Second Date

Chapter 7: Compatibility Quiz

Chapter 7: Compatibility Quiz

Of course, Peter thought he was clever. Sure Wendy played her part in the escape, magnificently in fact, but in the end who was the cleverest boy in the world? Peter Pan!

Peter was fantastically energized but Wendy was still rather distraught. Peter assumed that Captain Hook had flustered her, and consented that this was only natural. After all, Wendy was a girl and sometimes girls think too much. Peter told Wendy so, and she responded by chasing him in a game of tag. Peter won - of course - but by the end of the game Wendy was smiling. Peter was pleased: mission accomplished.

The game of tag must have been magical, because it lead Peter and Wendy to The Partners statue. The statue, depicting Mr. Walt Disney holding hands with Mickey Mouse, was one of Wendy's favorite spots in all the Magic Kingdom. She especially loved the statue's plaque inscription, and read it aloud.

"We believe in our idea: a family park where parents and children could have fun - together." Wendy traced the words. "How lovely."

"Ha!" Peter lifted Wendy onto the stone base. "Boring! Let's tell a story! My story!"

Wendy smiled. "Again?"

Yes, again. Storytelling was a favorite activity of Peter's because with Wendy, they could role play. Plus, he was always cast as the hero. Wendy would devise the most thrilling adventures, but Peter always revisited his story. Not excessively of course (that would be conceited) only about nine times a week.

But this time, Peter changed the rules. This time Peter was not the star lead (himself). This time - and Peter thought this very clever - he wanted to be Wendy. And Wendy would be Peter Pan.

"Hello!" Peter put on Wendy's bow. His hair fanned from the ribbon like a fox tail. "My name is Wendy Something Something Something and I am a girl!"

Grinning, Peter tossed Wendy his hat.

"I sew on shadows, and I don't ever want to grow up! I want to fly away to Neverland forever with that clever boy Peter Pan!"

"That is dreadful!" Wendy giggled, covering her mouth. "Dreadful! I don't talk like that!"

Peter snatched his hat. Stuffing inside Wendy's hair and pulling the brim over her eyes, he corrected his accent.

"Okay, how's this!? Eh-hem: My name is Wen-day and I wahnt to fly away foevah to Nevahland with that clevah boy Peetah Pahn!"

Wendy laughed. "You are shameful!"

Peter boost Wendy up. He guided her around the statue.

"Now you try! Be me!"

Wendy put her hands on her hips. Red feather cap slightly askew she leaned back and swung an arm into the air. Even Peter recognized his mannerism.

"Well!" she announced. "Wendy - "

Peter curtsied.

Wendy made notes to correct. "My name is Peter Pan! And I - "

"Nope!" Peter interrupted. "Wrong accent!"

Wendy tried again. "Peetah Pahn."

"Wrong!"

"Peetahr Pahn?"

"Eh!"

"Peetarrrrr-rah Pahn?"

"Try again!"

"Peetah-ruh Pahn-nuh?"