trixie ♥ whitney

"Now you remind me of my friend Treven.." She said, a warm smile appearing on her face. "Pleasures mine! Oh, yeah I do. Just in a small apartment though."

"Treven is one of my best friends, I've known him for a while." She smiled happily, taking a sip of her coffee as the memories of her and her very close friend replayed in her mind, memories that ranged in all emotions. "Yeah, a freshmen. Just twenty years old, I want to get it all over with and all. Ya know. How old are you?"

  "Anything is possible if you just believe." He smirked to himself as he followed her into the woods, half expecting a lost boy to jump out at them. It took a couple seconds for him to remind himself he wasn’t on Neverland anymore. Well speak of the devil…. "Neverland? Now that sounds like a lovely tale."

"And is that so?" Trixie chuckled as she went deeper into the woods, her wide smile never fading once. "The idea of staying young forever is kind of brilliant, since you remain innocent and naive forever…but that’s not always good, is it? I read the book, I had a big crush on Peter Pan. Hook wasn’t so bad either, even though he was the villain." The girl simply shrugged as she talked.

Hook halted in his steps for what he hoped was a few unnoticed moments before he caught himself and followed. He was not the villain. What kinds of stories existed in this world? Sure he may have killed a few lost boys, but that was in a fight for his life. “I never liked Pan much.” A truthful answer without giving away too much. “Always came off as a bad batch of rum.”

"May I ask why?" She said, curiosity easily mixing with her words as she looked over her shoulder, back at Killian. A frown became apparent on her face when she saw his expression, but continued on walking. "Never liked Wendy that much either, to be honest. She bothered me." The girl scoffed, rolling her eyes.

"I’ve been brilliant! Amazing, spectacular, all that good stuff." She laughed and planted a kiss on his cheek before she was placed back on her feet. "How about you, Treven? Busier than ever or not busy at all?"

Treven laughed. It still made him blush when she did that. “Oh, you know me. Taking too many walks at night time, not eating enough protein… I still work with Mister Gold, though. It keeps me occupied and on a decent schedule. And what about you?” he nudged her. “Off to seek your fortune in the great unknown yet?”

"Sometimes I feel like taking up part-time at Mister Gold's place since I'm there more than I am at my actual job." She said, a soft laugh escaping her lips as she rolled her eyes. Her eyebrows knit together as she looked at Treven, "Sadly, not yet m'dear. I'm still waiting for the day when you aren't busy and can join me, of course!"