Peter Pan imagines

Saving Peter from drowning

Neverland was home to many creatures: fairies, mermaids, children, and pirates. Many could come and go, but the children would often stay. One of them was well known amongst everyone, -he was the first child to have stepped on the island. He was brought up by a fairy and could fly without pixie dust. There is a rumor that he might be a fairy, but his name was Peter Pan.

He became beloved by every creature and the island itself. Pirates, on the other hand; they feel quite the opposite, especially to one, Captain Hook.

During one particular battle, Peter was bested. He was tied up both hands and feet - which were tied to an anchor. They pushed him down into the water so he wouldn't be able to fly. Into water where mermaids weren't for miles, he'd be dead by the time one found him.

He sank deeper and deeper, struggling with no use. He couldn't call out for anyone - he would die. Minutes ticked by, and he was losing air.

He was starting to lose vision.

A mess of h/c flowed in the water as her t/c pushed her along. She stopped, jerking her head back to reveal her face and pretty e/c eyes.

Peter was barely hanging on. He couldn't see anything now.

Her wet lips pressed against his, sealing out any water from going in as she gave him her breath. Peter's vision slowly returned as he felt himself being pulled towards the surface. His ginger hair, almost a dark brown from being damp, stuck to his face. He spluttered and coughed up salty water, replacing it with oxygen. He felt the ropes move against his skin and loosening as he was readjusting.

"Thank you, Y/n, - right?"

"Yes."

He offered her a gift, to which he sprinkled pixie dust on her tail, and it changed. Peter helped her up onto her feet.

"What happened to my tail?"

"You will get it back in the water, but when you wish it, you will have legs when you're completely on land."