Myst: Hello whoever you are!

Freak: I'm KingdomHeartsFreak!

Myst: And I'm MysteryGirl.

Freak: Replace the KingdomHearts part with a 7 and you get MysteryGirl7Freak.

Myst: First off, we like to thank Ravenfollower13 for allowing us to adopt this story and continue it.

Freak: Second, before we make the new chapter, we are going to update the first chapters you've already read with grammar correction.

*Crowd boos and complains.*

Freak: Knock it off! *crowd stops* We have reasons for the delay! There's a lot of grammar mistakes that's been bugging Myst here.

Myst: Hey, don't pin the blame on me. Besides, we still have to write the new chapter and we are slow writers. Not to mention, we have two other stories going. And the Mozenrath situation.

Freak: We have a Mozenrath situation?

Myst: Yeah, he's trying to get revenge at me for what I said in that one review. Nasty business, can't talk of it.

Freak: Ok. For those who are wondering about our two other stories, we are doing the best we can to get them down.

Myst: But probably not any time soon.

Freak: Enough talk, let's do the disclaimer and get on with the story.

Myst: All right. We don't own Disney or anything that is from it. Nor do we own the idea of this story. It belongs to Ravenfollower13. Again, thanks for the permission, Raven. Enjoy.

The Little Never Land: The Remake Chapter 1

"Letters from Mermaids"

Peter, for once, was listening. This wasn't so surprising because he did listen to others on occasion, but this was the mermaids. The mermaids were telling him a story. That had never happened before. They normally hung on his every word, only speaking in ways to get him to speak more, just so they could adore over his voice. He barely noticed it, but he always was up for telling a good story. But this one was far too fascinating, even for Tinker Bell, not to listen to.

"So, anyways, a little while after Ursula was killed," the blond one continued. Peter had never taken the time to ask their names, and they'd never offered them, so he only knew them by their hair colors. "Ariel had this adorable little girl—"

"Although she looks more like Eric than Ariel, black hair and all."

"And, of course, King Triton, King of the Seven Seas, had to have a huge celebration. We were all invited—"

"And that's why we had to leave, Peter," the redhead droned, almost pleading. "We didn't want to leave, but it was ordered that all mermaids and sea creatures attend the celebration of the king's granddaughter." She gave him a puppy-dog look, as if she'd been kicked. "You're not mad at us for disappearing so suddenly, are you?"

Peter shook his head, his fascination with this tale alight. "No, 'course not! But then, why did the sky turn black and green a while back? You guys disappeared that day, too, what happened?"

The brunette shivered, "At the celebration, Morgana appeared."

"Who's Morgana?" Peter and Tinker Bell asked at the same time, but as always, Tinker Bell only sounded like the chime of bells. Peter understood, but the mermaids addressed the question as if it was only his. Tink was too enthralled to be irritated with them.

"Oh, she's Ursula's sister—"

"And a real pain at that."

"She stole Melody right from Ariel's arms!"

"Just out of nowhere, this giant black tentacle wrapped around the poor thing and pulled her into Morgana's nasty little wart covered arms!"

"And can you believe it, the little baby was still giggling?"

"Absolutely unheard of. But Morgana said she was going to feed Melody off to her giant shark thing if King Triton didn't hand over the trident, and, of course, since she was his granddaughter, he was all too willing—"

"But Ariel! She took her husband's own sword right from his sheath, cutting a rope and knocking a piece of the ship into that disgusting sea witch. Little Melody went flying, and the shark leaped from the water. But just as it was about to eat the baby, King Triton zapped him—"

"Making him the size of a shrimp puff!" The blond howled, laughing. "And Eric saved his daughter and everything, but Morgana threatened to return as she escaped. Ariel, in the end, decided it would just be best if she cut Melody off from the sea, to keep her safe. They built this huge wall in front of the palace, so that nothing could get in, or out."

"But that didn't keep Melody away, no sir! She'd sneak under the wall, without ever getting caught, that is, until she was a teenager. Then Ariel found out about it—something about a necklace Melody had that had belonged to her that King Triton dropped into the ocean—and Melody ran away, ending up right into Morgana's waiting tentacles!"

