Peter Pan OUAT One-Shots/Imagines

Magic Training

"I GIVE UP!" I shouted and collapsed onto the dirt.

I jumped when I heard slow, sarcastic claps from back behind a tree. Pan stepped out slowly and leaned against that tree, smirking. "Wow. That was incredible. An inspiration: that's what you are, Miss Black."

"Well you can't blame me," I told the leader of Neverland, "I've been trying to master this stupid magic for two months and I have no results. I can't make it do anything I want!"

He came over to me and squatted down in front of me. "That's because you can't make magic do anything. You have to convince it."

I looked at him as if he had grown a second head. "What?"

"Here," he offered his hand, "I'll help you. I can train you in magic."

"Don't you have some poor innocent person to murder?" I glared at him.

He laughed. "No. Now do you want help or not?"

I considered my options but slowly took his hand, which he used to help me to my feet. "Fine. Where do we start."

"At the beginning. Concentrate on the magic. Pay attention to where it is. Feel it inside of you." He directed.

I did as he said and closed my eyes. I could sort of feel it. "I feel some sort of cool energy in me. Is that it?"

"Yep. Now hold out your hands and will the magic to move to your palms."

I tried, commanding the magic to move. "It's not working!"

"That's because you're forcing it," he said sternly, "try asking it politely to move."

I lost focus and opened my eyes. "It's not alive, Pan. I can't ask it."

It was like a lightbulb went off in his mind. "Now there's your problem, you can't use magic because you are thinking of it as a thing. Magic is alive. It's a being that dwells in Neverland, and partly within you. Try not to think of it as just a thing, but as a person."

Well I didn't know that. I tried again, feeling the magic. Now it's getting harder. I tried to imagine the magic as a person, to which I politely asked it to move to my hands. And it did! I could feel it!

"I did it!" I cried, not losing concentration.

"Good job!" He exclaimed, "now it's going to be tricky. Ask the magic to leave through your hands and... Um... make a ball of magical energy."

"Okay...?" It took a few minutes but I felt the magic leave through my palms. I finally dared to open my eyes. A ball of pulsing blue energy sat there in the air above my hands. "PAN, LOOK! I DID IT!"

Suddenly I felt his arms around my waist, hugging me from behind. The magic flickered and disappeared. His lips brushed my ear, "It's Peter."

He spun me around and kissed me with so much passion I thought I'd explode. He finally pulled away. I didn't want him to break the kiss, though. "Come on, Pan," I taunted, "finish what you started."

His lips came back to mine. We should practice magic more often...