Peter Pan The Killer

Bonus Chapter: Peter Pan's Mission Valentine

A/N: Hello my dear, Lost boys! Here's a Special Valentine's Day Chapter! Let's just say it takes place in a parallel universe or maybe the far future. ╮(─▽─)╭

Don't need to think too hard about the time setting, just enjoy the content（〜^∇^)〜
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"Target spotted. Entered perimeter."

"Roger that, Nasty Pixie. K-Stan, is LoveNoob in position?"

"Affirmative. We're waiting at the top."

"This is stupid... Also, why is my code name LoveNoob?"

"It is completely fitting. I see no problem."

"Screw you, FishHook!"

"Nasty Pixie suggested it!"

"Guys! Focus."

"K-Stan reporting, we have a problem! Target is taking a detour!"

"FishHook, initiate Plan B!"

"Roger that, Nasty Pixie!"

"K-Stan reporting! LoveNoob is losing confidence!!"

"I'm not! J-Just..."

"Crap, we need to get him together. K-Stan do what you must!"

"FishHook reporting, Plan B has failed! Target is upset! Heading home now!"

"Gahhh!!! I will not let this mission fail!!"

"I'm going after her."

"LoveNoob stay where you are! Wait-"

*Beeeeeeeeep*

"He pulled off his intercom."

"Screw it!"

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6 hours earlier.....

"And you're not planning to do anything?" Belle asked.

"Of course I am! That's why I came here to ask you for suggestions," Peter replied with a groan.

The café they walked past had a distinct delicious scent of chocolate. In fact, it coated numerous bakeries and shops in its aroma. Florists were having promotions, couples filled cozy tea shops.

It was Valentine's Day. Peter had only noticed now how Manchester was in full spirits for the day. Maybe it had only occurred to him now since he too had a significant other he wanted to spend it with.

And boy was he overthinking it.

"She worth the effort?" Belle asked with a shrug, they pushed past a crowd of people lining up at a bakery.

"Obviously! She's important to me and this is our first Valentine's Day together. I've never done anything like this before and I-" Peter was hardly ever nervous. Yet today the simplest prospect of doing something special for Wendy had electrified his nerves.

Belle was staring at him as he rambled, amusement in her eyes. "Woah, slow down. Don't worry I'll help you, kid," she said tip-toeing to ruffle his hair.

"Stop that, you old woman," Peter retorted moving away. Belle barked out a laugh.

"Peter?" A voice froze him in place.

They both halted as they noticed none other than Wendy ahead of them. She was carrying a pink gift bag in her hand, her purse in the other. "I was just going to call you! What a coincidence. Well, Peter I-"