Faith, Trust, and Pixie Dust

OOC: ........ O.O ........ T-T ........ That's it. Hannah's going to do David. =]

BIC: Nibs gestured grandly in a wide arc with his arm. "Amazing, isn't it?" He was proud to have such a great home to show off. Of course, to someone who wasn't a Lost Boy it all just looked like dirt and more dirt; but the Lost Boys loved it.

Peter took off again, eager to see how David and Rebecca were liking Neverland. He'd had his fun with Hook and now it was time to see his boys again and get on to the next game. Now that there were two more people in Neverland, Peter had to decided just exactly what he wanted to do with them.

 

OOC: sweet!

BIC: Slightly stood on a slightly raised root with his hands on his hips, imitating how Peter stood. "You two are going to love it!" he stated. Suddenly his faced turned to the hidden entrance. "I think Peter's coming back!"

While the lost boys were showing off their home, Rebecca gingerly sat up and rubbed her eyes before feeling the bump on her head.

 

OOC: ooh i think that we should figure out VAN HELSING first! that thread needs to die... im starting to forget all of my plotline ideas for that thread right now. we all need to get on at the same time and figure it out togethers!! :D

 

OOC: Nooooooooooooot until you do David. xP

 

OOC: ugh ok what color is the little bugger? lol

 

OOC: Yay!! :D Tis this color! Plum. The bottom of the second to last column of colors.

 

David waited for Peter to come back.

 

OOC: What was that?! D< Fine... I'll just go on then. >P

BIC: Peter's crow was heard before he was seen coming into the Home Under the Ground. Tinker Bell was immediately on his shoulder the second he'd landed on his chair. The chair was made of tree branches, sawed off by the Lost Boys and Peter, with help from the nature-talent fairies. Peter was friends with all the pixies after all. Draped on the chair was the skin of a brown bear, at the top of the chair's back was a plethra of feathers from all sorts of birds, along with some branches from different bushes. It was an especially decorated chair for the King of Neverland.
"Lost Boys," Peter began, very instruction-like, "sound off!"
All the Lost Boys lined up and called out their names, one by one. It was very well rehearsed. Peter liked to make them do it every time someone new came to Neverland to be with them.

Tinker Bell was glad that Peter was back, and moreso to see that he hadn't been hurt by Hook. She settled, cross legged, on his shoulder and watched the Lost Boys do their introductions (though they'd done them already).

 

OOC: haha... plethra... lol...

BIC: "So what are we going to do now?" David asked quickly, excited. "I'm ready to see more of Neverland!"

 

Slightly turned to David after everyone else had sounded off as Peter ordered. "Well sound off." he instructed, forgetting that David didn't know the rules and that techinacally he wasn't a lost boy yet, just in theory.

Rebecca's mouth had dropped and she looked around, still rubbing her brusied head. "oh my gosh David we're in their hide out!" she stated the obvious, being alittle behind the times now.

 

OOC: omg its angelyn!! *gasps, chokes on gum, falls over, passes out, and dies*

 

"Just a minute, Slightly," Peter pursed his lips, deep in thought now. "He's not officially a Lost Boy yet. He has to earn it, just like Wild Cat and Bear Killer." Peter was, of course, speaking of John and Michael Darling. He was about to continue when he noticed Rebecca. "She's alive!"

The twins were the first to rush over. "She is! She is!"

"Don't break her!" Cubby pushed the twins aside.

Tootles climbed on top of Cubby's head and waved at Rebecca.

"Hey, back off! Girlies are delicate, 'member?" NIbs warned the boys.

 

Rebecca laughed at the boy's antics and then winced at her headache. "I am not delicate. she stated, her chin held up high and stubborn before seeing Nib's adorable expression and sofening. "But thank you for thinking of it. What exactly happened. Wait you all were firing on us! What gives?"

Slightly bit his lip and avoided Peter's eyes. He and the other boys had forgotten all about that little problem.

 

David crossed his arms over his chest, nodding at what Rebecca had sounded. He'd like some answers.

 

"Well," Curly drew out the word. He didn't want to be the one to explain, but he figured he might as well, seeing as the other boys wouldn't do such a good job at it. "Tink said you were a monster from Hook. And that you were coming for us. So we kinda..."

"Tried to ambush you," Nibs finished for Curly. He scuffed the dirt floor with his bare foot.

"And we did a good job, huh?" Harry beamed.
Terry smacked the back of his brother's head. "Dummy, we weren't supposed to do it!"

