Fire fly from hell

In my dreams we're in love.

Kisses are more magical than magic.

*sighs*

That was not a thimble.

Time to start some trouble *grins*

Slowly she looks over at you and smiles before looking back up at the dark, star filled sky.

“There, just there,” she reaches up with her slender arm and points to the sky, “Second star on the right and straight on till morning. That’s my home. Neverland.”

The look in her eyes is somewhat far away and somewhat sad. Home is a place she cannot go to anymore, banished by the one person she classed as her as her best friend, the one child she had taken to Neverland and made a legend. Peter…Peter Pan.

For her, the Lost Boys, the mermaids, the Indians, the pirates and the other fairies are things she will never see again, all because of Peter and that Wendy girl.

“It’s one of the most beautiful and magical places you will ever see,” looking over at you she smiles so brightly, her perfect beautiful face lit up, “I wish I could show it to you, there is nothing like it.”

List of things to do:

Got back to Neverland and steal Hooks treasure.
Make a plan to steal said treasure.
Buy a book shop and open it up.
Make sure there is a coffee shop in the book shop.
Get new clothes.
Get a BED.
Have fun!

Don't I look Purdy.

*giggles*

what happened to my clothes?

And do you think I look really pretty and grown up here?

She was used to not getting gifts at this time of the year, well none but those from Peter and the lost boys, but this year, even those did not come. Had they forgotten her, did they not even care? Leaning her forehead against the cold glass she let out a sad sigh, he hadn't even come to find her, did she mean so little to Peter, to the others?

Slowly she shook her head and settled herself down on one of the chairs, pulling a blanket up and around her to keep her warm, and setting the book in her lap. Running her fingers over the drawing on the page she felt tears well up in her eyes, she was reading his story, their story, and it made her feel so very much alone in this happy time.

It would not be far from the day that Tink had first found Peter crying and had taken him to Neverland and changed his life, made him famous, gave him what he wanted, and yet, here she was, alone and forgotten.

cross posted to lost_souls_city

Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Let your heart be light
From now on,
our troubles will be out of sight

Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Make the Yule-tide gay,
From now on,
our troubles will be miles away.

Here we are as in olden days,
Happy golden days of yore.
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more.

Through the years
We all will be together,
If the Fates allow
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough.
And have yourself A merry little Christmas now.

*can't stop laughing*

This is so funny!

Taken from Everyone.

01. Reply with a comment and I'll tell you which one I want, either truth or a dare. Dares should pretty much stay within my LJ or LJ-verse, and not be anything that will get us reported to LJ Abuse.

Also, try to keep it to something I can do within one day, absolute tops.

02. I either answer the truth/perform the dare.

03. In return, I get to ask you "Truth or dare?"

He said I have to

Find someone that you don't know and give them self help tips on how to arouse their lover.

Could someone help me with that, cause I don't know how to myself.

You are the beautiful fairy you pride yourself on
your looks and you are narcissistic. But hey
at least your cute. You love pinks and
anything bright but not more than yourself of
course. You will most likely be found in front
of a mirror preening like a bird.


What kind of Fairy are you?
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