All the magic (OUAT Peter Pan)

Chapter 80: Drama and Remembering

"Who's Malcolm?" Hope asked him.

Peter sighed, "Kinda me but also not. It's complicated. I wasn't always this handsome, powerful boy that you know. I grew up in the Enchanted Forest a long long time ago, and my name was Malcolm. My father sold me to a blacksmith when I was old enough to work, so when I was around twelve. I worked there for twenty years till I met a woman named Fiona. She was looking for a way out of the village just like me. It was an awful place.

"We decided that we would leave together. She knew a blacksmith could make a lot of money if he was skilled, and that's what she wanted, money. I just wanted my freedom from the smith's shop. I never felt anything for her, and neither did she. We got married as that was the only way I could leave the shop, marry, and start my own shop. Fiona's parents gave us money to start our life and for me to get my own shop. The people around us began to talk about us not having a child, so we had a child, a little squirming boy." Peter scrunched up his face thinking about it.

"His mother left, and I was stuck alone with him right after he was born. I was a really, really bad father. When he was six, he got a magic bean. I came to Neverland in my dreams as a boy, so we came here to get a fresh start. I tried to fly, but I couldn't. I climbed one of the trees to get pixie dust, but it didn't work. Shadow found me and told me what I needed to do. I let it take my son, and I became a child again, I became Peter Pan. The moment my son left, I regretted letting him go."

Hope was speechless. "This is a lot to take in. You, you were, are married? And have a son? That story sounds familiar, father leaving son, it's a shame. Bae's father did the same thing to him. Left his son for the magic he wanted. His dad was-"

"Rumplestiltskin." Peter nodded slowly. "I know. Shadow gave me very in-depth reports of Storybrook goings-on while the curse happened, and after, when he could get a closer look. I'm sorry about Baelfire; he was a good Lost Boy. Where do you think he got it from? Baelfire left Henry, Rumple left Baelfire, and I left Rumple. Rumplestilskin is my son, Hope."

"Fuck." Hope mumbled, putting a hand over her mouth. Her fingers drummed on her cheek for a moment. "Rumple was my uncle during the curse and, pretty much adopted me after. So you're kinda you kinda not you's son is my adoptive father. Okay. Yeah, we can work with this. Just takes a moment to get used to."

Peter nodded. "I know, it's crazy. But it's no actual blood connection. I'm not really Malcolm. When I stayed here for good, I became someone else. Think of it like your curse self vs your normal self. But instead of losing memories, I got eternal youth, good looks, and to rule an island. We okay Lost Girl?"

She took a breath and nodded. "Yeah, we're okay, it's just whoa. I know it's not blood and you aren't Malcolm, just weird."

Peter got a bit of a smirk. "I know what might take your mind off of this. It's late, and the stars came out just for you." He told her as he flicked his wrist, and the few clouds that were left dissipated. Hope saw Neverland seemed more normal. Less of the chill dampness, and everything seemed more alive again. "Let's go look at the stars on Dead Man's Peak? You must be exhausted from your day. In the morning, we can surprise the boys with you being home. What do you say?"

Hope yawned slightly before nodding. "You have no idea how tired I am. Losing Bae, and then... Henry!" She yelled, standing up. "Peter, did a new boy come here today? These people, Greg and Tamara, stole Henry and brought him here. We have to find him!"

"Hey, hey, hey," He told her softly, holding her shoulders. "Henry's fine. Felix found him walking around the island after he ditched the grown-ups. He is having fun with the boys." Hope didn't look quite convinced. "Come on, Lost Girl, you know our boys. I promise, your little brother is safe and gonna be having a blast in Neverland. Please, can we go stargazing for a while?"