#v;apprentice

          ❝ Not to much use? Oh Mickey, that’s were you are WRONG. You can help me out more than you THINK ❞ The king kept on smirking.  ❝ You just need to start to BELIEVE in yourself and get your FORMER master out of your head and let me get INSIDE. I’m much better for you than he will EVER be ❞ lie.

“You make it sounds so easy,” she scoffed. “How are you so optimistic about everything?”

         A smirk formed on the kings lips, but it quickly vanished because of the CONFUSION that was taking over.  ❝ And why on Neverlands soil would you even think about punching ME?  ❞ The king questioned with a low growl. NO way someone could come and threaten him like that, but he must say. Him complimenting his face did MAKE him less mad, yet he didn’t that someone talked to him like that.  ❝ If you even TRY to punch me, You’ll regret it the rest of your life  ❞ he warned the other, with anger showing on his face.

Be careful what you wish for. As of late, Mickey had felt ignored, neglected, or even lost, he should have known better than to utter such wishes to be taken away. He did not expect to land himself in Neverland, face to face with the king... and quite an attractive one at that. Despite his angered and panicked state, Mickey could not help but let a compliment slip out. He was losing his mind indeed. As his icy glare stared back at Pan’s dark green eyes, he could not help but struggle with standing his ground in the other young man’s presence