Peter Pan imagines

Walking On Air

Quick note: I thought this would be a good place to put this story even though Peter is only mentioned. This story was created when Descendents 3 came out. I put it on Tumblr, but I'm also putting it here for you, so I hope you'll enjoy it. If not, that's okay. I'm glad that you are reading my work at all no matter how long it's been!
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"Thank you for coming, Faith!" Jane came over and hugged me.

"Of course! Happy birthday, Jane." I said.

"Thanks." She smiled.

"Hey guys." Chad came over.

"Charming." Jane said.

"Where's Carlos? I'd assume he'd be here by now." Chad asked.

"He'll be here, any minute now." I said, without giving Chad a glare.

"Maybe he forgot." He said.

"Well, they probably took the wrong trail or something." "Or, you know what, they probably don't celebrate birthdays on the Isle, maybe it's a cultural thing.." Jane suggested.

"Or he just forgot." Chad insisted.

"Hey, look, Chad, there's people taking selfies." I pointed out.

"Oh, guys! Wait for me!" he gave Jane the water squirter as he ran away.

"Good riddance!" I said.

Jane started to look worried. I put my hand on her shoulder. "Hey don't worry, he'll get here." She nodded.

''Did anyone save me some guacamole?" Everyone turned to the voice. "No?" Audrey laughs. "Looks like someone forgot to invite me." "I have a gift for you. You'll love this."
She starts singing an unholy rendition of 'Happy Birthday' while putting a sleeping curse on everyone.

Quickly, Jane and I both went into the Enchanted Lake while she wasn't looking. We waited a few minutes before going back to the surface. Jane put some of the water in the squirter.

"We need to find Mal and the others and warn them if they're not already spelled." I mention.

"Good idea, I'll warn Ben and call my mom.'' She says.
We were hiking in the forest when we heard voices. We went closer to see what was going on. Carlos was helping Beast Ben take out a sliver. Jane started spraying Ben with the water, turning him back to his human self. Well..almost.

"Hey!" Carlos said while embracing Jane. "I'm so glad you're alright!'' they both said.

"Well, well, well." We looked over to the goth looking pirate. "Harry Hook..and you, my little duckling are, Ravishing." He smiled. "Okay, uh, ravishing and taken." Carlos said while pulling Jane closer.

"Not her, you mutt." He saunters over to me. "Her." He strokes my hair with his hook. "What's your name, love?"

"I didn't know Hook had a son. I thought he hated children." I said. He gave me a confused look.

"Our parents have history. My name is Faith, daughter of Peter Pan and Wendy Darling." "So, what do you think of me now? Do you despise me?" I question.

"I have no reason to. You'd think I would hate you because of your parentage?"

"So, does that mean we'll be..friends then?" I ask.

"No, because friends don't get to do this." He tilts my head up, and we're inches apart, waiting for my consent, I close the gap as our lips molded perfectly.