Peter pans my brother

Chapter 9

In my defense he deserved it you don't just send people to kidnap little boys, I mean, if you'red gonna do it do it yourself.
"What was that for," Peter roared, holding his bleeding nose.
"YOU DON'T JUST GO AROUND KIDNAPPING PEOPLE! DO YOU KNOW HOW WORIED HIS PARENTS ARE!"
Pan flinched as I stalked toward him. I guess I'm a scary person, anyway, as I was walking towards him I tripped over a branch.
Peter had to stifle his laughter as he helped me up.
"Are you okay?" He asked only mildly concerned.
"You know, your great at this big brother thing." I said suddenly angry.
Peter sighed, "I know I'm not the best big brother, but give me a chance please." He said as looked at me with pleading eyes.
I sighed and nodded my head laying on the log I was sitting on. I must have fallen asleep because next thing I know Peter is tucking me into his bed. I'm just about to fall asleep again when Peter kisses my forehead and whispers a soft 'I love you.'
I smiled maybe, just maybe, I could get used to this brother thing.