"She turned Melody into a mermaid for a few days, saying if Melody gave her the trident—"

"Since Melody didn't know King Triton was her grandfather—"

"It would be permanent!"

"They searched all over for Melody, everyone worried sick. But Melody gave Morgana what she wanted, and that's why the sky turned those colors. We disappeared because we were looking for Melody for the king—"

"And we were also frightened," the brunette admitted, sheepishly. "So we were hiding, too."

The blond piped up, "But, in the end, Melody was very brave and saved us! She gave Our King back his trident after stealing it back from Morgana and the wall was destroyed, so the land and sea could be reunited with its princesses once more."

"Ariel and Melody are legends for destroying the only powerful sea witches in the ocean, especially when they were just barely teenagers."

Peter was truly fascinated. "Wow, that's some story…"

*Unbelievable* Tinker Bell agreed. She then noticed the look Peter was getting, and her eyes narrowed. *Peter, you're not thinking of—*

Peter shook his head, "Wouldn't dream of it, Tink. She's a princess…she wouldn't stay, anyways," he added the last part more quietly and Tinker Bell's irritation drained very quickly. She touched Peter's shoulder, sympathetic. Peter had lost two people he was sure would be the perfect "mothers" for Never Land. Both brave, kind, smart, motherly. He was very sensitive about bringing people to Never Land now and Tinker Bell was just learning to get used to this new attitude of his.

"Well, thanks for the story, girls," Peter said, standing. He hovered a few feet above the rock, waving before he took off, the calls of the mermaids fading into the distance behind him. Tinker Bell watched a look of someone with a nick in his heart slowly fade from his face as they neared their home. It was late. They'd been listening to the detailed story of the mermaids all day, and the Lost Boys were bound to be home and most likely asleep by now.

As they flew in, their hunch had been right. It was also clear, from their odd sleeping positions; they'd attempted to stay up to see Peter come back. Peter and Tink shared a look before beginning to put the children in their right beds, cheerfully. Tink used her dust to lift the children while Peter simply used his arms.

"Goodnight, Tink!" Peter whispered, getting into his own bed and began to doze off himself.

Tinker Bell flew to her own private hole. She pushed the leaf aside and began to doze off. She was only asleep for a few hours when a noise woke her and she rose, concerned. On occasion, the Lost Boys had nightmares, and Tink would help them back to a more peaceful sleep. She didn't mind but it worried her. Tink considered herself the older sister of the boys, since she was definitely not mother material. With her figure, she didn't plan on it any time soon. She pushed the leaf aside, putting a hand in front of her mouth as she yawned. The whimpering continued and she looked at each Lost Boy, one by one, to see which one was fidgeting. When she saw the fidgeter, her hand dropped, as did her expression.

Quietly, Tink flew over and examined his face, landing on the bed and peering closer. She dimmed her light, as fairies and pixies could when they needed to, so not to wake him. This had never happened before.

"Don't…leave…" He whimpered, eyes scrunched up. Tink was in shock. This had never happened before.

*Peter?*

At her ring, his eyes sprang open, and he sat up, dagger in hand. Upon seeing Tink, hovering in front of his face with a look of uncertainty, he put the dagger away and peered at her. "What's the matter, Tink? Couldn't sleep?" She shook her head. "Then, what's wrong?"

Tinker Bell looked away. *You were…whimpering…*

Peter looked nervous, after getting over the initial shock that he had been making noises. That was for the Lost Boys, not the leader! He was partially ashamed with himself.

*Do you remember what you were dreaming about?*

Peter scratched his head, attempting to remember. "Ya know, I really don't know," he smiled sheepishly. "Sorry I woke ya for nothing, Tink."

She smiled in return, feeling sick to her stomach. *It's all right. Get to sleep.*

He saluted playfully. "Yes, ma'am!"

