Neverland

Ah, summer. The season of carelessness.

You're no fun.

For a moment Merida thought that Peter would simply float off, but that seemed impossible. She brushed the thought away until she remembered where she went to school. Maybe he could float away or even fly. Either way, it seemed like a nifty trick to have just as long as he didn’t float away and leave her alone in a strange place. 

"Yes, Codfish. Like James Hook. He's a chicken and a coward but he's yellow-bellied like a fish. He is a codfish. He wouldn't know adventure if it beat him on the head with a stick." It was as best a decription as Peter could give on his thought process. Sometimes he couldn't even explain himself. He was Peter Pan and he just was and is. No questions asked. He chuckled at Merida's answer and grinned. "I bet it's beautiful and green. I love green." He truly did. It was his favorite color and most of what he wears has at least one shade of it within it. It's almost his trademark, like a feather. Even right now he was wearing green, his pair of laceless, but holed for them TOMS were forest green and matched the ink on his shirt. It's just what he does.

I love you too. 

I better run. Thomas is probably mad I didn't tell him. Oops. I'll see you around Jenny. Love ya.

Hun, I think he knows... I can smell the love miles away!

Yeah, yeah. We radiate it and we make it.

Come on now, you look adorable in glasses; I bet Thomas likes em.

Uh. I don't know if he's seen me in them.

Ok, ok. Silly string and fancy candy it is. Happy late Birthday Peter. 

Thanks Jenny. Love you.

"It's okay. And yeah at the Y back home a couple times. But if you want an expert, talk to Merida or Robin."

I can’t just get you candy for your birthday! Maybe really fancy candy. But I’ll only get you fancy candy if you also think of one other thing. 

Ugh why do you have to be so difficult. Um um um. Silly string!

"Oh, I hope not! I don’t want to be anything related to spiders     and I can have enough powers as it is.”

But it would be so cool! You could climb walls and shoot webs, but not from your body unless you go by the Tobey Maguire movies. In the comics he made his own webbing.

As he sat there staring, Thomas hoped Peter could feel the love that was radiating off of him in waves. He had a feeling that it was, especially as he noticed his fiancé slowly rising off the bed. In rapt fascination, Tom unfolded himself and shifted to watch Peter fly up. His smile grew even bigger, if that was possible, as he laid down, face up, and just watched.

Peter played happily as he finished out the song and floated above Thomas. Eventually he came down and set the guitar aside, laying on his side beside his love and smiling over at him, knowing very well what a gesture like this meant to both of them. His hand reached out and brushed Tom's cheek then kissed his lips. "I love you and all these little things."

Um...

"WHOA MAYBE YOU WILL BE COME SPIDER WOMAN!"

"Perhaps I shouldn’t have finished that book in one sitting." Perdita chuckled, lacing her fingers together as she stretched them far above her head.

"Sweeeeeepy girl."

Oh dear.

You're not lost Ally-Lu. You're right here.

"Heads up!"

"Whoa hey whoa. Your musle needs more strength for control there, woman."

Oh no

Rawr! I'm a bear.

Thomas was awestruck as he sat there, only looking away from Peter to take in the rose petals on his bed and the vase of them on his night stand. He wanted to speak, to talk to Peter, but he also just wanted to hear him sing. bringing his legs up, he wrapped his arms around them and set his chin on his knee, smiling like a doofus. Knowing full well what Peter was trying to do, what he was trying to say, made Tom practically glow with love. After their love making the night before, he’d felt more comfortable with being loved, and being told he was worth more than he often thought he was; he just felt better about everything for some reason. So really he didn’t think his darling fiancé needed to do all this for him, but he was grateful all the same.

Seeing that goofy smile on his fiance's face, somehow made him more buoyant than before and for this reason, as he sang Peter began to rise off the bed, his exemplary and abundant happiness causing him to fly up and flost as he played and sang. The boy had to force himself from laughing at what happened so he could finish the song as he looked down at his babe, his own smile mirroring the one on his face. Perfect.

Thomas had been glad to have a day with Meg, he’d missed her a lot recently. It was the perfect opportunity to catch up and gush about Peter while learning all there was to know about she and Herc. He’d made sure that they didn’t dwell on that though, catching up first and then just spending the day doing whatever they wanted; just like they used to. As their nice day out came to a close, Tom noted that he hadn’t heard from Peter in a few hours and decided he’d have to go find him. Kissing Meg’s cheek and bidding her farewell, he teleported back to his cabin, or right outside of it, and headed in to change. As he made his way to his door, his key in his hand, he remembered that just the night before, everything had shifted, just a bit, between Peter and himself and it made him smile. He was hit with a sudden yawn, so his eyes were closed as he stumbled in, but he heard the sound of a guitar, and instantly his eyes shot open and he took in the sight before. “Oh my God.”

Peter's eyes followed Thomas as he walked in, shutting the door then made his way to be near him. His body cheated out, turning so he could face him enough to look in his eyes and convey his message as he sang. He knew his eyes would work even better at getting his point across as he sang.