Piper Pan Never Fails ✓ [OUAT Peter Pan x Reader]

Operation Peter Pan

YOUR POV

I woke up the next morning to the sound of birds chirping outside the window. I got up and rubbed my eyes.

I looked towards Peter's bed to see how was he doing.

Surprisingly, he wasn't there. His sheets weren't even fixed properly.

"Peter?" I called. There was no answer.

In fact, there wasn't any sound at all. Normally, it was the Lost Boys hooting and howling that woke me up. Or Piper's loud flute.

But there really wasn't any sound at all.

I prepped myself and went down from the treehouse as fast as I could and ran to camp.

The Lost Boys were all there, silently eating their breakfast.

It was so weird that none of then even dared to make a sound.

Piper and Peter weren't around. And it was driving me crazy. I knew it had something to do with that cuff.

What had I done?

"Where's Peter?" I asked Felix, walking over to him, sitting on a nearby log.

"How do you expect me to know?" Felix snapped. "Aren't you supposed to know everything? You were the last one with him last night."

I groaned and frowned. "What time is it?"

"Time stands still on Neverland." Felix said.

"How about in (your home town) time?" I asked again.

"10:45 in the morning."

I was surprised at his reply. I'd usually wake 9:30 or earlier. I've never woken up this late.

And so did Peter.

Something must've happened while I was asleep.

There's something Piper is planning and I don't think it's going to a be a kid-friendly game.

***AN HOUR PAST LUNCH***

I paced camo. Peter still hasn't come back and I'm starting to get worried.

Sure, I wanted revenge, but I didn't think it'd end up like this.

I looked back to Felix who surprisingly hasn't moved from his previous position, despite the time of the day.

All the Lost Boys were sad and gloomy, clearly because their leader was missing.

"Shouldn't we at least look for him?" I asked in worry.

None of them made a sound.

"Your leader is missing and you boys don't even try to look for him?" I asked in disbelief.

"Don't you think we did?" A kid named Devin asked. "Pan isn't on the island."

My blood froze.

Peter wasn't on the island.

"What about Piper?" I asked again.

"Not on the island either."

My worst fear. Piper did have something to do with his disappearance.

I've been played right into her trap to trick Peter for her. Wherever Peter is right now, I hope he's okay.

That night, I lay in bed. Peter's bed was still a mess, and I had no plans on cleaning it.

The eerie sound of the night was killing me. Piper and Peter hasn't come back and I don't think they will anytime soon.

That's when I felt it. Guilt. I shouldn't have done that to Peter no matter how angry I was.