Peter lied back down; Tinker Bell pulled the covers over him and let a very tiny amount of her dust fall over him. It lulled people to a happy dream sleep, when used in minimal amounts, and came in handy on occasion. After he'd fallen back into slumber, Tinker Bell flew back to her perch, pausing as she pulled aside the leaf. Tinker Bell turned, looking back at the slumbering boy she'd grown to be best friends with. He seemed content now.

'Don't…leave…'

His words echoed in her head, making her flinch. Tears began to appear in her eyes, but the fairy made no attempt to wipe them away. Instead, she looked from the Never Land Prince to the exit, repeating the action several times before making a decision. She smacked her hand against her face, dragging it down until it fell back to her side. With a tired and irritated sigh, she flew to the door. With a last glance at all of the slumbering boys, she took off as fast as possible.

'I'm doing this for you, Peter,' she thought. 'You're my best friend. I can't see you unhappy anymore.'

And a little light disappeared into the night sky.

"Melody!" Ariel called, shouting as she walked through the halls. She sighed, after hearing nothing. Just then she saw a portly woman walk by and hurriedly asked, "Carlotta, is Melody in her room?"

Carlotta shook her head quickly. "I've not seen her, ma'am, but I haven't been into her room today. If you're looking, it outta be a place worth looking."

Ariel smiled appreciatively. "Thank you, Carlotta."

The servant laughed, "That child. It's a wonder how she just seems to disappear sometimes. She could be a magician!"

Ariel shook her head with a smile. "Tell me about it."

Queen and Servant parted, Ariel heading towards Melody's room. She knocked. "Melody?"

There was no answer. Ariel was about to walk away and try another room when she heard something. Confused, Ariel pressed her ear against the door, listening. Very faintly, she heard sniffling.

"Melody?" She tried again, opening the door this time rather than waiting for a response. The mother gasped.

Melody was lying across her bed, crying. At Ariel's entrance, she turned with a start. Tears were still streaming down her face and she gawked at her mother.

"M-mom," Melody began hurriedly, trying to wipe the tears from her face, in an attempt to disguise her dismay. "I didn't hear you—"

"Sweetie." Ariel shut the door behind her, sitting down next to her daughter on the bed. "What's wrong? Are you okay?" Ariel paused. "I-is this about Jane?"

Jane was the newest addition to the family—another beautiful, young girl, now two-years-old. Ariel often thought Melody would be jealous at the attention her younger sister was getting, but it never seemed to be the case. If anything, Melody spoiled her little sister. But maybe this was what went on behind closed doors, Ariel thought.

Melody looked confused, sniffling. "What about Jane? Is she okay?"

Ariel quickly fixed her mistake. "Fine, but then…what is it?"

Seeing she couldn't hide it any longer, Melody began crying into her mother's shoulder, shaking. "H-he wasn't who I thought he was."

"Who wasn't, honey?" Ariel asked, patting her daughter's back.

Melody pulled away, head drooped. "You remember that boy? The blond one…the merboy?" Ariel nodded. "I thought he liked me but he just wanted…" Melody's tearsbegan to spill over again. "He just wanted me…because I was a princess!"

At that wail, Melody hugged her mom again, who was distraught. Nothing like this had ever happened to Ariel before. She didn't know what to say to Melody.

"Oh, Melody…I'm so sorry." Ariel hugged her daughter. "Is there anything you need?"

Melody shook her head. "No, I'll be okay. I just…I thought he was different."

Ariel looked her daughter's face with a sympathetic expression. "Don't worry, honey. I'm sure you'll find someone much better than a boy who wants to use you. Men can be…" She searched for words. "Very difficult, sometimes."

Melody laughed, feeling slightly better with her mom's comforting words. "Thanks, Mom."

"Any time, Melody." She stood, heading toward the door. "I'll send Carlotta in with some milk and cookies before you go to bed, it's getting a little late, so start getting ready for bed."

"Yes, Mother," Melody said, rolling her eyes with a smile. She couldn't ask for a better family, sometimes, but there was one thing she really could wish for: some fun.

Melody, though she often escaped the castle for the comforts of the calming ocean, would no longer be able to go to the beach without running into…him. She had nowhere else to hide, and she didn't want to just stay in her room all day. After the wall was destroyed, she thought she wouldn't have to be confined to the castle anymore, but it seemed fate just wouldn't allow her to be happy. Life wasn't fun without the ocean and its glory. Things just…wouldn't function right in her without it.

