Only in Neverland (under revision)

Attack of the Tornado

I did a final loopity loop in the air, before Angela tugged me down to the ground. My feet landed softly on the fertile grass that covered the dirt—dirt that bounced back from my footsteps. "He's getting ahead of us!" she said, pulling at me to walk faster.

"Where's he taking us?" My speed of travel climbing to a light jog.

"Probably to his underground and especially unsafe home," Angela said, as if it were common knowledge among all people. I smiled, despite her needlessly discourteous speak of Peter's way of living. I couldn't wait to see what it was like for myself. I'd told the story and imagined it countless times, but now I'd actually be there.

My jog turned into a gallop and Angela made a fuss about not being able to keep up. I saw the bobbing green and tan form in front of us by a couple yards and slowed to a jog again. When I ended up beside Peter I asked, "Are you bringing us to the home underground?" I was smiling ,whilst saying it and Peter looked at me with his eyebrows furrowed.

"Um." There was a pause and then his face lit up. "Yes, I shall take you there, but first you must put on the blind fold."

"Oh, you can't be serious," I thought back to Wendy's visit here. "Hook isn't around any longer, so there's no reason for it."

"Yes, but it's fun!" His eyebrows waggled.

I only rolled my eyes, but allowed him to have his fun with tightening the strip of cloth around my head. I could feel him grinning. I cleared my throat, "What about Angela?"

"I'll let Tink lead her."

"I don't think that's the greatest idea," I protested, knowing how utterly wicked Tink could be.

"She'll be alright. Tink has taken a liking to her gutsy ways."

I exhaled slowly, still not sure.

"Moira," his voice was a low murmur. "We'll all have such great fun."

The corners of my mouth perked a bit. "I suppose just this once...."

His loud laughter was there once again. He lead me quickly down winding paths and I heard rustlings and mysterious noises of the wild all along the way. We stopped promptly. There was just a second's notice before the screening of my eyes was lifted and I was pushed quite roughly down a chute. The wind was knocked out of me and my howls were cut off. It took but an instant before I landed in a heap on the dimly lit flooring of the messy little hut in the earth.

Peter landed only seconds after I did, with a running start. His whole face was glowing with glee. He reached his hand out to help me up from my crumpled position. I took it and he, with a quick jerk of the arm, stood me upright. Even with being away from civil life for so long, he managed to remain mannered, in the most basic form. I dusted myself, in an effort to keep my white nightgown clean. It was an attempt made in vain and I ignored the dirty stains.

"Didn't I tell you it'd be fun?"

"I suppose it could be considered as such."

He scrunched his nose at my words. He obviously thought it was the most amazing way to transport oneself. I forced myself to at least not frown. Not only was glowering considered unladylike, but I was already aware how another person's actions and emotions could affect Peter, for he was even younger in spirit than in age.

I began tapping my foot waiting for Angela to come tumbling in, as I had. When it had been a couple minutes, I started getting worried and interrogated Peter with growing concern. He didn't seem to take any interest, but instead was frolicking about playing his pipes. 

He took a break to answer them all with, "They'll be here soon. They've probably just taken a trip to something they'd both like. Not the mermaids, but maybe to see this tiger that is actually quite tame. And Tink would know..."

He continued speaking, but I couldn't really hear what he was saying. Finally, I couldn't sit around for even a second more.

"Where's this tiger?" I interrupted. It was very rude of me, but the situation was compromising my polite demeanor.

"They might not be where the tiger is, you know."

"Well, I'm going out there. I'll see what they're up to, since you don't seem to be at all interested in helping." I gave a small frustrated huff and stomped out. I looked back a final time to see him shrug his shoulders and continue playing his stupid tune.

I rushed out from underneath the large tree, my eyes peeled for long brown hair in the wind. Winds that were staring to pick up. Water droplets started falling with rapidly increasing density. "Angela!" I tried to keep my voice calm, but the way it was eerily silent after the rainfall, made me start to panic and run about like a mad man. "ANGELA! TINKER BELL," my cries echoed around me. The clouds above were moving at a speed much faster than their normal rate. "ANGELA!!! This is serious! Angela... COME HERE!" My voice cracked in an unnoticeable fashion and I saw the sky was a frightening color I'd never witnessed before. It was green and black, darkening by the second. My next calls were carried off by the wind. 

Finally I saw them break out from the trees, laughing. I couldn't be sure that Tinker Bell was laughing, but she was flipping about in the air, which I took to mean that she was happy, at the very least. 

"Angela!" I had started crying and I was now sniffling.

"Oh, Gwendy, you should've seen—" she broke off from her sentence and quit laughing. "What's the matter, Gwendy? Is there something wrong?"

"Never mind that, we have to get inside!" I ushered her into the underground home as quickly and safely as I possibly could. 

By the time we were back below ground I was fuming. I was furious with Peter. So furious that I wouldn't have stopped any snarky remarks from Angela. I ran to him and started pounding on his chest. I was nearly screaming. "How could you not do anything? My baby sister almost died and you were perfectly willing to let it happen!"

I continued to pound with my fists, until I started sobbing and crumpled to the floor. One of my hands was covering my face whilst the other raked the hair back from my face. Peter knelt down onto the floor, facing me. "What do you mean, I'd let it happen? I'm not an animal! She's fine, alright? Don't yell at me." 

I looked up at him with a white hot hatred burning my eyes—a hatred hotter than my tears. "Don't defy me! I know what I saw out there! Don't tell me she's just fine! Because she could've been a whole lot worse than fine," I was yelling between clenched teeth and I felt the snot escaping my nose.

Peter's eyes were now glistening with fresh tears of his own. "Well, if you're so sure you saw something awful out there I'll go see for myself."

"No! Don't do that, Peter." Even though I was infuriated with him, I couldn't let him go out there. I still heard the occasional rumbling from above. And then it clicked. "It's a tornado."

"Well, you could've mentioned that before, Moira. I can defeat one of those just as easily as I defeated Jas. Hook!" He took out his dagger and gallivanted toward the exit.

I grabbed onto his shoulder. "Peter, I'm being dead serious! You can't go out there. You'd be a fool to do that!" I was surprised the words hadn't come from Angela's mouth.

They had the opposite affect on him intended. He became even more set on going outside. Angela planted herself in front of him. "Uh-uh, mister! My sister told you to not go out there, and I'm afraid, due to this, I can't let you go any farther." 

My anger fleeted for a minute as I saw my little sister standing up for me in her authoritative way. He spun on one foot and let the other fall heavily. There was a pout on his face and he went over to his bed by the wall, angry and blowing on his pipes. Even Tink couldn't get him to cheer up. When she fluttered around his face, he would glare at her and turn away.

I wiped my nose on my sleeve and took Angela in my arms glad that she was still alive and well. We busied each other with hand games and I told her stories. I think I even caught Peter listening in on some of them. We went on like this, even after the roaring outside subsided. We continued so long, that we both ended up closing our eyes for only moments and fell fast asleep, slouched atop one another.