More kids were getting dropped on the beach, she didn't know what to do. "This is so confusing!" she thought.
(As a fairy/Pixie you should already know why and ummm problably fear pan. Just to let you know.)
(Yeah but all at once is…. overwhelming…. she's tiny.)
(It happens every year……… she would of already gotten use to it.)
Wren got up and dusted herself off. There were some boys and a girl here too.
The shadow grabbed Tori, she was flying through the air, she landed on the ground with a thud. "What the f-!" she said, but then of course hit the ground.
(I should problably add in No swear BECAUSE THERE ARE LITERALLY INNOCENT CHILDREN HERE!!)
Elliot stood almost as soon as he hit the ground, and saw Fynn first. He walked over to him. "Hello~ how are you?" He asked, and extended a hand.
Fynn sat up, shaking the boy's hand. "I'm…I'm good I think? I'm not sure." He used his other hand to run his fingers through his tangled hair. "I'm really confused right now…"
Charlie sat on the edge of her bed, restless as ever as her younger sibling's soft breath's filled their room. They were all cuddled against each other, having fallen asleep after Charlie had told them a story. One about great pirates, fairies, mermaids, and a band of misfits. A rapping noise on her window broke through her thoughts.
"Who's there?" She called out, as she pushed herself up and walked towards it slowly. A unison of whispers filled her head. Quiet and eerie, like a thousand voices speaking at once. Open. Open it. Open it Charlotte. It continued to repeat the same words over and over again.
Elliot sighed and nodded. "I'm actually quite confused at the moment as well." He said looking around. "Toto, I have a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore." He quoted.
Wren scanned the shore looking for a pebble. If she could touch that shadow, a pebble could too.
"Well as starters, I'm Zoe and I don't know what I'm doing here." She spoke out loud.
"That's from The Wizard of Oz." Fynn pointed out, standing up and brushing the sand off of his body.
"No." Charlie replied firmly, crossing her arms over her chest. She reached down and slowly grabbed her coat from off the ground. Whispering laughter filled her head. Oh, oh! Peter will like you! Stubborn, headstrong, yes. . . The small voices said as they continued to giggle.
"What do you want?" Charlie asked again, glancing over at her siblings and making sure they were okay. We have a place, like the story you told your little brothers. . . magic! Fairies! Mermaids! They whispered hurriedly, small giggles echoing through her mind. You can come too! Come, come! Open the window, Charlotte.
"Me neither." Wren stated, holding up a good looking pebble.
Elliot grinned at him and did the finger guns motion. "Yes, it is my dear amigo!" He said, and stood straight, crossing his arms. "Do you have any idea where we are? 'Cause I don't."
As if in a trance, Charlie walked towards the window as she grabbed things from her room. A coat. A leather pouch with a book in it. A pocket knife. Come, come, Charlotte! Keep coming. . . The voices continued to whisper. She watched a shadow flick by near the other side of the room.
"Who are you?" Charlie asked, holding her knife up and fumbling to open the latch on the window. It doesn't matter who I am! I'm here to bring you to Neverland! The voices laughed in unison. Open it. Charlie managed to unlock the window, and the next thing she knew, she was engulfed by a black shadow.
"We're in Neverland. At least thats what he told me." She tried to explain the best I can.
Fynn shook his head, looking around at where he was. They seemed to be on an island, or at least a peninsula. "I have no idea…Neverland? This doesn't make sense…"
(I gotta brb again srry.)
"Absolutely." Wren said, walking up to him (Grayson). "What's your name?"
After what seemed like centuries, Charlie pushed herself up from the ground, sand sticking to the palms of her hands. She groaned and squinted as blinding light from the sun beat down on her. As she struggled to get up, she saw figures standing and talking near her.
"I'm Gray." Grayson said, picking at the edge of his shirt.
"Wren." Wren said, extending her hand.
"Wh-what. . ." Charlie muttered, squinting as she looked around. The only people that looked close to her age were two boys standing near her.
Grayson reluctantly shook her hand before dropping it. "So.. you all met the shadow too?"
(Can I join?)
//^ same