"Hello?" She called again in her regular voice. Nobody replied, so she descided it was just her imagination. She continued her tune softly, a more comforting song than before. She washed the last of the Shampoo out of her hiar adn stepped out of the water carefully. She took the baggy shirt off and threw it over a branch, laying down in the long grass. She adjusted the bathing suit. It was weird having her chest supported as opposed to wrapped tight down. With a quiet sigh, she took out a brush and began running it through her hair, drying it so soft to the touch. It hung just below her shoulders, and she didn't want to cut it. She should have, but it was her reminder of her sister; She'd brush her hair all day back before the War started.
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IC: Twink stopped twirling her hair and followed luke. She was excited about going swimming. "Who all do you want to get?"she asked "I'm sure TJ and Prongs are just lounging around somewhere"she said with her big smile. "Also Luke do you know how to play music?"she asked. She looked around to see if she could spot Prongs or TJ. She started twirling her hair again not realizing
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Prongs finished with packing and turned just in time to spot Twink looking at him. "Hey Twilight!" He yelled, rushing over, "Staring at me? You miss all this already?" He gestured to himself with a crooked smile that was really handsome. He ran a hand through his hair, making it look like he had just jumped out of a tree. He didn't wait for a reply, but wrapped an arm around her waist. "Where we off to to party tonight, Moony?" He asked her.
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"Me and Luke where going to go swimming before it was time to eat.Dooo you wanna come with us?"she asked looking up at him. She was almost certain he would say yes so she didn't know why she was asking. She looked around to see if she could spot TJ. he was almost always with prongs trying to keep him out of trouble. She gave up when she didn't see him and looked up at Prongs. "Also I wasn't staring at you"she said "I was looking for you there's a differance."she said with a smile about to take his arm from around her waist.
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When Peter didnt recieve a reply from Wendy he heaved a heavy sigh. It was going to be all to soon when his eighteenth birthday came around and he would be forced to leave the Lost Boys with their new Peter. But until that time he was going to lead them to the best of his abilities. "Come along then." He chuckled and trotted out of the hut. Almost instantly a bright smile touched his lips and his brilliant brown eyes that were hidden under contacts twinkled playfully. He burst from his treetop hut and let out a loud rooster call. The call signaled that it was time to eat. He recieved whoops and bird calls back. Peter raced across the bridges as a fighttening pace.
"Heck yeah, there's a difference!" He yelled, picking her up with the other arm, "One, you're admiring me form afar, the other, you wanna get up close and personal!" He kissed her cheek and turned to Luke. "Hey, how 'bout we go after dinner? Make it a night under the stars?" He smiled crookedly, setting Twink on her feet and spinning her in a circle. "Maybe you and your little girlies could even plan a dance under the stars. Cut up some extra clothes and get pretty for me?" He let her spin out of his reach and let his hand stay where hers left it. "How 'bout it, Twilight? Night with the Stag?" He puffed outhis chest and pulled the toe of his shoe back like the great four-legged majestic creatures he saw sometimes. He would love to hang with the Lost Boys and just act like the immature freaks living off the land that they were.
TJ gasped at the call and scrambled to change. She grabbed the wet clothes under her arm and ran back to the Pirate Ship. She made it back just in time to join the croud going to eat. She got an unfamiliar stare from someone and swore under ehr breath, running behind a tree. She put her hat on and tucked her ponytail under, slipping back into the croud. She needed to be more careful!
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Twink blushed deeply when he kissed her on the cheek. She looked down and let him have his fun. She waited a moment for her blush to get uncontrol before she looked back up at him. "Depends whos gonna play the music?"she asked circling him thinking. She twirled her hair as she walked and thought. "I won't dance for just anyone. Plus where would I get the clothes to cut up anyway?"she asked when in truth she would dance anytime music was playing she couldn't help it and she did have something to wear. It was a green dress she kept in her bed under her pillow. She kept it for specail events and hardly got a chance to wear it.
OOC: Ebony said they had to wear guy clothes so lets jsut say she's been wearing pants and shirt the whole time
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OOC; Just to mention i am pretty sure i made a whole mess of things that were confusing but "Pirate Ship" Is the builing in which Hook and the pirates live. Its quite a few miles from the treetop huts that Peter and the Boys live in =D
Peter was the first to burst in the banquet hut. He laughed largely as he raced and jumped on the long table that could sit everyone at it. The Lost Boys piled and pushed their way in to the room laughing and teasing eachother. Peter walked up and down the table greeting and teasing each one with his charismatic laughter. He felt as though he was a special Peter Pan. The last one wasnt anywhere near as fun. He was all about taking down Hook. Yet when Josh had gone from being just Josh to being Peter, things changed. The halls were filled with hope and laughter. "Lost Boys!" Peter shouted out, "We have bested Hook once again! Hook is a cod fish!" he called and all the present Lost Boys laughed and called back, "Hook is a cod fish, cod fish, cod fish! Hook is a cod fish!" Peter basked in the warm laughter of teh Boys. With dramatic emphasis on certain words he called, "And what, boys, do Peter and the Lost Boys love to catch?!" He recieved laughter and shouts back, "Cod fish!" Peter jumped and danced on teh table for the boys to laugh and have fun with. "Let us eat so we can fight the cod fish again!"
Keir sighed, quickly returning back to the hideout. He knew very well that he was the last to arrive, seeing that everyone was already there, laughing an' goofing their foolish heads off. Crossing his arms firmly over his chest like he usually did, he pulled back one of the chairs, leaning against it. One of the members passed him by, scurrying quickly to the other side of the large hut, as if though in a hurry. The boy's dark pupils were narrowed like a cat's when he noticed a strand of long hair sticking out from underneath the member's hat.
Shrugging off what he noticed, his eyes quickly averted to the leader of the group himself, and huffed in an annoyed manner. "A'right, Peter, you can stop, now. We get the point; Hook is a fish. A cod fish." Boy, Keir sure liked to emhasize his words. He glared at them all, wishing they would just listen to him. For once, at least. Of course, no one could hear him over all the incesant chatter.
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Peter sent the rather grumpy boy an almost evil smile, his hazel contacted eyes were deathly cold for a moment. "Well Shorty, if you dont like joining in on the fun, you dont have to eat either." Peter ran down teh length of the table to the very and and jumped from it to his rather large kingly chair. It was made of wood and carved with fanicful creatures. It looked like the kind of chair a leader would sit in. Peter admired for a moment as he carresed the arm of the chair, at how many other brave children had given up their trueselves and their true names to become Peter Pan. Josh wasnt the first, and if the war didnt end by his brithday, he wouldnt be the last. Peter snapped back to reality but his eyes still lingered in a dream world. "Bring out the food!" He called. Many younger children brought out the spoils of raids that he and the Lost Boys had made. He sat down gingerly in the kingly chair and thought for a moment. One of his booted feet was propped on the chair's seat and he draped one of his long arms over it. With the other arm he leaned on the arm of the chair placing the side of his face on his curled fist.