Chapter 4

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...And spinning out of control

Walking aimlessly around the forest of large mushrooms, Pan and I tried to find anything that might be of help.

"Can we pause to rest?" I suggest, panting helplessly. Does this boy ever get tired?

Pan stops shortly after looking at me with an odd look in his green eyes, "You're slow."
The way he said it made it sound more of a observation than a statement.

"Glad you noticed," I reply sarcastically, still recovering.

"Hm..." He hums in response.
I didn't know if that was a bad 'hm' or a good 'hm' so I said nothing more.

"We'll rest." He adheres, saying 'we'to lessen the blow on my ego.

"Thank you." I collapse against a tree —mushroom, sorry— in exhaustion.

Pan chuckles, the same look in his wild eyes.

"Pst..."

"Did you hear that?"

"Hear what?"

"Someone's cat-calling us."

"Nobody's cat calling anybody. You're delirious." Pan shot back, sitting against a mushroom a little further away from me.

I suck in my bottom lip, saying nothing.
Out of nowhere, a small box appears next to me. I look around, trying to hide who put it there but Pan was slowly falling asleep and no one was in sight.

I shrug it off, pulling the box closer.

Eat me

I chuckle at the inscription, opening the small box to find several cupcakes all in my favourite flavour, (f/f).

I look back at Pan, my stomach grumbling loudly. He didn't have anything to eat so maybe I'd leave some for him when he woke up.

Giving in to temptation, I bite in a cupcake and that's when things got a little cooky.

(F/f - favourite food)

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