Peter folded his arms over his chest, a deep frown setting on his features. Sternly, in a voice that sounded like his father voice, he said, "Tinker Bell."
The pixie flitted away from his shoulder and stopped in front of his face. Numerous jingles and sharp chimes came from the fairy as she defended herself against Peter's disappointment in her. She waggled her finger at him and stamped her foot on the air.
"Tink--" Peter tried to talk to her, though they were both upset at each other and certainly not calm enough to talk reasonably, but she zoomed away and out of the Home Under the Ground.

"Uh oh," Nibs whispered. "Tink's super mad."

"Slighty," Peter snapped, rising from his ordinate chair. "You gave the orders, didn't you?"

 

OOC: hey i just saw hannah's comment. lol you posted after dying? COOL!

BIC: Slightly winced alittle at Peter's tone but looked Peter in the eyes. "Yes Peter, I gave the order." he answered honestly and very bravely too, he thought.

Rebecca tapped her bottom lip with her pointer finger thoughtfully. Hearing the explaination she was more exasperated with the jealous pixie then the boys. "Peter, you aren't mad at him are you?" she asked, also noting Peter's disapointment. "I mean it isn't really his fault... no not really, is it Slightly? You and the other Lost Boys, why, you've all just got to learn how to tell a girl from a monster. Right David?" she prodded his leg with her foot.

 

OOC: She's a zombie now.

BIC: Peter was just thinking of a punishment for Slightly when he heard Rebecca. "Alright. I'll let it go this time. But if it happens again, none of you will get join in the games!"

"What?! But it wasn't our--" Cubby shut his big mouth at the sight of Peter's stare. He was a great leader and all, but sometimes he was strict. Even the Lost Boys had rules to follow.

*~-*~-*

Behind that lucious waterfall of Neverland that was the beginning of Crocodile Creek lay the entrance to Pixie Hollow, home of the fairies. All of the pixies lived their, save for Tinker Bell.
Pixie Hollow was a beautiful place. There were separate section of the little realm, one for each season. The different talented fairies lived in these tiny domains. In a corner of Cottonpuff Field was Tinker's Nook -- this was where all the Tinker Fairies worked and some lived; and this was where Tinker Bell was flying back to.

 

"Games?" Rebecca asked, her ears practicly perking at the sound of the word. She hadn't played a real game in far too long. All that reading and sewing and being a good little girl, she was ready for a real game. "What sort of games?"

 

"Treasure Hunt," Peter was the first to answer.

"Follow the Leader," Nibs added.

"Hide and Seek," Harry and Terry put in.

"Flying Tag," Curly piped in.

"And Indian Hunting!" Cubby finished.

"And those are just a few," Peter floated in circles around everyone. Thinking of the games completely took his mind off of Tinker Bell.

*~-*~-*

"Tinker Bell!" Fairy Mary, Tinker Bell's instructor and leader of the Tinker Fairies, exclaimed at the sight of the little, long vanished Tinker. "What are you doing back here?"

Tinker Bell settled down next to the plump, sweet Tinker and kicked the dirt. "Oh, Fairy Mary, it's Peter."

"Oh dear," Fairy Mary set her clipboard on the leaf table and motioned for Tinker Bell to sit with her on the twig that served as a bench. "Tell me what's wrong."

"He's brought another girl to Neverland!" Tinker Bell flopped onto the twig and folded her arms. "And she's just like the others."

"What do you mean by that?" Fairy Mary asked. Now several other Tinkers were starting to gather. Bobble and Clank were there as well.

Tinker Bell sighed, a frustrated and sad sound. "He always pays more attention to them than to me. It's like he doesn't really care anymore...."

"I'm sure 'e does," Bobble spoke up, coming over next to Tinker Bell and Fairy Mary. His hair was slightly more erratic than usual and his eyes shone dear and true through his dewdrop goggles. His Scottish accent was a bit of a mystery to all the fairies. "There's just some tings that 'e doesn't really unders'and, 's all."

"Not really helping," Tinker Bell muttered, hanging her head.

 

"Oh let's play a game!" Rebecca brought her hands together excitedly. "And explore!" she added, looking at David again for agreement. She was in full excitment mode now, barely able to tell what she was more excited for, seeing all of Neverland or being with Peter and the Lost boys. She wondered if they would even be made Lost Boys too (well Lost Boy and Girl, but she liked the sound of Lost Boys more)