Lost Boy (ouat Panlix)

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Felix's POV

I was thankful I had made it home on time. Mother was out anyways. I've decided to keep the sack of gold coins that boy Peter gave to me to myself. Who knows what my mother would do with it. It can buy me my fix of alcohol for about eight months. Though I do wonder, how can a boy like Peter own that amount of money? Was he a thief? Or a secret prince even? Ah, I shouldn't worry about it.
With mother gone, I could try to enjoy a mug of beer. And I do. Maybe it will take the edge off so by the time I have to cook supper, I'll be relaxed and calm. Though to my surprise and foolish mistake, she has come back.
"Felix? Are you home? Are you cooking supper?" She called, walking in. Shit. I quickly try to hide my mug and barrel of beer just as she walks into the kitchen. She glares at me and gets up close to my personal space, the smell of alcohol was fresh too.
SMACK!
"I've had it with you, you scoundrel! How many times have I talked to you about this, son?!" She yanked me down to eye level by my ear,
"I'm sorry!
"Sorry won't cut it no longer, you mother fuckin' drunk! I'm ashamed to have a drunken bastard like you as a son!"
"Mother! I'm sor-"
"I don't want to hear it! I want you out of this house, now!"
"Can I at least take my belongings?"
Her face hardened, "Grab your things and go. And take your damned alcohol with you! I don't want your sister to follow your footsteps."
I sigh and go to my room that I shared with Daphne. She sat on her bed, eyes filled with tears. She's heard everything.
"Please don't leave me, Felix!" She got up and hugged me.
"I'm sorry... But I can't stay here any longer."
"Don't go!" She sobbed.
I sigh and pull her away by her shoulders, "I'll figure something out, I promise. Just please, let me go."
She wiped her tears, "You promise?"
I nod, "Yes, when I do, I'll come back for you."
"Alright..."
She moved out of my way so I could gather most of my belongings. I left her my drawings though, I knew she liked them. I held my items in a crate and stood in the doorway of our room,
"Goodbye, Daphne."
"Goodbye, Felix..."
With that, I went out and set the create into the wagon outside before going in one last time to get my barrel of beer, bag of gold coins, and my mug.
I found myself on the streets of the village, needing to be protective of my belongings. No one could be trusted. Though I was dumb enough to intoxicate myself by drinking the rest of the barrel. Maybe I am an alcoholic...

Peter's POV

Of course I followed him back to his village. How else would I come to find out that he got kicked out of his own home? This was a perfect time to whisk him away... But I now watch the poor boy from afar. He had consumed a lot of alcohol and was very intoxicated. Could I talk to him when he was like this? Will he be more willing of coming with me? I've decided to give it a chance. I walked up to him,
"Felix? Is that you?"
He looked over at me, his eyes heavy from the influence. "Why hello... Um... What's your name again?" He laughed. Oh dear...
"Peter, from the market?" I hoped he remembered me.
"Ohhh! I remember you!" He slurred, "Yo-You gave me those gold coins. Where do you get those coins?"
"It doesn't matter, what matters is that you need a place to stay, don't you?"
He bit his lip and nodded, "Yeah, do you happen to live in a castle as well?" He chuckled.
"No, but I live on an island."
His eyebrows furrowed, "An island? How did you get here then? Th-There's no freakin' island here!" He laughed again.
My lips pressed together. How can I convince him?
"You're right, there is no island."
I saw that I was losing him...
"But there are many realms."
He sat up a bit, "Realms? Like... Like the ones in the stories?"
"What stories?"
"Wonderland! Wait... Are you taking me to Wonderland?"
I didn't know how to answer that. "Well, no... Somewhere... Better."
"And where's that?"
"Neverland."
He raised his eyebrows in amusement, "Neverland? I've never heard of that one. Is that a palace tale?"
"No, it's very real. I can take you there if you'd like."
"Hmm...." He hummed loudly, thinking. "Alright."
His answer caught me off guard, for I was expecting more questions.
"So you'll just go to a place you've never heard of?"
He shrugged, "I don't see why not..."
I smirked slightly, "Okay, we'll leave at midnight."