Believe in neverland (OUAT peter pan fanfic)

Forgive and forget

Ten minutes went by before Brooklyn had walked off. I found her quite quickly because she hadn't gone far. It was also easy because I had a strong connection to the island which helped me find her. I stopped a couple of meters away form her, she was sat on a flat rock hugging her knees. I walked up behind her and covered her eyes.

"Guess who" she shrugged me off. I sat next to her and smiled.

"What do you want?" She asked

"I shouldn't have told you to forget what happend. Im sorry. I heard that you like music" I told her.

"Yeah? So? Where'd you hear that from, a little birdie?"

"No. I wrote a song for you." I told her. I pulled out my pipes and smiled

I put the pipes to my mouth. The melody that I was playing wasnt too fast. The look on Brooklyn's face was full of concentration. I played my song for about 5 minutes. When it came to a slow stop she just sat there and stared.

"That was beautiful" she said. She always loved my music, but this was special because it was for her. I tilted her chin up and kissed her slowly. She was shocked for a moment and then she kissed me back. Then she pulled away.

"I'm still mad at you for killing georgia" that made me laugh.

"its not funny!" She said. "Well I won't tell you to forget again." I lied, this was effecting how she was. I didn't want to risk it. I think I know just the right spell.

"Come on. Its getting late, let's go back to the tree house." We headed back and she went in just before me. She went to turn around but as she did I apologized.

"For what?" She asked.

"This" with that I rubbed my hands together and blew dust in her eyes. This dust was magical and could make you forget your saddest memories. Sometimes it has side effects but that doesn't matter now. She rubbed her eyes and yawned.

"What happened?" She asked.

"We were climbing up here, and you were saying how tired you were."

"I remember now. I'm going to sleep now. Goodnight Peter". She walked over to her bed, took her cloak and boots off then laid down. "Good night Brooklyn" I said and walked over to my own bed. Nothing could go wrong now.