Peter Pan Imagines (OUAT)

Forgotten Love (Storybrooke AU) Pt.1

Third Person POV:

"Out of every one, you'd think they'd be the first to remember."

Henry, Emma, Hook, Regina, Snow, Charming, Rumple, and Belle watched as (Y/N) and Peter passed each other without a second glance.

"It's sad," Belle commented, "They were so in love nothing in the world could come between them."

Henry took a sip of his hot chocolate, frowning. Suddenly his eyes light up and he slams his cup on the table, catching everyone's attention. "I got it!" He exclaims, a huge smile on his face.

"Got what, Henry?" Regina asks, crossing her arms over her chest.

"True Love's kiss!" The boy was practically jumping in his seat.

Emma shrugs carelessly, "Sure it could work, but there is no way they are just going to kiss each other randomly."

"For once," Regina sighs, "I agree with Emma. There is no way we can get them to kiss."

Belle puts a finger to her bottom lip. "What if we set them up together? Arrange a date, or something?"

"Yes, because there is nothing wrong with seven adults and a twelve year old playing match maker between two teenagers." Hook rolls his eyes, voice dripping in sarcasm.

"I think it could work. Peter is a very straight forward guy; he'd waste no time kissing (Y/N) if he was interested in her."

Rumple rolls his eyes at Snows assertion, "Clearly you don't know Pan as well as you think you do. When it comes to feelings, Pan is completely useless."

"Then it's up to (Y/N) to take action on their relationship," Emma spreads her arms out, as if it is the most obvious thing in the world.

"Who's relationship?"

Everyone's eyes whips to (Y/N), who was casually leaning against Henry's chair, arms crossed and eyebrow raised.

"Oh, no one's..." Henry laughs nervously.

(Y/N) chuckles . "Uh huh, sure."

Everyone grew silent until Snow decided to open her big mouth (because let's be honest, Snow can't keep a secret for anything.). "(Y/N)? Have you ever thought of getting a boyfriend?" Hook, Emma, and Regina all roll their eyes.

(Y/N) sends the woman a 'what even' look. "I really don't see how that concerns you Mary Margaret."

Snow looks away from the girl nervously, "I-I didn't mean to intrude, I-well you- just look lonely...Maybe a boyfriend would...help?"

The rest of the Storybrooke crew sighed simultaneously.

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Henry was a little scared to be talking to Peter Pan alone. He understood the teen had changed, but that was when Peter was with (Y/N), there was no telling what personality he had adapted without the (H/C) haired girl. 

And the fact that Henry was doing this with out his family's knowing also put him on the edge.

Twenty minutes of walking and Henry finally spots Peter near the harbor on a bench, staring off into the ocean. Henry thought Peter was probably missing Neverland unknowingly, after all, once a Lost Boy, always a Lost Boy.  Henry actually felt a little sympathetic for the green-eyed male, seeing as the only one who ever believed in him was (Y/N), which is why Henry was determined to get them together again. True Love deserved to be together.

"Um, Peter?" Henry calls hesitantly.

Peter doesn't even flinch at the sudden voice, only continuing to stare at the ocean. "Yes?" Henry takes this as permission to sit on the bench. He watched the teen until Peter looked at him. "Is there something you wanted, boy? If not, I'd love it if you could let me sit in peace." The words sounded polite enough, but there was an icy under tone to Peter's voice, a warning, Henry guessed.

"Do you believe in fairy-tales?"

Peter managed to look taken aback. "I'm sorry?"

"Do you believe in fairy-tales?" Henry repeated.

A glare is thrown Henry's way, Peter did not have the patience to deal with the child before him. "No. Now would you please leave me be."

Henry ignored him. "That's sad, everyone should believe in fairy-tales, they give us hope...have you ever heard of the story about (Y/N) Red? Little Red Riding Hoods sister?" 

"No, I haven't." Peter growls, "and I don't care to. Now I won't tell you again, leave me alone little boy." He wasn't going to mention that for some reason, the name (Y/N) struck a small cord in his chest. Peter just assumed it was because (Y/N) was the name of a girl in his class, he'd never had an actual conversation with the girl, but she was defiantly something to look at with her silky (H/L) (H/C) hair, bright (E/C) eyes and perfect figure in Peter's eyes, not to mention, a bold personality...(Y/N) most certainly had fire, Peter liked fire.

The twelve year old grinned upon seeing Peter's distant look, knowing he was thinking about (Y/N).

"It's a rather interesting story," Henry continued, "involving wolves, a black cloak, forbidden love..."

"Sounds lovely. Too bad I don't bloody care."

Oh but he did care. In fact, he cared a little too much. Every thing Henry had just said stuck a nerve with the teen, it bugged him to know end that something in his mind wasn't in it's place. A small part of him felt empty, and that annoyed him even more.

So, without so much as a glance towards the twelve year old, Peter got up and walked away.

And he kept walking. There was no meaning behind it, so Peter just kind of wandered around Storybrooke, unwanted thoughts about a certain (E/C) eyed female filling his head.

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I can not apologize enough for not updating in forever and I honestly have no excuse for it either.

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