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I don't own Peter Pan


"We need to talk about us Peter," Wendy Moira Angela Darling said.

"Aah!" Peter Pan screamed and flew to the window.

"Oh, no, you don't!" Wendy screamed as she tackled him to the ground.

"What's there to talk about?" Peter asked, "You left."

"And yet you still come here. Why is that, Peter?"

"To hear stories."

"I haven't told stories for weeks. You're a bad liar. Tell me the truth."

"No. I'm leaving."

"Uh- uh- uh. You're staying here until you tell me. The window is locked and barred from the outside, and my brothers have Tinkerbell trapped in the hall. Every door and window is going to stay locked until you tell me why you keep coming back here."

"Um... to take back the Lost Boys."

"Already told me about the new Lost Boys and how you were fine with these Lost Boys staying here if they liked."

"To take you all on an adventure."

"You never bring up adventures in Neverland."

"To play with the former Lost Boys."

"All you ever do is take me aside and talk to me for hours about little things in our lives."

"To talk to you."

"But, why?"

"Uh… I don't know?" he replied.

"Yes, you do," she replied flatly.

"Well, I'm not telling."

"Oh?" she replied, walking closer to him with a devious smile "So there is nothing I can do to coax it out of you?"

"Absolutely nothi…" he began. She cut him off with a kiss.

"This isn't…" She pressed their lips together again.

"You're not fighting fa…" She kissed him harder.

"You're cheat…" She pulled him into another kiss.

"I love you," He kissed her passionately.

"I knew it," she replied. He pulled her back into the kiss.


Peter and Wendy left for Neverland that night, after they and Tink were let out. They stayed in Neverland and stayed children forever, fighting pirates, hunting animals, playing games, and loving each other.