. They all belong to J. M. Barrie; I am merely borrowing them for a while.
Pairings: Peter/Wendy (eventually!), Nibs/Tinkerbell
Author's Note: Any comments, suggestions, flames, rants, are always welcome. Though the last 2 will be given the respect they deserve. (Read: they will be used for virtual kitty-litter.)
It had been an interesting return for the Darling children. Nibs hadn’t quite gotten the time right, they returned to their world 6 weeks after they had left it. There was much crying and hugging and Wendy never could quite get her parents to believe where they had been for so long. After a while she just stopped trying, but she never forgot the adventures they had had. As the years passed, John and Michael started remembering Peter and his world as though it was a story they had been told once, they stopped believing. But Wendy…
Every year on the anniversary of the night she first met Peter, she would sit in the window seat in her room with the window wide open and stare at the night sky hoping he would remember her and appear. But it never happened. During the day she would walk through the woods where she first saw him and wonder if she would ever see him again. Years passed. Wendy grew up, though she never put aside her dreams. In the spring of her twentieth year, her father had finally had enough and decreed that she must put away her “childish fancies”. It was time for her to finally become an adult, marry, and have a family of her own.
She was dragged to parties where eligible young men were also dragged, and finally a choice was made. Wendy didn’t wish to marry, but having no choice she picked the one she thought she could get along with best. On the day of her marriage, she wore a white dress with a pink sash. Her mother cried, her father looked proud. John and Michael stood with her husband-to-be’s best men. All was in readiness and as Wendy waited outside the church for the wedding march to begin, she could not help the tear that fell from one eye. ‘Oh Peter, I wish I could see you again…” she thought.
Like all the other times she had done it, she whispered just under her breath, “Peter. Peter. Peter.” Knowing that this would be the last and final time she could dream about him and the World Below. After she was married she would have to do as her father said and put away childish thoughts. As the last word fell from her lips, it seemed as if the very air held it’s breath. But Wendy did not notice. The doors were beginning to open in front of her, and she could just hear the Wedding March start to play. As her father stepped up and placed her hand on his arm, she thought she heard a strange sound. Almost like the buzzing of fairy wings…
Wrinkling her brow in puzzlement, she took a quick glance around, not really daring to hope, but quite unable to ignore the sound. There, to her left she saw a movement. Stretching up on her toes and peering around her father, she saw a hint of movement, a flickering blur as if some large winged thing was hiding behind a tree in the parking lot. Not giving herself or her family time to think, Wendy dropped her father’s arm. She gathered a fold of her white dress in her hand and took off hurrying towards where she thought she had perhaps seen Tinkerbell!
Vaguely she heard her father shouting behind her, but she was too focused on not letting the flicker out of her sight to care. Arriving at the tree, she slowed and looked all around but could see no one. Shoulders drooping she dropped her dress and looked sadly around. Just as she was about to give up, she had a thought and looked upwards. And what did she see but Tink perched on a branch of the tree hands on his hips, and Peter sitting beside him! Neither looked a day older than her memory of them.
“Peter! You remembered! It’s been so many years I thought I would never see you again…”
Peter looked a little sheepish. “It seems that the spell I was under fiddled a little with my time sense, I had meant to return and see you a year or two after you came back here, but it didn’t quite work out that way…” Tink snorted, “What he isn’t saying is that it was you who broke the spell on him. And he’s wondering if you might be able to fix the jumble his magic has become since he woke up.”
Wendy’s eyes lit up, Peter needed her help again, that meant she’d get to spend time with him and the others in the World Below. But the sounds of family and friends were getting closer now, if they didn’t leave soon, Wendy would be dragged back to the church to be Married, and then all hope of escaping to the magical lands would be over.
“I don’t know if I can help, but I’d love to see everyone again. Only, I was supposed to be married today, and when I saw Tink I kinda ran off before the ceremony. So if you want me to come with you, we need to go…like right now!”
Peter’s jaw dropped briefly, and she couldn’t quite decipher the look in his eyes as he leaned forward on the branch he still sat on. “I didn’t mean to interrupt your wedding Wendy, I don’t wish to be a bother, you’ve done so much for us already I’m sure I can figure this out eventually.”
“But Peter, I don’t Want to get married! It was all father’s idea, he never believed me about the World Below, said that if I were a proper married woman with children of my own, that I would stop making up fairy stories. I’d much rather come visit with you and the others, please Peter, let me help?”
A glance towards the rapidly approaching people seemed to make up Peter’s mind. He stood and leaped lightly from the tree, Tink fluttering down after him, and with a quick wave of his hand and a half turn, a glowing Door appeared. Tink hurried through, and Peter took Wendy’s hand, as they stepped through the door, Wendy looked back over her shoulder briefly, and saw her father’s startled face, and then they were through and in the World Below once again.
(AN: 1 more part I think.)
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