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[littlecrazyface]

Characters: Peter Pan and Wendy Darling
Location: Wendy's room
Time: Thursday night, after dark
Content: Peter visits Wendy
Warnings: None. They're both, like, twelve

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[thimbleflight]

Somehow, the scolding she'd meant to give Peter earlier had flown clear out the window. All Wendy felt now was excitement for something familiar, something that nothing here had been able to provide, not even Tina. But here was Peter now! and everything was right again, even if they were stuck in a place that was completely wrong.

Her finger was over her lips just as he entered, eyes on her sleeping roommate. "Come, Peter, it's just here!" came the reply, and then Wendy was dragging the box from under her bed. More had been added to it almost every day since her arrival--hardly a morning went by that she didn't wake to find something new on the pillow next to her. The largest item, by far, was a pirate sword, carefully wrapped in an Indian blanket. Cups from the treehouse, leaves that somehow had stayed green through their weeks in the box, feathers and shells, rocks and even a pirate's flask (she hadn't opened it to see what was inside, though).

[littlecrazyface]

Peter's eyes flickered to the girl's prone form (and his mind immediately filled with ideas for the kinds of tricks that a boy like Peter might like to play on someone in such an opportune position) and back again to Wendy, and when they went down to the box they widened, and immeasurably so. His face was a perfect picture of delight. "Oh, brilliant!" He whispered, immediately reaching for the sword so that he could unwrap the blanket, drape it about his shoulders, and then swish the sword around a bit in the air. His face almost hurt, he was smiling so much. He looked to Wendy, eyes shining, "Is this it? Is this all? Do you think there's going to be more - oh, Wendy, I dream of it every night!

[thimbleflight]

"Something new almost every night! It's all I ever dream about, every adventure and story, and each time I bring something back with me." Wendy pointed to the sword in his hand. "The sword was the most recent." She wasn't sure whether or not to tell him that the objects had been growing larger and more dangerous by the night. It was frightening, to think that the next thing might be a pistol, or Hook's hook! But let him have these things for now, and she may hide some away from him later, but these were alright, and more like them would be fine as well.

[littlecrazyface]

"Oh, that's marvelous, Wendy, absolutely marvelous." Peter murmured. The expression that he was regarding Wendy with was one of absolute religious fervor. At that moment she was his Eve, his Deborah, his Madonna, all in one. The light shone out of her and warmed him to his very soul. His eyes sparkled, "Of course it's most recent." He declared, "It is the newest, and so it is the youngest, and so it is the best!" He laughed - softly, of course, it wouldn't do very well to wake up Wendy's room mate and have the girl scream her head off at the sight of Peter holding his enormous sword. "Do you remember my little dagger, Wendy? It was so light and sharp and quick and lovely, do you think that will come next?"

being all sneaky and jealous

[firstlaugh]

Tina, disturbed from her ritualistic preparations for sleep, had thrown open the curtains in her room and was fully prepared to scream blue murder at whoever it was being so noisy outside of the girls' dormitory wing. She froze in absolute horror when she realised exactly who it was kicking up such a racket.

Peter and the Wendy Bird.

At once Tina was completely consumed with fury, but equally determined to spy a little further on the two upon the grass. She knelt quickly, peering over the windowsill oh-so-subtly at Peter and Wendy cavorting across the lawns. Her eyes narrowed into tiny slits of pure hatred as she beadily watched Wendy and she clenched her little fists in rage. How dare they leave her out of their adventures? she thought to herself, feeling completely snubbed and promising herself that she would pinch them both terribly when she saw them next.