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Shoulder devil(Pan and Felix)

I was sitting in the library reading my favorite book, Peter Pan, when I noticed that the person who was sitting at the table in front of me had left their 10 dollar bill.

I looked around to see if they were still here but there was no sign of them.

I walked over to the table and picked up the bill, inspecting it closely.

"Take it." A voice said in my ear. I dropped the bill in surprise and turned around.

But there was nothing there.

I scrunched my face in confusion and cautiously approached the money again. I picked it up once more and looked at it even more closely.

"I said take it! Are you not hearing me, Love?" the voice said again, it's accent more clear this time. My head shot up and I looked around the library.

"Hello?" I called out. "Is someone there?"

"Psst, Y/N! Down here!"

I looked down at the ground but didn't see anything.

"God! Your shoulder, Love!"

I turned my head and looked down and there perched on my right shoulder was a miniature boy with brown, wavy hair and pine green eyes that sparkled mischievously. He was wearing a clad green outfit that looked as though he had sewn it together himself.

"W-who are you?" I asked him. He smirked.

"How do you not know me? I thought I was your favorite character." The boy said.

"Favorite character?" I asked him, this time more confused than I was. He rolled his eyes.

"I'm Peter, Peter Pan. Does that name ring a bell?" Peter said.

My face lit up when I recognized him from my book.

"You are Peter Pan! I don't know how I didn't see it before." I said surprised. Peter rolled his eyes again.

"Yeah well, sometimes ignorance blinds the obvious, " Peter grumbled. "Anyways, I'm here to guide you to the right path in your life."

"Oh, so like my shoulder angel?" I asked him. He chuckled softly and shook his head.

"No, more like a shoulder... devil I suppose." He smirked and stood up.

"But isn't that bad?" I said unsure of what his point was.

"They say drugs are bad for you, but hey! I'm still here and I just sniffed about a pound of coke this morning!" Peter shrugged. He clasped his hands behind his back and began to pace as though he was about to lecture a classroom of miss-behaving students. "Now, back to my point. You see that there 10 dollar bill? Well, if you take it you can yourself a nice dinner at... Chipotle or whatever!"

I slowly nodded my head.

"I guess I could... but I would feel guilty about eating something that I didn't buy with my money..." I mumbled.

"You do know that I can hear, correct?" Peter said, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Well, I'm saying that--"

"But that doesn't matter! You're in college! You. Have. No. Money!" Peter argued. "Just take the money, no ones around. You'll be fine, just take it."

"I dunno Pet--"

"No, I see where he's comin' from." A voice said on my opposite shoulder.

I whipped my head around to see another boy on my left shoulder.

He seemed a bit taller than Peter. He had a cloak on and had his hood pulled over his face, but I could still see it.

He had grey eyes and a scar running down the down the right side of his face. His clothing was kinda similar to Peter's but not green.

"What?" I asked him. "And who are you?"

"I'm Felix, Pan's right-hand man." Felix said pointing to Peter. Peter smirked and waved at him.

"Hi, Felix!" Peter called. Felix chuckled and waved back.

"Hey."

"So are you my shoulder angel?" I asked Felix.

He opened his mouth to reply but Peter interrupted him.

"No, he's on my side." Peter said, and I swear he winked at Felix. I rolled my eyes and looked back down at the dollar.

"So why do really want me to take this?" I asked Peter. He smirked.

"Because I can do this." He said. He bent over and placed his hands on the ground, standing on his hands and walking back and forth.

"What does that have to do with this?!" I scowled. 

"No. He's got a point." Felix said, watching Peter with great interest. I rolled my eyes again.

"Okay, forget it. I'm just going to turn in the money." I decided. Peter quickly jumped to his feet.

"What?! No! You can't give in now!" Peter argued. I sighed and brushed him off my shoulder. But that didn't do anything because he just fell into my pocket. "Oh no, you're not getting rid of me that quickly!"

Felix slid off my shoulder and into my pocket as well. 

Peter smirked and wrapped his hands around Felix's neck, pulling him close.

"Hi, Felix. Glad you could join me." Peter said, pressing a kiss to Felix's mouth. I scrunched my nose up.

"Hey, uh, no. Let's not... canoodle in my pocket." I said as I carefully picked Felix up by his cloak and moved him over to my opposite pocket. Peter sighed.

"I never get to have fun anymore."

I rolled my eyes and walked up to the front desk. I laid the dollar down and then left the library.

"Now where are we going? Home?" Peter growled from my pocket. He crossed his arms and sank down into it, resting his head on my chest.

"No, I was thinking maybe Chipotle?" I smiled.