(A/N: Clearly I don't own Peter Pan otherwise I would be a multimillionaire with a computer that was SO much better. Thus why no one will sue me because I'm too poor to even feed my cat.)

Robyn wandered into her guestroom and heaved a tired sigh. The fabric of her dress swirled around her feet. She had been playing princesses with her younger cousin and she was decked out in one of her grandmother's dresses that looked about three hundred years old.

The game had ended in tears. Jenny, her six year old cousin had been having a great time when Gavin, her brother older by a year, had run in wearing a suit of all green. He hit her with his "sword" proclaiming he was Peter Pan and she was the evil Captain Hook. Jenny had promptly let out a scream that rivalled a train whistle and ran out of the room yelling for her grandmother. With an evil smile, Gavin had come towards Robyn brandishing his plastic sword and swung at her. Hard.

Robyn lifted the edge of her dress up and looked at the throbbing lump on her shin her cousin had caused. Muttering about weapons in the wrong hands, she reached up to the back of her dress to undo it when a call came from her aunt.

"Robyn, we're leaving! Come take the baby please!!"

Robyn made a sound that sounded uncannily like a growl. "Coming!" she yelled. Without taking off the light green, three hundred year old dress, she ran from the room and tripped lightly down the stairs. Her aunt pushed a bundle that was her baby into Robyn's arms before giving her a peck on the cheek, saying, "We'll be back before midnight dear!" and leaving with her grandma, mom and uncle.

"Yeah, that's it. In London for one summer of my life and I'm stuck at home babysitting." Robyn bounced Emily, her youngest cousin, in her arms. Her grandmother had insisted that the family come for a visit. So she had paid for her children, Robyn's mom, uncle, and aunt, to come and bring all their children, who Robyn was now stuck babysitting.

"Gavin, Jenny, Kyran, Josh, Chris, GET IN HERE NOW!" she bellowed.

Her cousins all ran happily into the room. The stood almost in a straight line. Early on in her babysitting days, Robyn had trained her cousins to stand like this to make sure they were all there and no one had gotten lost. She looked at the clock on the stove. It was 9:38.

"Okay brats, here's the plan: It's almost ten so Gavin, Jenny, and Kyran should be in bed soon." She talked through their protests. "Josh, Chris, you guys can stay up with me until ten thirty, NO LATER, and I mean it this time. Now all of you go get ready for bed and we can have some cereal or hot chocolate before bed. Be back down here in a couple minutes, I'm going to see if I can get Emily to bed."

After several fruitless attempts to make the now screaming baby sleep, Robyn headed back to the kitchen to satisfy her cousins. Grumbling, she handed Emily off to Josh, the oldest of her cousins. He rocked his little sister gently and bounced her until she stopped crying. After giving them all a cup of hot chocolate, she sent the younger ones to bed. Just as she set Emily down in her crib, there was a scream from one of the kids and Emily woke up and started to scream too.

Grumbling again, Robyn headed out of the baby's room to see what was wrong. Chris had shoved his brother Kyran down onto the floor and now five-year-old Kyran was wailing like there was no tomorrow. Letting out a noise of frustration, Robyn handed the baby to her older brother again and picked Kyran up and hugged him gently. Soon he stopped crying and she tucked him, Gavin, and Jenny into one big bed in the room they were sharing.

She took the baby again. "Okay, no more fighting, no more loud noises, no more of anything. Get into your room and read or play quietly until I come in there to shut off the light, you got it?" Both her younger cousins nodded with wide eyes.

This time, Emily decided to sleep and Robyn heaved a sigh of relief. She went into her other cousins' room. They were each already lying on the single beds on opposite sides of the room. Letting out another sigh, Robyn said goodnight, shut off the lights and went to watch TV. After only fifteen minutes, she heard a small voice call her name. Turning her head, she saw Jenny standing there in a long nightshirt.

"I had a bad dream Robby," said little Jenny, using her pet name for Robyn.

"What was it about?"

"It was funny because the crocodile was chasing Captain Hook. Then he started to chase me."

"It's alright Jenny. It was just a dream. There's no such thing as Captain Hook, those are just grandma's stories. I'll come tuck you in again."

Jenny nodded and slipped her hand into Robyn's. She padded along beside her older cousin until they reached her room. Robyn was relieved to see all her other cousins sleeping. As soon as Jenny was in bed again, she slipped out of the room to check on Josh and Chris.

Thanking her lucky stars they were sleeping, Robyn went back down to watch some more TV. She didn't even realize she had fallen asleep until her grandmother was waking her up.

"Come on, dear, I'll take you to your room," she said with her British accent making it hard for Robyn to understand in her dozy state.

She was almost awake when she got to her room. Hugging her grandmother, she went into the room and sat on the window seat after opening the window. England smelled so much cleaner than Canada to her. Robyn just watched as the wind blew the trees around. She thought she saw a shadow crossing the ground but passed it off as being half asleep.

Again, Robyn didn't even realize she was asleep until she was woken. There was a blonde haired boy that looked to be about sixteen standing in front of her. He flashed a quick grin that showed her straight, white teeth. For a moment she wondered if she was dreaming. Usually the boys in her dream were this good looking. But then again, they also weren't fully clothed.

"Hey Tink!" he said. "She's wakin' up!" A glowing ball near his shoulder let out a sound that sounded like bells. He brought up a hand and swatted lightly at it. "Don' be sayin' stuff like tha' Tink! I know who she looks like. Maybe yeh'll be a li'l nicer to this one, eh?"

Robyn's eyes had grown to huge proportions as she watched this boy speak with what, when it stopped moving, turned out to be a small girl. She opened her mouth and let out a squeak that was going to be a scream when the boy clapped a big hand over her mouth.

"Shhh, we don' want the whole house woken up! Yeh gotta be quiet, no screamin' or yellin', got tha'?" Robyn nodded her head, his hand still on her mouth. "I knew yeh'd agree, yeh're a good'un, aren'tcha?" Robyn remained motionless. The boy took his hand off her mouth and put one finger to his lips.

"Who are you?" she asked.

The boy clapped a hand to his head. "Stupid ass I am, eh? Slightly at yer service ma'am!" he said with a bow.

(A/N: Allooo! New story here! I hope you like it; I love Peter Pan SO MUCH! *grabs him and kisses him all over his face* He's my hero! So Review and tell me what you think or you'll taste my squirrelly wrath! I do have squirrelly wrath you know.)