There was a knock at the door. "Your Highness?"

Melody sighed, putting on a smile. "Come in, Carlotta!"

Tinker Bell was having trouble navigating her way through this town. It was unfamiliar, nothing like London, and really big. Someone barely the size of a pencil would and was easily getting lost. There was no wall or any remnants of a wall in sight, which was what she had been hoping to guide her. Eventually, scanning the edges of the beach, she finally saw a looming castle. Rolling her eyes at her own stupidity at not seeing such a large building, she flew toward the taller parts, balconies on all three of them. She flew towards the farthest one on the left, peering around the window to look. She saw two figures in the bed, fast asleep, and turning bright red, she took off to the next one.

This one seemed more promising, with a child-like aura to it. Tinker Bell flew in, looking around until she saw the bed. A small bulge was in it and Tink leaned towardher, examining the girl's face. She was young, and immediately was thrown out as a candidate of Melody when she saw her red hair.

'Although she looks more like Eric than Ariel, black hair and all—'

Black hair, not red, and also, Melody was a teenager, not a child. A child wouldn't stay. A child wouldn't grow up, and would always need to be cared for. Peter wouldn't like her very much. He needed a mother, not someone who needed a mother.

Sighing with irritation, Tinker Bell left the room, flying to the third and final column. If this wasn't Melody, then she'd have no idea where to search next. As she entered the room, this one seemed more…mature. Still playful, with seashells and child drawings (if the illegible scribbles could be considered drawings) most likely from the redheaded infant in the other room, it was…nice. Tinker Bell saw the lump, a teenage sized lump, move around restlessly in the bed. Panicking, Tinker Bell froze, stunned. When it settled once more, the fairy felt relieved.

Feeling she'd examined the room enough, Tink flew over and illuminated herself to see the face of the girl in the bed. Black hair: check. Not a baby: check. Beautiful: double check.

*She's perfect!* Tinker Bell shouted, unintentionally. Immediately she smacked her hands over her mouth, realizing what she'd done. At once, the girl who was believed to be Melody sat up in bed, looking around until she stared, face-to-face, with Tinker Bell.

Her face scrunched up in confusion. "What in the world?"

Melody reached a hand out to touch Tinker Bell, and without delay Tink began to fly out of the room.

"Wait!" Melody shouted, running towards the balcony and reaching her. Tinker Bell stopped and turned to look back at her. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you." Tinker Bell didn't move. "Come back, I won't hurt you."

Realizing she had overreacted, Tinker Bell zipped forward, leaning toward Melody. Tinker Bell pointed questioningly.

"My name? I'm Melody," she said brightly. Tinker Bell's face lit up and pixie dust exploding around her. "And you are?"

*Tinker Bell!* The girl looked confused and Tink frowned. She didn't know how she was going to get her to understand—

"It's all right; I don't need to know your name. Come in, it's kind of chilly out here."

Tinker Bell noticed Melody's bare arms and had goose bumps along the exposed parts of her skin. She quickly followed her inside, feeling a bit cold herself. Melody sat on her bed and Tinker Bell hovered about six inches away from her face.

"So…" Melody began. "Why are you here?"

Tinker Bell began gesturing carefully. She pointed to herself.

"You…"

She pointed to Melody.

"And me…"

She pointed towards the window.

"…Go?" Tinker Bell nodded excitedly at Melody's guess. "You and me are leaving together?" Tinker Bell nodded. "Why?"

Tinker Bell sighed, trying to figure out a new way to explain. She sat down on the headboard, thinking. She then got an idea, pointing to the paper and small pencils. "You wanna draw it out?" Tink nodded. "Go ahead."

Tink darted towards the pencils, lifting them with difficulty, but eventually she managed, well, decent enough drawings. Tink picked them up and flew them back, in order. It was shown like a slide show.

There was a picture of Tink, watching two girls leave.

