You find yourself on Neverland and meet plenty of new friends. Hoot Owl, she's an absolute goof ball. Then there's Blue Bird, a sweet girl with quite the brain. Hawk is the most mysterious, with long scar running over her right eye, leaving it perma...
"This is absolutely ridiculous," you said as you scrubbed away a blood stain on one of the Lost Boy's ratty shirts. "There's no point to washing these. They're just going to get more dirty." You let out a frustrated huff when the stain wouldn't even fade. "And isn't this place magic? Why can't we just wish new clothes into existence."
"If we used magic to do everything, we would become lazy. That's why Pan has us wash the clothes, clean up our messes, and other small chores," Blue Bird explained as she calmly sewed up some torn trousers.
"This is supposed to be paradise! You should be lazy," you pointed out. Blue Bird sighed and shook her head.
"Not anymore," she sad, a sad, broken tone in her voice. You were about to ask what she meant when she continued. "Anyway, you should be thankful that this bis your punishment. When Gecko first arrived, Pan tied her to a tree."
"He sounds like a joy to be around," you said sarcastically. You sat in silence for a while after, but the conversation wasn't over. "So... tell me more about this... Felix. He doesn't seem so bad."
"Felix is Pan's right hand man. He's easily the most loyal Lost Boy. I don't know much about his past, but I assume Felix came from a rather rough situation and is probably very thankful to be here," Blue Bird explained.
"What about you? What was your life like before you came here?" you asked.
"Oh, me? There's not much to tell about my past. It's not important anyway because it's... well, the past," she said. You frowned at her answer and reached for the next item of clothing to wash, but you only felt grass. You looked at it and found you had finished the pile of clothes.
"Yes! Finally! I'm done!" you exclaimed. You jumped up and looked around. "Uh, which way back to camp?"
"It's that way," Blue Bird began. You ran off in that direction before she could continue. "But you should use this path because it's... safer." Bleu Bird sighed when she realized you had already left. She stared at where you had gone off, then looker back at her work. "The island's getting a little overcrowded anyway." She continued sewing.
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[A/N]:
Me: *takes for-fucking-ever to post a new chapter*
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