Peter Pan Ouat Imagines (ON HOLD)

...You 2/2

(Y/N)= Your Name
Words= 1851

It's been at least three months (from whatever time you can tell by in Neverland) since you've been with Wendy. Man oh man was she the apple to your pie.

Since then you brought her to Peter.. A very.. Very furious Peter. But after some puppy dog eyes the shed of a tear or two he obliged and let Wendy stay.

•. •. •. •. •.

"Fine." He crossed his arms.

HURRAY!!

"But she has to stay in a different tent."

Your jaw dropped, and by the looks of it Wendy's did too. Quickly you straitened your self up and glared at the snickering Felix, "WHAT??! WHY?? We can't even do... Anything!" You panicked. Having her so far away for so long in the beginning sighed a trench of unhappiness. But this.. This was absurd.

"Wha-" You pinches your brows together in thought. "WHAT about the boys? They might try to make a move on her!" You shook your hands for emphasis.

Wendy was kind of pissed then, "I can take care of myself." She glared at you then turned to Pan and  tipped her nose up to made the saddest- most helpless face she could, "I've just been so far away from (Y/N) a-"

"I'm gonna stop you there."

"The fuck Peter." She cocked her hip and yanked her slightly unwashed hair into a low pony tail after impaling his eyes with a fiery scowl.

Cuteee. You ogled.

"You can earn the right to sleep- uh, stay with your girlfriend, Wendy." He hissed, no joke, he sounded like a ticked off snake, even with his pudge-bunny cheeks.

Ah, the word girlfriend! How it made you giddier than a newborn foal.

•. •. •. •. •.

A couple of nights passed and both you and Wendy gave your BFF, Pan charming smiles, cute waves, and of course you finished your chores early.

You were stumbling to the fire pit and stealing large heaves of oxygen except for as if two seconds ago you stood taller than Pan ever could and steadied your breathing when he walked by.

Act strong, act brave, be confident ya shank you can earn the prize of not only being with your seriously breathtaking girlfriend in the day, but being able to hold her in the night.

"So uh- I just got done chopping wood." You day in your manliest voice, standing on your tip-toes and sticking out your chest in a goofy attempt to be "manly."

That's when the scary, murderous Peter Pan bursts out laughing. No the stuck up kind, but genuine laughing. How? Not even Felix can explain.

"Wha-"

"You really think that's how I act?" He crosses his arms and bends down to your pint size level.

"You are an egomaniac, Best Friend." You smile and watch him get a little angrier at the second.

"I told you not to call me that."

"Yeah, in public. See you at dinner, darling." You wiggle your fingers and skip of to help pick apples.

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{Later That Night At Dinner}

"Truth or Death Dare!!!" Devin shouts through cupped hands.

"YES! I've the perfect ones to get back at the boys." Wendy cups your hand and sits, determined to make Aja pay for hitting on you.

"Rules are simple." Peter walks into the eerie light circle, "Do the dare or answer the question. Or you die." He gives a maniacal laugh and sits in between Wendy and you. Once again, making both of your jaws drop in confusion.