Magic Mirror

The Beginning in the Reflection

"Role call!"

"Slightly!

"Nibs!"

"Cubby!"

"Tootles!"

The young red head, Peter, made a confusing face as he looked around "Where're the the twins?"

Soon, two identical little boys wearing racoon costumes ran into the tree house and saluted as the others "We're here!" One said as the other nodded in agreement "Yeah we're here!"

"Alright! Now that everyone's here, we can head to the indian village!"

The younger boys cheered, excited to eat and dance with their friends. Without much of a warning, the younger boys charged out of the tree house, chanting "Let's eat!"

Peter smiled and then blinked, realizing that someone else was missing. "Tink? Where are you?" As soon as he turned around, a bright yellow glow shot across the room, circeling his head once or twice before stopping at eye level to her friend. "There you are Tinker Bell! Come on, the boys are waiting for us!"

The small fairy shook her head and pointed back to where she was.

"Huh? What is it?"

Tinker Bell flew a few feet back, motioning Peter Pan to follow her. Once he started following her, she flew further back until finally they ended up in the back on of the tree house--a place that Peter had forgotten about.

"What is it Tink?" Peter looked around curiously in the poorly lit part of the home, following his bright friend.

Finally, the fairy stopped moving and pointed to a tall object. Peter tilted his head and stepped closer to it. "What about it?"

Tinker Bell just kept jestering to the mirror, as if mimicing what she wants to say.

Seeing how determined his friend was, Peter took a closer look, only to realize it was a mirror. It was so dusty, that he could hardly tell and his reflection was completely blurred. He whiped the dust from the mirror and sneezed in response. After scratching his nose, he starred back at Tinker Bell "What about it? Do you like it and want to move it?"

The small lady shook her head, frowning that her attempts to talk were failing. She pointed towards the mirror again and then flew over a bit, mimicing someone looking into the mirror.

Peter was utterly confused what she was trying to say. He looked down to ensure that his shadow was still in contact.

"Peter! Where are you?" a young boys voice echoed.

Peter turned around and noedded "I'm coming!" He turned to Tinker Bell, who had a shock expression that soon turned to a sour frown "Sorry Tink, I'll figure it out later." With that the young boy swiftly flew to his other friends that were waiting outside for him.

Tinker Bell kicked the air and folded her arms in a pout. She looked back towards the mirror and eyed it, growing closer to it. Once she was merely a centimeter away from it, the dust his her and she sneezed, making her fly back quite a few feet away. The fairy growled and huffed, giving up whatever she thought had seen in the mirror. She quickly flew ahead to catch up with her 'friends' that had left her.