"Two girls…flew away. Two girls left?" Tink nodded, flipping to the next picture.

Melody stared. "Who is that?" Tinker Bell pointed to the name underneath the face. "Peter Pan? What does he got to do with—"

Tink showed the picture of Peter, asleep, crying, with a little thought bubble of the girls flying away. Melody seemed to understand. "Oh…he misses them, right?" Again, another approving look. She then dropped the papers, waiting. It took Melody a moment to comprehend the situation, but she understood eventually. "So this…this Peter Pan…misses those two girls and you want me to come with you to replace them?"

Tinker Bell spun in the air, showing her excitement. She then waited, grinning, for her answer. Melody looked away, nervously. Tinker Bell's smile dropped, going back into Melody's line of vision with a look of concern. The silent 'what's wrong?' was clear on her features.

"I have…boy issues," Melody began. "This Peter Pan, is he a jerk?"

Tinker Bell looked revolted, shaking her head. She made an 'I wouldn't waste my time with him if he was' gesture and Melody laughed.

"You promise you're not lying?"

Tinker Bell placed her right hand over her heart and the other was raised in the air. *I promise.*

Of course, Melody didn't understand the words, but she got what she meant with the gesture. "But…where are we going?"

Tinker Bell grabbed Melody's finger immediately, pulling her to the balcony. Melody followed, putting a coat over herself before going outside onto the balcony. Tinker Bell pointed, vigorously, to the second star to the right.

Melody looked confused. "We're…going to a star?" Tink nodded. "What do you call it?"

Tinker Bell shook her head, crossing her arms.

"You don't have a name for it?"

She paused, trying to think of a way to say 'never.' She darted back inside, and Melody waited until she came out with a small paper that said, in elegant script, 'Never Land.'

"Never Land," Melody read, looking back up at the sky. "Well…it sounds lovely…but what about my parents? Won't they be worried?"

Tink scribbled in the air. *Write them a letter.*

"A note?" Close enough. "Well…I guess. Wait here!"

Tinker Bell did, her excitement pushing the cold away from her small frame. Eventually, Melody came back out with new clothes, yellow colored shirt and matching pants, and a cloak over her shoulders.

"I stuck a note to my mirror…my parents will understand," she smiled gratefully at Tinker Bell, wiping away a tear. "You have no idea how much I appreciate this. I can't wait! Now, how do we get there?"

Tinker Bell zipped around Melody, covering her in pixie dust. Melody sparkled for a moment before her feet lifted off the ground, and she gasped out loud. Tinker Bell began leading, smiling proudly to herself.

She may not like Melody because she wished Peter could be happy with just her around, but since that wasn't the case, Melody was the best she was going to get. She fit all the qualifications and since Melody has a younger sister to take the throne instead of her, she really wasn't doing anything wrong at all! Peter could be happy with Melody, right? Tinker Bell could learn to get along with her, right? Melody could be a good mother to the Lost Boys, right?

They'd just have to see.

Ravenfollower13:Everyone's got to take someone to Neverland but Tinkerbelle! Captain Hook, Peter Pan, why not everyone's favorite attitude-filled fairy too? It just seemed like something Tink would do: sacrifice a few irritating days so Peter could be happy again.

Myst: Well, it's still the same, but the grammar is fixed.

Freak: If not all, let us know.

Myst: So we'll try to zip through this and get the long awaited 10th chapter up. Right now, let's give a big round of applause for Ravenfollower13 for coming up with this story. *Hands clapping and audience cheering.*

Freak: We'll see you next chapter, fo- *Interrupted by a column of blue flames appearing.* What the heck!

*Flames dissipate to reveal a guy in a blue robe and a flying eel.*

Both: MOZENRATH!

Myst: You gotta be kidding me! How did you find us?

*Instead of answering, he shot a blue beam of magic at her feet, causing her to jump.*

Myst: Ha! We gotta get outta here!

Freak: Run! *They start to run with villain behind them, shooting magic at their feet making it comically cartoonish.* Run like the wind!

The authors were not harm doing the remaking of this story. Until next time. Remember to review to voice your thoughts.