“Forcefield?” asked Peter, “around the planet?”
“Around you two,” The Doctor explained. “No worries though. My TARDIS here shook it loose.”
Peter Pan and Tinkerbell’s face had a curious expression. Curious in that it was not curiousity that it held. Curious in that it was concern, dubiousness mixed with a bit of fear. Their faces weren’t meant for all of that.
“Right then, onward and upwards”
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“A youth of discerning taste. A troublesome scamp, troublesome yes, but not evil our Peter Pan. As someone who knows quite well what is to earn banishment, what terrible crime could you two possibly have done to leave you locked out to die? And to whom?”