Peter Pan & The Shadow

Chapter 4.

You awoke the next morning to the sound of birds chirping outside, the soft buzzing of insects and everything just sounded; alive. You frowned at the heat that had embraced you and you threw off the covers, eyes slowly opening. One lamp still lit up your room but morning light came in from the entrance. You frowned. Where were you?

Then everything hit you. Peter's hand against your mouth, him pulling you out your window, flying, the view of Neverland, the shadow, Fox, the tree, the lost boys... You sat up abruptly and swung your feet over the edge of the bed and stood up. Your feet tapped against the floor as you went over to the entrance and looked out. The boys were awake, running around at the level above you. You shook your head with a small smile.

  "Morning, Miss!" Called Curly with a bright smile on his chubby face and you smiled back and waved at him. "Do you have a comb for your hair?" Nibs asked joining in, he didn't wear his hat and he himself had unruly hair. You shook your head. Nibs jumped excitedly and ran over to the ladder before climbing down. "We may not fly like Peter," he said as he crawled down and ran over to you. "But we can still do some stuff." He sounded out of breath. Inhaling deeply he continued talking, Curly followed behind. "Reach out your hand." Said Nibs with his nose high and looking formal. You bit down on your lip to hold in a giggle. You reached out your hand, palm facing upward. Nibs closed his eyes tightly and your eyes widened. Suddenly with a small pop appeared a hair brush in your hand. It was silver with fine hairs on it and you eyed it. It was beautiful.

  "It's Neverland." Explained Curly.

  "Never-ending possibilities!" Chirped Nibs and the two then bowed and continued off, climbing upstairs again. You gawped at the brush. You began brushing your hair, you would go and find Fox and ask him of more advice. Maybe you could wish for a mirror as well.

As you reached the ladder you noticed someone exit the other room. It was Felix and Peter. You froze in track, eyes on Peter. He was tall, taller than you but not taller than Felix. He had a slim figure and broad shoulders lined by a boxy dark green leather jacket that were secured shut by a belt. He wore tall black boots and grey pants and his bangs were pushed back in a wave. You clutched the brush tightly in your hand when he looked up from the ground, he was talking with Felix, and hadn't noticed you before your gazes connected. He silenced and Felix looked up with a startled expression.

  "Why are you still wearing that?" Asked Peter with grimace as he pointed at your pajamas.

  "I-I don't have any clothes." You explained and glanced down yourself.

Peter cocked a brow and you felt your legs wobble beneath you. "Then wish yourself some new clothes, have you no imagination?" He asked and flew down to the level below, while Felix had to climb. He sent you an apologetic smile.

  "Maybe a dress?" He suggested softly. "He would like that." He added and then looked down, descending the ladder. You found yourself standing there dumfounded and not being able to create an answer. Did Peter just talk to you and then proceed to insult your clothes? What is this madness?

With a huff you stomped back into your room. Nevermind Fox, you could do this on your own.

You entered your room and with your back turned towards the entrance you stopped. You looked down your body and eyed your clothes. How the hell? You thought and shook one of your legs. Should you just imagine something or wish for it? You frowned.

  "I wish..." You began but stopped. You felt ridiculous, but hey, you were slowly realizing this wasn't a dream. But still you grabbed onto your own sense of reality and told yourself this was just a dream. Then it felt a lot easier. "I wish for a beautiful dress, but it must be strong enough to withstand running in the jungle and I want nice leather boots." You said and kept your eyes closed before trying to imagine the dress as good as you could, wishing below your breath.

  "Wauw..." You heard someone gasp behind you and you spun around. Fox stood there with wide eyes. "Of course that was nothing to you..." He said and eyed you from top to toe. You swallowed a lump in your throat and slowly glanced down.

You were dressed in a teal colored dress, short sleeves, a beautiful elegant wide collar, and silver buttons. It reached your knees were beneath it there was a layer of white, since you were wearing a white dress beneath it. On your feet were brown leather shoes with laces, around your waist you wore a white piece of fabric tied into a bow. You gawped. It was really beautiful.

  "But this will not last in a jungle." You stated and looked at Fox who looked like he was musing over your statement.

  "No, it looks like it was tear easily." He said with tapping his chin with his index-finger.

 You groaned and turned away from him. You would have to try again then...

  "Try out a long brown jacket, cut short at the front, but covering as much as the dress behind. Silver buttons, nice low collar." You heard Fox say and as you turned around you felt something embrace your arms. You looked down your body. The fabric was quite thin, but strong. You could easily move in it.

  "You're brilliant, Fox!" You cheered and looked down your body.

Fox laughed. "Now, do your hair and get ready. We're going on an adventure!"