The Disney Adventure (Sequel to Neverland's Magic)

Chapter 6: The Doctor

Present Day~ Maine~ Third P.O.V:

*Knock, knock*

*Knock, knock, knock*

*Knock, knock, knock, knock*

        "Don't you dare knock again!" A voice shouted within and there was muffled sounds coming from inside the apartment building. Nate fidgeted, not liking being here without Peter or B, since this was her father. 

        "You know, maybe you should talk to him, I was never really good with him." Nate tries to sneak off down the stairs, but Felix catches his collar and pulls him back over to stand beside him, waiting for the door to open. "Ah, come on, Felix. I can go hang out with that girl... what was her name again?"

        "Ava."

        "Ah, yes. That was it." Nate nodded and grinned before the door opening, the grin disappearing along with the goofiness. On the threshold stood Hook. He had aged, like everyone now, since they weren't near Neverland anymore. Nate never found it fair that B and Peter still looked like their twenty-year-old selves. "Ai, Matey. Might... uh... might we come in?" Nate questions and Hook just watches them, until two familiar figures took up the space in the doorway.

Present Day~ London~ Third P.O.V:

        Jonah still couldn't believe that Ava snuck out of that stuck window. It was stuck for years, and yet, when she tries to open it, it opens and she gets out. Jonah had already called the police multiple times, but he didn't know what to say. A bunch of fairytale characters came and kidnapped his sister?

        There was clattering from the attic as Jonah slept, and he awoke to the sounds of things falling and crashing against the floor, along with the scrapping of furniture against the wooden floor of the attic. Jonah got up and grabbed his bat from the corner of his room, heading up the stairs to the attic, which he opened and looked around to find everything in place. He took a few steps in to see if everything was out of place, or find what was the cause of the commotion, but nothing was out of order. But when he tried to leave the room, the door shut and locked Jonah inside of the attic. He tugged at the handle, trying to twist the lock to unlock it, but it wouldn't budge. 

        Then came the clattering and shuffling again. Jonah turned around and saw a box moving around on the floor. Jonah crept towards it slowly, crouching down and peering inside to see a little box shaking. He picked it up, remembering seeing something like it in history books and the fairytale book Mum had. "Pandora's Box." Jonah whispered, twisting and turning it before placing it back down in the box, accidentally waving his hand over the top of the box. Purple and red smoke started to pour out of it, creating a billowing cloud of suffocating air that swept across the ground before creating a figure and finally revealing a man that was tall, skinny, mustached; and dressed in very linear black-and-red clothing. He had purple eyes, and a thin mustache, as well as a gap between his front teeth. He also had long, boney fingers, and lanky arms and legs.

        "Now I know how the Genie feels." The man whispers, rolling his neck a few times before spotting Jonah on the floor, starring up at him. "Doctor Facilier at your service."

About 20 Years Ago~ B's P.O.V:

        I didn't know when or how I fell asleep, but I did, and I awoke to Peter's face near mine, our bodies near each other. He was still asleep, his face looking so peaceful. I smile before sitting up, finding myself on the pull-out couch in Snows and Charming's apartment. The sun was barely shining, and I got bored pretty fast since it was so silent, everyone sleeping. I lay back down and poke Peter's cheek. "Peter." He didn't do anything. "Peter." He rolled over, his back now facing me. I pout and face opposite, my back facing his. I grab the edge of the blanket and pull it over my head, cold all of a sudden.

        Arms snaked their way around my waist and my back was now against Peter's chest. "Why are you up?" Peter whispered in my neck and I shivered. I turned around and cuddled into his chest, feeling the warmth his body delivered. 

        "I don't know. Last night was just, emotions off-balance: check. Why are you so warm?"

        "I'm hot."

        "You're sexy."

        "Didn't you say I was 'Infuriatingly sexy'?" Peter corrects and I laugh. 

        "I guess I did. Can't get anything past the one and only Pan, now can I?" 

        Peter pecks me on the lips. "Nope." 

        I sigh and lay my head in the crook of his neck. "Peter... I wanna give you your gift-"

        "What are you two doing under that blanket?" Hook questioned and the blanket was suddenly gone from our bodies. I glare up at my father, sliding off of the bed before grabbing Peter's hand and pulling him off to. 

        "We're going out." I growl before pulling on my shoes and coat, Peter following suit as I brush through my hair. "Come now, fiance." I mutter and literally drag Peter out of the apartment Hook and Emma had just entered with Henry and David.

        "You still mad about last night?" Peter questions and I nod. "We're still getting married. Nothing can stop that."

Present Day~ London~ Third P.O.V:

        "Who?" Jonah questions and the man looked surprised. "Why are you in my house? Get out before I call the cops again!"

        "Doctor Facilier, and what do you mean again?"

        "My sister has been kidnapped. I've been trying to get them back, but they won't help me."

        "And why not, lad?"

        "Because she was kidnapped by fairytale people, or people that believe they are in a fairytale."

        "Fairytale, you say? If you don't mind me asking and intruding in on your personal space and your lovely abode, what fairytale might this be."

        "She's convinced that they are from Neverland, along with my mum and papa."

        "Oh really? And who might they be?"

        "My mum and papa?"

        "Yes, what are their names?"

        "Peter and B Pan."

        "And you want to get your sister back, don't you."

        "Yeah, I would do anything."

        "Anything, you say?"