Peter Pan One Shots

The Garden

Cindy didn't mean to do it. It was the heat of the moment and she was very angry. 

Peter Pan and Cindy were arguing. It was an intense and fruitless argument. They were both hard-headed and stubborn. Neither were willing to give in. It was all because of some girl in a cage.

Cindy has stumbled upon her one morning while walking aimlessly around the island. The other girl was in the cage where her beloved boyfriend Peter kept prisoners, and she wouldn't stop crying. She kept wailing about a boy named Bae and her brothers. It was really rather annoying. The girl begged Cindy to let her out, saying over and over that Pan was a monster and they should run while they could.

Silly girl didn't know that Pan knew everything on the island and would find them without even blinking. 

Without a word to the whiny girl, Cindy turned on her heels head-set on confronting her boyfriend. It wasn't because the girl was being held captive or that she was probably part of some master plan he cooked up. No. She was angry because there was another girl on HER island and she hadn't been told about it. She really didn't even mind being kept on the dark about whatever his plan was. She was the only girl allowed on the island and that's that.

"Pan." She said with a tone of defiance lacing her voice. They were in the middle of camp and he was talking to his most trusted lost boy,Felix. All the lost boys froze when she said his name. Cindy only ever called him Pan when she was angry so they knew shit was about to get real.

Peter Pan sighed and looked at her. She was easily the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, even when she was pissed at him. With her strawberry blonde hair, bright blue eyes, petite frame and a sparky attitude it was no wonder Pan fell for her.

"I take it I've done something you don't approve of?" he mused at her.

This made her angrier, he knew what it was and she knew he knew.

"Who is she and why the bloody hell wasn't i told about her?" Her anger had time to boil and rise on the walk back to camp, so she was winded from the brisk pace she held the whole way back and not in the mood for his games.

He tried to turn it on her when he saw the level of anger in her eyes," Why were you by the cages?"

"Don't you dare play that with me! Who is she?" 

By now the lost boys had chosen to scatter into the woods. On the rare occasion those two fought, it always ended with someone being hurt.

"No one of importance my love," Pan's new strategy was to calm her down. Preferably before she started blowing things up. "I just need her so her brothers will do something for me." 

He went to kiss her, knowing that always calmed her down. She shoved him back. "What's her name Pan?" she said calmly. She knew her emotions were unstable and was trying to keep it together.

"That's not important." he told her blankly. When her eyes widened he knew that was the wrong thing to say.

Cindy wasn't a normal girl from the land without magic or the enchanted forest. She was half fire demon from a realm made of mostly volcanoes. Because of that, she was rather hot-headed and had a fiery temper with a short fuse. She often blew things out of proportion. Peter knew this was going to be one of those things where her strawberry blonde hair grew redder and erupted into flames. A neat ability she got from her fire demon father.

Growling in frustration, she turned and stalked off into the woods to cool down. She was originally heading for the ocean, but where Pan started to follow her she changed course. They ended up in the middle of the jungle when Pan grabbed her arm.

She didn't want to talk to him, so her fire magic lashed out and covered a large portion of the jungle in fire. She shoved him off and stormed away, leaving Pan amid the flames.

Quickly, he called a rain storm to put out the fire, and his hot tempered girlfriend. The portion that had been burned was about the length of a football field and 50 feet wide. He knew this was partly his fault and he should probably make up for it.

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It had been two days and Cindy still hadn't said a word to Peter. Even when he informed her she had burned down part of the island. Yes, she felt bad about it but she wasn't going to tell him that. 

She was sitting in their tent, where she had slept alone for the last night or so, when Peter came in and told her to follow him. "You don't have to talk to me, just follow." he sighed when she didn't move."Please" he huffed out. She smirked a little. Peter saying please was one her favorite things because he never asked nicely for anything, he just took it. So to get him to say it meant she won in her mind. 

Standing, she gestured for him to lead the way, still refusing to say a word.

He lead her back to the area she had burned down in a fit of fiery rage. She expected it to be either complete ash or fully restored from the islands natural magic. It was neither of those things.

A wall of bamboo surrounded the perimeter of the area, so thick you couldn't see inside. Peter waved his hand, glowing green with magic, and some bamboo move to the side forming an entrance. Gesturing in an 'after you manner', he allowed her to go in first. She stepped though grudgingly wondering what he was up to. She gasped at what she saw.

All around her were flowers of every color, glowing in the sunlight. Roses with thorns dripping in dream shade lined the perimeter just behind the bamboo. There were tulips, sunflowers, buttercups and some she had never seen before. But in the center of it all was a large weeping willow tree, which was shimmering with magic. 

"What do you think?" he asked, standing just behind her. She whipped around and looked at him. She hadn't really earlier because she was angry but now she saw he was covered in dirt.

"I... It's beautiful. Did-did you do this...for me?" she looked around then back at him. He simply nodded and smiled. 

"There's more, climb the willow." he instructed. 

She did so, rather excited to see what else there was. She walked over to the tree, noting that the flowers beneath her feet tilted out of her was as she walked. She climbed up the branches that were almost formed like steps and scaled the tree. The trunk of the tree opened up into a large room. In the room was a bed, nightstand and a shelf full of books. There were thick branches that were bent and twisted to form the walls. On one wall, just above the bed was a heart with their initials carved into it, a total cliche really. 

The most astonishing part was the waterfall that made up the one wall. It seemed to be the same water as that that fell from Dead Mans Peak, the water that fulled the island with magic. How he pulled that off she would never understand.

"How?" she said simply, feeling rather stupid for the way she reacted now.

He lifted his hand and and wiggled his fingers. Green shimmers fell from his hand and he smiled,"Magic."

She grabbed him by the shirt and pressed her lips to his. It was her way of saying thank you.

"Best of all, It's all fire proof." Peter said pulling away, "I figured you could use a better place to get away than the ocean."He really wanted to say to calm her hot tempered self down but knew that wasn't a good idea. It was quiet for a moment before he sighed and continued, "Her name is Wendy and once this is all over my love, shes all yours."

Cindy smirked and pulled Peter to the bed that was tucked in the corner, for a more proper and louder thanks.