#ms:wendy

“P-Peter!” She giggled, running along the grassy forest of Neverland. She simple ADORED when she got to have alone time with him. It was always so.. Playful. Even if it wasn’t always in such a state, there were moments that WERE and that made their time together memorable. “Peter you cannot catch me!” she called, as she continued to run. She was going to win this little game of tag. She was dertmined. Though he was taller than her, and thus faster, she was still going to TRY. 

Wendy squeaked as she darted past the taller gentleman toward her beloved.She had been so worried about him from the moment that she heard he got hurt. She wanted nothing more than to be with him and help him feel better and stay by his side. She knelt beside his bed, taking his hand in hers as she looked at him with worried blue eyes. 

“Sh-Shadow I’m so, so sorry! Please be alright, please?” She pleaded quietly as she held his hand even tighter.

She followed him with her gentle blue eyes wth a soft smile, “No, I am not just here to admire your sights. However, I-... “ She quickly bit down on her lip softly, looking down at her bare feet. “I-I was actually seeing if you would like to join me for a walk? A lovely nature walk through the forest?” She asked shyly, tangling her fingers in her nightgown. “If you would like?”

When Peter wasn’t around that meant that other Lost Boys were in charge of the little Wendybird. At times, they were quite nice to her but other times they played what they called ‘HARMLESS’ tricks on her that usually ended up with Peter getting mad and her getting in trouble. Today, Wendy had been told that the water she was drinking was SUPPOSED to taste funny and that she wasn’t being crazy. What was in this water exactly? What had appeared to be some form of alcohol. Where they got it from, who knows, but that wasn’t on Wendy’s mind whatsoever. What was really on the small girl’s mind was that she was now roaming around Neverland DRUNK without any intention of what to do or where to go. Luckily, she was now in the eyes of her Lost Boy or else she would have probably gotten herself into quite a bit of trouble. 

“He he.” The little darling girl giggled, swaying gently before Peter’s emerald hues, “I don’t cower before YOU.” She smiled, “I wouldn’t even cower before YOU. You’re not even that scary to make want to cower before you ever!” She rose up on her tiptoes shakily, looking up at Peter as she stumbled left and right like a boat on the balls of her feet. “You!” She tapped his nose on the word before lowering herself back down, “Are super NICE and not scary at all!” With those final words the little drunk bird turned and began drunkenly swaggering away from her Lost Boy, humming happily to herself.  

“The sunset is just beautiful, don’t you think?”  The darling girl smiled to herself as she looked  across the horizon.  “I have always dreamed of sailing, discovering the world...” She chuckled to herself softly, looking  down at her feet before looking back up at the magenta and gold view before her.  “There’s just... So much wonder..” 

“You have told me, Peter.”  Wendy smiled sweetly, keeping her hand outstretched,  “But I-... I would love to teach you, if you’d let me?”