major ooc
just realized that I channel a bit of Tony Stark as a five year old for Peter and needed to share
@ Tink because there’s ask limits
Girlfriend sounds so serious and gross? I don’t know! GOSH TINK! Why can’t we just go on adventures?
Yeah well so does a special person, they both mean the same thing! Because you have a special person, and when you have a special person that means you’re a grownup now and grownups don’t go on adventures!
I AM NOT A GROWNUP. WILL NEVER BE A GROWNUP!
some grownups do go on adventures
(via littlemisstinkerbellxoxo)
@ Maleficent
*Rolls eyes as she digs her nails a little deeper into his neck* The Mistress of all Evil…do you know what that means?
You date Evil? *tugs on her fingers*
*Narrows her eyes at his as if he is the stupidest creature she has encountered* No…I am a type of evil creature…like a fairy but deadly….
Have you met Tink? All fairies are deadly. So cool. You’re evil. I get that. Can I have my neck back?
@ Tink because there’s ask limits
IT IS FOR GROWNUPS! What kid do you know has a girlfriend or is in love?! …Special person and girlfriend is the same thing Peter, what’s the difference?!
Girlfriend sounds so serious and gross? I don’t know! GOSH TINK! Why can’t we just go on adventures?
@ Maleficent
*Rolls eyes as she digs her nails a little deeper into his neck* The Mistress of all Evil…do you know what that means?
You date Evil? *tugs on her fingers*
/pouts
Wendy’s mine. Go find your own Wendy
"well well well. What do we have here?"
AHHHH IT’S A GIANT LADY!
I mean, uh
Peter Pan, lady. Who are you?
@Belle
He shook her hand, still confused. “Yeah it’s uh great.” He looked at her for a minute before decided she was motherly looking enough. He suddenly became a little bit shy. “You probably know a bunch of stories right?”
“Oh, yes! I love reading. It’s one of my favourite thing to do.” Belle smiled at the boy. “Do you know any stories?”
Peter puffed up at that. “Know any? Lady, I am a story. And not just any either. I’m THE story. But I guess there are some other stories that are pretty cool too. Like the ones with dragons.”
@Belle
Belle giggled at Peter’s enthusiasm. “I’m Belle, it’s lovely to meet you.” She extend a hand for him to shake.
He shook her hand, still confused. “Yeah it’s uh great.” He looked at her for a minute before decided she was motherly looking enough. He suddenly became a little bit shy. “You probably know a bunch of stories right?”
Excuse me?! Special person!? …What does that mean…
It means she’s like my… oh what is it… girlfriend? It’s like Cinderella and her prince. I think anyway. Go ask her. She said it better.
*Wings wilt*…Don’t you ever talk to me again Peter Pan! *Crosses her arms and flies away burning red.*
Was it something I said?
So I was thinking Saturday for the party?
You’ll all be there, yes?
Will it be a fun party? Cause if it’ll be fun then I guess I can come
Wait… Today was Saturday!
But she’s not gonna be our mother when she comes back. She’s my special person now. We even did that valentine’s day thing. So there. I won’t be bringing back any more mothers.
Excuse me?! Special person!? …What does that mean…
It means she’s like my… oh what is it… girlfriend? It’s like Cinderella and her prince. I think anyway. Go ask her. She said it better.
(via littlemisstinkerbellxoxo)
Wendy & Peter
He sighed, more annoyed than disappointed. Didn’t they just go over this? “No you didn’t. You’re just too scared. I’ll give you some more pixie dust and then you’ll think of a happy thought and we’ll go flying out on an adventure. You aren’t growing up.” Peter reached into a pouch on his belt and pulled out a pinch of dust. He held it up over her head, letting it fall all the way on her before continuing. “Now think of something really really really happy.”
Wendy closed her eyes, embracing the warm feeling of pixie dust falling on her. She never thought she’d have this adventure again, the adventure of flying, of being with Peter. Honestly, the night after she came home and spied the ship out of clouds Wendy thought that would be the last time her and Peter Pan would meet. Wendy thought of her times in Neverland, and how much Peter meant to her. She smiled just thinking about it, and felt her feet rise off the floor. She opened her eyes and giggled, “Peter! I’m flying” She flew all around her room, John and Michael still sleeping. “I can’t believe it, for a second I was scared I was growing up!” She flew into him and hugged him as tight as she could. “Thank you.” She whispered.
Peter wrapped his arms around her waist, flying close to the ceiling. He chuckled. “See? Told ya.” He grabbed her hand, dragging her out the window behind him. “We’ll have adventures and it’ll be fun and you won’t do those things you aren’t supposed to do and scare me like that again. Right? Right. Where do you want to go?” He tucked away her confession as he rambled on, hoping that him not jumping on it would help her come back to Neverland with him. Maybe. Or at least make it happen faster. “Anywhere you want to go. Just tell me, and I’ll take you.”
(via peterwecanfly)
