Peter Pan&Felix imagines|✔️|

Sunny honeymoon(panlix ft. BTVS)

The two boys appeared in a green cloud of smoke, leaving them laying on the concrete hand in hand.

Peter stood up and dusted himself off, popping his back as he looked at the night sky.

"Felix. Can you believe it?" Peter smiled, helping Felix off the ground.

"Believe what?" Felix laughed. He wrapped an arm around Peter's shoulders as the two walked down the street, admiring the stars as they walked. Peter gripped Felix's hand and placed a kiss on his knuckles.

"That you're my husband and I'm yours." Peter smiled, getting on his tippy toes to peck Felix's cheek while he intertwined his fingers with his new husbands. Felix smiled and tucked his other hand in his pocket.

"So, where are we exactly?" Felix asked.

"Guess." Peter's eyes sparkled with glee.

They passed a palm tree and they stepped on to green grass.

"California?" Felix sarcastically guessed. Peter's chest swelled.

"Yep! And the town is called... wait for it... Sunnydale!" Peter said, letting go of Felix and jumping up and down. Felix laughed and tucked both hands into his pockets while he kicked the dirt.

Felix stopped and looked confusingly at their surroundings.

"Um... Peter?"

"I mean, isn't that awesome?! A happy honeymoon for us in Sunnydale!" Peter cheered, completely oblivious to the fact they were standing in a cemetery.

"Peter. Stop jumping, it's disrespectful." Felix hissed and grabbed Peter's arm.

"What? Why--"

"Duck!" A female voice yelled, jumping on to Peter and tackling him to the ground, a bleached blonde man doing the same to Felix.

A blonde teenage girl jumped out and shot a wooden arrow with a crossbow, the man creeping up behind Peter and Felix turning to dust when he was impaled.

"Get off me!" Peter yelled and pushed the redhead teenage girl off him.

Peter scrambled to his feet and ran over to Felix, shoving the blonde man off him.

"Felix! Wake up! Wake up!" Peter shook Felix roughly, but the tall lost boy still laid unconscious.

"Who are you?" The blonde girl with the crossbow asked. Peter glared and wiped around, waving his hand and everyone flew back except the blonde male.

"I'm Peter, Peter Pan," Peter snarled at them. The blonde man scoffed and the others' eyes widened. "And you are destroying my honeymoon!"

"Oh would you shut the bloody hell up, boy? And you are not 'Peter Pan'." The blonde sassed.

Peter gasped.

How dare he sass the KING of sass?!

"Yes I am," Peter strutted over to the man and poked his chest. "Now. Who. Are. You?"

"Spike." The man spat, bawling his hands into fists.

"Ooh. I'm so scared." Peter said sarcastically, rolling his eyes a great deal.

And then the king of sass was tackled to the ground and knocked out.

~*~

Peter awoke tied to a chair, his boots gone along with his leather cuffs. His head pounded as he looked around the small room. It was obviously a living room with a staircase on the right and a kitchen on the left.