What! I think. Why is she glowing and why is she unconscious, I'm pretty sure I heard her scream before.
"Tink? Can you hear me?" I asked. She looked so peaceful unlike normally, I mean I love to the sun and back but she a lot of trouble with a bubbly personality and enough energy for three people.
"Tink?" I ask again this time more softly. She doesn't move. I start to turn away when she suddenly stirs.
"Tink!" I yell and pull her into a bear hug.
"Peter? What happened?" she questioned.
"I don't know, I heard you scream and run here and found you unconscious"
"Oh no" she suddenly paled.
"What is it Tink?"
"Don't worry I'm fine just a little light headed"
I death stare her. "Really I'm fine you need to worry less, you'll get wrinkles from all that stress".
I look down not making eye contact. "You that will never happen" I remind her. "But that's a positive thing right?"
"Yeah but you know the price eternal youth brings"
"Yeah... the kind of price you ran away from".
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My name isn't Peter Pan
FantasyDo you the real reason, Peter Pan went to the Darlings home and were the lost boys really lost? Is Peter Pan his real name and was Tinker Bell always a fairy. (Sorry, I'm terrible at previews and this is my first story so be nice) UPDATE SLOWLY
