The next day Wendy's father was much better than before as she saw him sitting on the couch in the living room reading the latest newspapers. Wendy smiled to herself and happily walked down the staircase toward the kitchen to help her mother in anything needed.
"Good morning mother, anything I can help with"
"Good morning dear, and yes please put this on the table and come back for your brother's plates"
Mrs. Darling smiled at her daughter and handed her a big bowl of Eggs, bacon, and pancakes. Wendy nodded and carefully placed the plate on the table where she would sit and came back to the kitchen two more times for her brother's plates. When finished she placed 3 glasses of orange juice next to each plate.
"John, Michael come downstairs this instant" Mrs. Darling hollered to the 2 sons of the family who were upstairs at the moment.
"Yes, mother" Both boys hollered back and seconds later came rushing down the staircase, sitting down on their regular seats ready to eat.
"George, please come join us"
"yes, dear"
Once everyone was settled in their seats, you could start eating. John and Micheal might as well devoured their meal in seconds while I fished in a neutral pace. Mother and father were the last ones to finish as both were discussing different daily occurrences which the young couldn't understand. When finished everyone gripped their own plates and took them to the kitchen for Mrs. Darling and Wendy to clean.
After Wendy's daily walks around the park in the mornings after cleaning, she went straight upstairs preparing another story for the lovely orphanage kids she would go to daily. How happy she became when she told her stores and watched how their faces filled with happiness and yearning for what happened next. It filled her heard and day always.
Peter Pan Pov:
A young silhouette of a young man could be seen in the air flying gracefully in the beautiful night sky of London. If you looked up for a split second you would see me but none ever did. Nevertheless, I didn't mind and kept flying to my destination. Darling residence. A smile adorned my face as I thought of a specific darling though it disappeared as quickly as it came.
A while later I finally made it. Opening the huge balcony doors quietly not to wake up one specific girl sleeping upstairs.
"Peter!!"
Micheal yelled I quickly ran and covered his mouth. I put my pointer finger on my lips a way to say"shhh".
"Micheal quiet down remember Wendy's sleeping upstairs we can't wake her"
John scolded Micheal as an older brother should while Micheal said a quick sorry, smiling embarrassedly yet he was happy
I just smiled back and softly flew up to Wendy's room which was attached to John and Michels room too. Once there I couldn't take my eyes off of the beautiful girl that's slept peacefully. Coming a little closer, he could see how at peace she looked lost in the world of dreams.
Only not about him.
"you know we could always bring her to Neverland again Peter, that disaster happened a year ago," Michael said in his cute innocent baby voice standing on one side of his older sisters bed
"No Michael she's still in danger, how do we know if he's still looking for her or not" John explained on the other side of the bed
Though I didn't hear it when the slightest mention of him made my blood boil as I unconsciously clenched my fish and gritted my teeth every time I remember what he did to my Wendy
"See Michael you made him mad, come on Peter lets go before you wake up Wendy and cause a setback"
I nodded and told both of them to wait for me downstairs. When they left I looked back at Wendy and swiftly gave her a kiss on the forehead. Quickly turning around with a smile and flying down the staircase.
Unknown to me, when both brothers went downstairs John scolded Michael once again not to motion Wendy when he was near.
"Micheal Wendy cant ever come to rememberer Peter, okay?"
"okay"
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Lãng mạnA story about a young maiden named Wendy darling who never fell in love with Peter, were the movies never existed and Peter never took her to Neverland, but watched her from the window of her balcony every night when she slept. Or is there more? Di...
