《The Lost Princess (Peter Pan OUAT Fanfic)》'Chapter 2 - The Lost Girl
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I sat down in the sand on the beach. I felt so lonely. I had the lost boys and all, but something was missing.
"Love maybe?" I thought, "No, I'm incapable of love."
"Friendship? But I have the lost boys."
"A pet?" I stopped myself, "Come on Peter now you're just being stupid."
"Peter! Peter!" I heard someone call.
I turned around to see Jack's fiery red hair and smiling face.
He looked out of breath.
"What is it Jack?" I asked slightly annoyed my peace had been ruined.
He seemed a bit taken aback by my slight rudeness.
"Felix wanted to see you." He answered still smiling.
"Why didn't he just come here himself?" I continued to question him
"I don't know? ask him yourself." He smarted.
I stood up and looked down at him, gritted my teeth, and threatened, "If you use that mouth of yours in that way one more time you might not have one."
His eyes widened and he nodded.
"Now go get Felix!" I ordered.
He quickly ran off into the distance.
After about five minutes I felt Felix's presence.
"Nice of you to show up." I announced sarcastically.
"I'm sorry. It's very important." He said.
I turned around and asked, "Alright, what is it then?"
"Well the shadow is off to get another lost one."
"And that's important why?"
He was just wasting my time
"Well I don't think they're a," He paused, "boy."
"Are you saying it's a girl?" I inquired.
"Well there's no way in telling for sure, but everything seemed a bit off." He answered.
"A lost girl?" I thought, "I like the sound of that."
"The shadow told me she'd be here tommorrow morning." Felix stated.
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"Well let's prepare the boys then."
When we entered the camp all of the boys were doing what lost boys do best, having fun.
"Come on boys!" I shouted.
They each got in a line from oldest to youngest.
"Alright let's do a role call!" I announced.
"Felix!"
"Here!"
"Hunter!"
"Not here!"
I stared at him with his smug little smile for a while and moved on, "Connor."
"Here!"
"Drake!"
"Here!"
"Colt!"
"Here!"
"Brayden!"
"Here!"
"Oliver!"
"H-here!"
"Jack!"
"Here!"
"Mitchell!"
"Here!"
"Ben!"
"Here!"
"Alright!" I started, "Seeing as we're all here I'd like to make an announcement. There's a new lost one coming!"
They all cheered loudly except for Oliver of course.
"Alright, alright settle down boys!" I ordered.
After they were quiet I continued, "The thing about this new lost one is that they are not a boy "
"So it's a girl?" Mitchell asked.
"Well look who's a smart one!" I exclaimed sarcastically.
He looked down in embarrassment.
"Yes we will be having the first ever lost girl!" I announced.
The boys were mostly quiet except for a few murmers.
"Now there will be some rules that will be put in place when she gets here." I declared.
I noticed Hunter and Drake smirking.
"What this means is," I looked directly at the two, "No touching unless it's in a friendly way, You will respect her space and feelings, and no harming her unless I say different!"
The boys were still looking at me. Most of their expressions were unreadable.
"If any of these rules are broken there will be some serious punishments. Have I made myself clear?" I asked.
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"Yes Peter!" They shouted in unison.
"You are now free to go!" I declared.
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I made my way down to the beach and awaited my package.
After about a half an hour of waiting I saw a black dot in the sky.
They approached and I could see her I'm his arms.
Suddenly he dropped her. I ran to catch her just before she hit the ground.
She was out cold and I could finally get a good look at her.
She had wavy light brown hair with some of the brightest blue eyes I had ever seen in my life. Her skin was very pale, but that could have been from her being passed out. Her lips were just the right amount of pink and she had a tiny, little nose.
I set her down in the sand in front of me and waited for her to wake up.
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