“Yep! The one and only! Who are you?” 

“It’s um.. it’s me Tink…”

"Tinker Bell?! But...you're a grown up!" He makes a confused face. "How'd that happen?"

"Yep! The one and only! Who are you?" 

“Oh, I would love to hear the story of that!” She smiled, sitting on a bench and pushing a strand of her deep red hair behind her ear.  ”How did you cut it off?” her neon green eyes went wide, interested in the story.  ”I used to have a family that didn’t love me.  Then I was kidnapped and I ran away.  I now live with several women.”

Peter smiled. He always enjoyed it when people asked to hear stories, especially ones about himself. "I shall remember to tell you one day, in full detail." His smile never left his face as he reached down and grabbed his sword. He twirled it in the air and caught it. "With this. I swung it low and his hand fell right off into a crocodile's mouth." He said so with pride. But it quickly faded as he put his sword away. "Families are a big joke. Did the pirates kidnap you?" His eyes narrowed. "They're always up to no good, you know." 

"Well, one of 'em does. His name is Captain Hook. And it was I who gave him that hook, and don't you forget it. You have a family?" He looked away for a moment. "I bet they love you a lot." He smiled.