Neverland

7

When I woke up I was still in Neverland, I'm not sure what I expected but I definitely didn't expect to still be here

it was about mid-day and Tink was gone, a flash of panic coursed through me but I settled back down when I saw a note next to my bag, it read 'I've gone to get supplies from the pirates, I'll be back soon'

I folded the peace of paper up and tucked it into my bag, I took this alone time to look around the house, it was small and cramped but it also felt big, there was a cupboard and a few creates stacked up in a corner, the corner I was in way just a large pile of animal skins, there was a large desk sort of thing and a few oddly shaped bottles on top if it as well as some sprawled out papers.

There were lanterns scattered around the place, and there was a large bucket of water by the door.

As I looked at Tink's home the reality of my situation finally settled on me and I started to wonder about my parents, and my brother and sister, they probably noticed I was gone, my mum would have already called the police and my dad would be calling friends,

Tink had said that there was no way back but surly that couldn't be true

I needed my family and my room and my bed, I needed to hug someone

My eyes stung as tears threatened to fall, I wiped them away but more overflowed down my cheeks

My life couldn't possibly end on this island, that wouldn't be fair

I heard the branched outside the treehouse shake and I frantically wiped at my eyes, they were puffy, but I was hoping Tink wouldn't notice

Tink opened the door and let out a sigh, "sorry that took so long it's very hard to jump through trees with a create" she kicked the large create into the house and I had to wonder how she managed to get it here, "there should be some clothes in there for you as well as some weapons we can try out for you" she said cracking the box open

"where did you get all this stuff from?"

"the pirates" she said rummaging through it all, "I trade them alcohol for supplies"

"where do you get the alcohol from?"

"oh them, they're very easy to trick especially because they're always drunk" she said cheerfully, "now look through that and see if any of the cloths fit you"

I looked down at my cloths I was wearing, I guess even if they didn't fit, anything would be an improvement from my pajamas

Picking up the first item of clothing it was a large old shirt, it looked disgusting and smelt even worse, I toasted it to the side and looked to the next item, a pair of dark paints that looked like they might fit

"where do the pirates get these cloths from?" I called over to Tink who was lounging around on the floor

"pirates die all the time, they just recycle them" she said casually

I let a little squeal out and threw the pants to the ground

Tink laughed

"well where do the lost boys get their cloths?"

"the fairy's make their cloths for them"

"fairies!" I exclaimed jumping up

"yes fairies, they're not that exciting, I find the mer much more interesting"

"well can't they make me come cloths?"

"no, they gossip like crazy and peter pan will be on us before you can even ask them"

I huffed and picked the pants up again, I quickly pulled out the first shirt that looked like it would disintegrate as soon as I put it on and turned to Tink

"there's a space behind the creates over there" Tink said sounding distracted by something,

I wondered over into the small space and began to change, the top was far too big but it felt very comfortable in the heat and the dark green tint would help for camouflage, I couldn't tell if it was supposed to be green or if something had caused it to be like that but I chose to stop thinking about it

the pants fit pretty well and were worn enough that jumping around in them would be easy, the shirt was too big but it would do, I came out and Tink was fishing through the box. She looked up and gave me a thumbs up, "now you'll need to learn to fight"