《The Tale of a RunAway (Peterpan x reader)》Welcome. . . . Lost Boy?
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The grains of sand itched me awake as i woke up from a daze. I feel more energized than before, streching has i sat up. Rubbing my eyes i see the sprinkling of yellow dust above me. I felt the collar of my shirt beging tugged and i swatted toward it, hitting something.
I glance toward my suit case and reach over toward it. Still to tired to think straight i unclip the hinges and pull out an apple. Not much buts its food.
A jingle of bells fill my ears has i take a bite out of the juicy fruit.I turn head and face a red faced pixie wearing a green dress, tiny green shoes with fluff balls on them. She starts pointing a finger at me and making a bell noise.
I starle back almost dropping the fruit "What the!" i say. I step back and trip over my suit case as the winged creature flies toward me. My cap flies off my head she pauses mid way in confusion. The red is her face emptys and she gives a sour expression.
I sit in the sand , rear aching fron the trip. She flew fastly around me examing my face then crossing her arms. Confuison over welmed me as she stuck out her tounge and flew away.
Finishing off the apple i quickly gather my things and straight my cap on my head. I pull up and walk toward the woods knowing im not alone on this island.
It was so green and vibrant. The trees beutiful shades of green and brown. The grass peaking out from sand that soon moved on to soil.
I walked through this forest memorized at the sight.
Snap!
I herd a twig snap and i froze to listen for any voices.
"Cubby!" i herd someone whisper shout followed by a thunk.
"Owww dont hit me" i herd a whisper back. "Boys,Boys tink said there was a girl on the island , but thats no girl" a another whisper sounded.
Who ever these people are they are to clumsy and loud to bring harm to anyone.
Pretending like i herd nothing i unfreeze and contuie to walk. I contuied to hear rustling behind me has i walked, they still wont give up.
After a good few minutes of this i stopped dead in my tracks and turn to face where i herd the most resent shuffle. "Who's there" i said, if they didnt know i was a girl they sure has hell did now. I herd a few intrested gasps and without thought i ran toward it.
It lead me to a bush and i jumped in arms outstrechted , head first. "MOVE OUT THE WAY!" i herd a boy yell out.
I landed on a boy who i ended up tackling down. He was a round, chubby boy who wore this adorbale animal hide onzie. "Who are you" i speak to him, still having pinned under me.
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"A lostboy" the boy said. Before i could say anything more i booming voice was herd behing me. "We are a lost boys!". I shift off the boy has he quickly ran over to join a larger group of boys in animal hide onzies as well. Above the small , flew a taller boy in so form of green leaved shirt and shorts and a hat with a red feather. He had his hand on his hips and couristy in his eyes.
I stand up relizing i had dropped my suit case before jumping into the bush. "Who are you exatly" the boy flew over toward me and began to cirle around me. "I am a run away" i replied. The boy have me a funny look, "What kinda name is that" he sat in the air infront of me has the lost boys started snickering.
"Thats what i am, not my name" i cross my arms has the boy flew face to face with me. "So, whats a boy like you doing here" he said not able to see my eyes because the cap covered it.
I smiled knowing my disguse had worked then i replie, "Boy, is that all there is on this island" i say kiddingly.
The boy scratched his head and said "Well. . . . Tinks a girl" holding up his index finger like he just solved the worlds hardest question. "Obviously not" i said and the boy lookes toward me, his red hair ruffling has he did.
"Well do you see any other girls here?" the boy said. I pretended to think and then said "Why yes i have".
The boy clapped and sat criss cross in the air. "Well whered you see her?" he asked looking at me.
"Yaah Yeah whered the girl go" the lost boys chipped in.
"Take a guess" i said smartly. Some kf the lost buys frowned and scratched there chin. They shrug and some scartch there head " I dont know " the smaller group of boys replied. The taller bou shrugged as well "You gonna tell us?".
I open my mouth to a flurry if bells has i saw the samer pixie fly in a speedy dash to the taller boy. "The girls right here?" the taller boy said.
"Tink i dont belive you thats" points to me "IS a boy". The pixie names tink flew toward me knocking off my hat.
"We found the girl" one of the boys shouted. "Wait a second, we all saw her at the same time" one of them trails off. "Who gets to keep her?".
