Friends Apart

Chapter 11

Peter froze  at seeing the Lost Boys looking at him weird. 'They got to know  eventually...' "W-Well-" he began, his face turning red. "I can't wait to play a game with her!" "We got some flowers for her!" "I can't wait to show her just how well my archery skills have improved!" "Oh, yeah?! Well I-" "SHE'S IN MY STOMACH!!" Peter yelled, his temper finally snapping over the boys's commotion. The boys froze where they stood and gazed at Peter like he was nuts the moment Peter had finished his sentence. Their faces were ones of complete shock. "W-what did you say?" the twins asked, their voices quivering as they spoke in a muted tone. "In my stomach," Peter repeated, panting in frustration, "Wendy is in my stomach." "Pet- Peter?" Slightly was the first to get his voice back. "Are- Are you telling us that you... you ate Wendy?" "It was an accident, boys. It happened purely on accident." Tootles crawled into Peter's lap, and put his ear to Peter's gut the way one would to a pregnant woman, the other boys soon followed, listening for Wendy's voice through Peter's skin. The redheaded man blushed immensely. This just kept getting weirder and weirder. Wendy could hear the boys on the outside and felt an occasional poke. "Don't be so worried, boys. I'm quite alright." The boys were in awe at how well they could hear her, then started to squeeze Peter around his torso. Wendy felt the stomach press in and she soon found herself being pushed back up Peter's throat. Peter coughed once Wendy was up and out on his hand. Other than being soaked, she looked unharmed. "Let's get you cleaned up Wendy." Peter said. "Peter... could we perhaps...try that again sometime?" Wendy whispered. "Of course, but it can wait for a while. For now, let's just get you out of those wet clothes."