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Post by Deleted on Nov 3, 2015 2:52:09 GMT
Being back felt strange. And Pan had rounds to make. And he did have Tink to see, but there was another fairy he had to see. He wasn't even sure if she was here. Though, if Tinkerbell was, Pan was assuming Periwinkle wouldn't be far behind. After all she had traveled to Neverland for her. Pan felt..nervous. Which was not something he was used to. But, then again Peri seemed to make him feel a few things he wasn't used to. Part of him wondered if she had missed him, maybe even wept when he died. But, it's not like that mattered or anything. They weren't anything important to each other.
Storybrooke, was such a small town. It wasn't hard to find the spot where she spent the majority of her time. In fact, it wasn't hard to find anyone in this town. He wondered how they had such a hard time keeping track of anyone in this town. He had a whole world and knew who came in and left all the time. These people couldn't even keep track of a few lousy streets and a small bundle of trees.
Speaking of the trees, that was where Pan was headed. It was a chilly little area, so he knew he was on the right track. Especially when he noticed a small igloo by a little stream. It just seemed so..Periwinkle. He eyed it for a moment before he heard a small crack of a twig from behind him and he turned on his heal. "Not one to hang about the town square chasing after the dark one, eh?" He asked. Though it was really to distract himself from looking at her. That fluffy bushel of hair still demanding his attention.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 3, 2015 3:02:46 GMT
Everyone in the town seemed to be going crazy over lost loves returning to them. Old friends, old flames, everyone they could think of. Periwinkle's only family was Tinkerbell, and she was very much alive. However, there was one person who she hoped she'd see. Peter Pan. Everyone saw wickedness in him.. an evil man trapped in the body of a boy. And sure, he made some harsh decisions, but there was more to him than that. Periwinkle could see it, and she knew her sister had seen it too.. even though there was something more that Periwinkle seemed to see in him that Tinkerbell did not.
Perwinkle had shed many tears when Peter Pan had met his end. She cried for those who lost him without knowing what they had, and she cried for him.. for the choices he made. For the fact that.. perhaps he could have led a different life here if he had tried.. but alas. It didn't happen. She was walking through the woods, back to the little home she had made herself, when she saw a familiar figure. Her jaw dropped. Breathing was a little difficult for a moment. She didn't mean to sneak up on him, but she stepped on a small twig and it snapped. She gasped, and jumped slightly, even though she was the one who had done it.
Sure enough, when he turned to look at her, it was indeed Peter Pan. The boy she couldn't stop thinking about...not even in her dreams. "No, I..." she started, feeling her words get lost in her throat. She was getting choked up, and mall ice crystals were forming in the corners of her eyes. "I have my own demons to worry about to care about the Dark One. Besides.. i'm no hero." She walked toward him a little more, closing the distance between them quickly. "Peter.. I've missed you," without any warning, she flung her arms around her shoulders, hugging him tightly.. not even caring about the poof of hair flying in to his face.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 3, 2015 3:13:20 GMT
It was a strange feeling, seeing Periwinkle again after everything that had happened. He wanted to comment on what she said, about not being a hero, but Pan didn't have a chance. Her arms were tossed around him and Peter reacted without thinking, wrapping his arms around her too. Holding her close. He had seen the small crystallized tears forming at the corners of her eyes, and he heard her words. She had missed him. Peter couldn't say it back. His words were caught in his throat, caught there because of what he had always thought it meant to care for someone. It was weakness. And Peri, she had become a weakness for him when he was alive. Always trying to see the good in him, when he was sure there was none left. She was the good in him. All that was left of it anyway.
He finally found his voice, "I missed you too." Though his tone was barely audible. "I don't know how long this lasts for.." He admitted. Hades had brought many of them back, and Peter wasn't sure what the end game was or what Hades was getting out of this deal. But, he wasn't dare going to assume this was a permanent thing.
He pulled away from the embrace, and looked at her. "You are a hero by the way. No one else forged a rescue mission for your sister."
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Post by Deleted on Nov 3, 2015 3:27:33 GMT
The moment she felt Pan's arms around her, Peri began to make small sniffling noises. She felt bad, because she knew the little ice crystals were likely falling on to him.. hopefully it wasn't on his skin. That could be a bit cold. She clutched him tightly as he held her close. He admitted that he missed her, and it brought a smile to her face that she hadn't had in quite some time. He then spoke of not knowing how long the spell would last. That was definitely a big question that everyone had..but neither Hades, nor Maleficent would divulge it to anyone. Perhaps that was part of their entire plan to bring misery.. no one knew when their loved ones would vanish. They'd have to merely wait. She stayed quiet for a moment, because he was soon pulling away to speak to her again.
Pan called her a hero, for attempting to rescue her sister from Neverland. Of course Tinkerbell had appreciated it, but Periwinkle had harsh memories of leaving there. She had pleaded with Pan to go with her, but he could not. She left Neverland, alone. "Hero.. villain.. it doesn't matter at the end of the day, does it?" She asked, reaching out and placing her hand against his chest. "It's those who's hearts are stolen, or black that are truly lost.." her gaze met his, and she blinked out a couple more diamond looking tears. "I thought I'd never see you again when I left Neverland... and then, when you came back to Storybrooke, I.." she paused. "I never got a chance to... to.." Her emotions were out of whack usually.
She could hardly bare the idea of not having told him goodbye.. again. "...I can't tell you how happy I am to see you."
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