“Second to the right, and straight on until morning.”
That was the way to the Neverland, Peter said. But even birds with maps could not have found it that way. For you see, Peter just said whatever came into his head.
Wendy, Michael, and John flew though the air in their nightclothes. They followed Peter without question. Sometimes it was dark. Some-times it was light. And now they were flying far out over the sea.
How long had they been gone? The children could not tell for sure.
Finally Peter stopped. “There it is,” he said.
The children stood on tiptoe in the air to see. A million golden arrows pointed toward an island. It seemed so familiar. Like home after a long vacation.
They flew toward the island. Then something seemed to push against them. The golden arrows disappeared. The island grew dark and unfriendly.
“The pirates have spotted us,” Peter said.
“They’ll see Tinker Bell’s light!” cried Wendy. “Tell her to put it out.”
“She can’t,” said Peter. “It only goes out when she falls asleep.”
But John had brought his tall black hat. Peter hid the fairy in that.
Just then the pirates fired their cannon into the sky. The blast scattered the children across the darkness. Wendy found herself alone with Tink.
It is important to understand one thing. Fairies are very small. They have room for only one feeling at a time. Sometimes it is all good. Sometimes it is all bad.
Tinker Bell was so jealous of Wendy! She was filled with bad hateful feeling. From the tips of her wings to the tips of her toes!
Tinker Bell darted this way and that. “Come with me to safety,” she seemed to say.
Wendy did not know that Tinker Bell hated her. So she followed the little fairy.
