Cry baby (Peter pan ouat)

Chapter 5

I have been on Neverland, I have been informed I can't leave without Pan's permission, for several weeks and Pan is progressively becoming angrier and more irritable. He keeps saying that the artifact that protects the island and it's inhabitants is lost in the woods and Pan can't find it. I don't see how something as simple as a misplaced object can make Pan so violent. The other day a lost boy asked to have a campfire and Pan threw him across camp. 

Today, Pan and I are going to search for it. Pan says the artifact is one of Maleficent's talons. Apparently, it can protect or cure anything and some invaders of the island are trying to take it. I couldn't care less if Neverland burned to the ground, but according to Pan, I am his bitch. At this point, I don't really mind. Being someones bitch and having somewhere to sleep is better than being a hobo.

Pan and I were currently venturing through the thick bunches of trees. Eventually, we came to a clear with a light fire and several people conversing amongst each other. The women with raven black hair noticed our presence first, "Come out, Pan!" Pan put his hands up and walked out of the shadows, I followed him. "Who's the girl?" The man with a hook for a hand asked while eyeing me suspiciously. "Oh, her, she's just the daughter of one of you six," Pan said this so nonchalantly while all six looked shocked. Pan had been telling me about some old foes of his, so I was going to try and guess who is who. The women with the raven black hair gave a very powerful, dark aurora ,so I'm going to label her as the Evil Queen.  The man with the hook hand was clearly Captain Hook. The women with the blonde looked very protective over the young boy beside her, so she's probably Emma Swan and the child is the famous Henry Mills. The last two were practically glued to the hip and the women was very pale, so my guess is Snow White and Prince Charming.

"Whose child is she, she in no way looks like any of us?" The women hair looked flabbergasted at the thought of me being one of their children. "Yeah,Pan, who are my parent?" I glared at Pan, annoyed that he didn't inform me that he knew who my parents were. Pan just waved me off and continued his stare down with the alleged 'invaders'. "That is for me to know, you lot to figure out." He once again spoke in riddles. "Come on, love, it's time for us to leave," With that he teleported us back to camp. I simply ignored him and stomped back to my tent. Pan is in some deep shit now.