I shake my head, has tink laughed.
The taller boy let out a booming laugh, "Itsnt obvouis, i get to keep her im the leader!"
Tink stopped laughing and her face grew red. I look between the boys, there joking ,right? The leader of this bunch held out his hand "Im Peter Pan , the leader of the lost boys, and owner of Neverland!". I shake his hand "Im y/n its been "intresting" meeting you". Peter broke the short hand shake and flew upside down facing me. "What a couris name" he said.
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"We should give her a nick name" one in a grey fox looking hide shouted. "Ya!!" the rest joined in. "Ok ok settle down" peter said and settled onto tbe ground. "What should we call her?"
They started saying names.
After a while of just standing there listening to then shout nick names peter flies up and snaps. "I got it!" he exclaimed "We'll call you RunAway".
I nod, the name was decent and very true.
"Hurray!" the lost boys shout and dog pile ontop of me , no warning.
I lie flat on the ground being crushed by the boys has peter places him self ontop. "Whata say lost boys, do we need a new memeber!" i herd peter shout. "Yeahh!!!!!!!" they all scream. "Whata say run away wanna become a lost boy . . . Well lost girl" ?? I nod yes and gage "Your bonny buts are squishing me get off" .
One after one they jump off and pull me up into the air. "This calls for a celebration!" one shouts. "Lets play a game!!" "Yea!!! but what?". They turn there head toward peter still holing me above their heads. Peter decides and takes his time on it to.
"We'll have a race!" he said "Line up!"
Without questoing we lined up, i grabbed my suitcase while i do so. "Ill let the rookies that you are have a heads up" peter said smartly. The lost boys let out a playfull grunt. "Ha rookie! Ill win this one" a voice called from the line. "In your dreams" shouted another.
"Alright, on the count of 3" peter said.
"1
2
and faster said
3!!!!"
All the boys but peter started running. You take on pursuit after and you have to admit. Most of the lost boys where younger than u and still speed ahead.
Not for long though, you have ran away from you mother in the heart of the town. Years if doging people and drivers gave u a good advantage.
After running for a while, peter flies in side next to the boys and i. One shouts "Thats cheating!!"
"I said a race, i didnt say there was no flying" peter said as he flew circles around the group. I couldnt help but laugh, he was right.
With heavy breaths the boys turn into a clearing where a tree sat. They where runing straight for it.
With the common sense i have, I skip to a stop panting has they climb up and into the tree.
Standing confused, peter shOots out of the tree with a crown on. He crows like a roaster and desends infront of me. "You coming run away?" he said with a childish smile. "I would ,if i knew how" i replie and with out a second he picks me up and flies upward. You wanna scream , but it all happend so fast you couldnt. Before you know it your in a cozy room wIth hammicks and a bed.
"Boys since you all lost! You get to decide where run away gets to sleep" peter said has he settled onto the bed. The lost boys shouted in protest but peter shook his head and held up his hand. "No butts no cuts no coconuts" he responded and the boys soon got to work.
They worked like it was a game. Throwing animal hides onto the ground in the corner until it was fluffy and comfy. There was a pillow and a blanket added and my bed was complete. Peter smirked "Well done boys!" The lost boys shouted and cheered.
I throw my suit case into the corner has the boys and peter do there own think. I sit on the make shift bed, it was actually really nice. The same jingle bells rang im my ear. I look up to see tinker bell , the small pixie. She was flying around my head again.
"Haha rotten tink , she's staying yes" peter says has tinker bell stopped and flew over to him. He could understand her, humpft intresting.
"I take it she isnt a fan" i say smartly and walk over to them. Tink crosses her arms and peter says "Awww She'll get use to ya, tinker bell is just jelous".
"Haha i wouldnt know why" you say in a play tone voice. Tinker bell flies off with a red face into a smaller door way.
After playing and hunting it fades to a dark night sky. The same pretty shine of the stars and the deep purple black sitting against it. The boys settle down on there own acord , no curfew. I curl up, kicking off my shoes and dirty socks. My suit case laided between me and the wall and i soon fell asleep.
As my thoughts loosen and i dirft off into sleep i hear peters voice echo,
"Welcome to neverland lost girl". . .
My voice evades and finishes the sentence
My new home away from home. . . . . . . .
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