Not The Best Of Friends Peter pan imagine

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Not the best of friends

I slowly crept forward to the fresh water pool to refill my water bottle. I took in my surroundings to make sure pan had no traps set up. I couldn't see anything that looked threatening.

If you haven't guessed by now I am Peter pans rival. We both want the Island to be our own , we don't want to share power with each other. So many years ago we made a oath to never step into the other persons territory with out the other persons consent. We split the Island right down the middle. The island it self is split one side warm , bright and always dry , the other cold , dark and a lot of rain.

I had the sunnier and warmer part of the island , which had its benefits but in this case it didn't as my own little stream of fresh water dried out with the heat. It gave me two options. 1. Stick it out as long as I can with out water and hope for rain , or 2. Go to pans fresh water pool. I went for the second option.

So here I am crouched down under branches with my knife in my hand and my hood over my head. I've been in this position for about 20 minutes waiting for something or someone to come.

My patience is starting to wear thin so I get out of my crouching position and walk over to the pool. I drop to my knees dropping my knife and bottle to scoop a handful of water and splash it over my face.

" look what we have here " a cocky voice comes from behind me , I don't need to turn around to know who the voice belongs to. I turn to grab my knife but pan kicks it into the pool.

" You ass that's my favourite knife and you just kicked it into the pool ! " I yell.

" good observation Y/N want a medal ? " I glare at him hard

" well Y/N you want the knife you can jump into the pool and get it " a huge smirk is plastered to his face.

" how do I know there's nothing Alive in the pool that can kill me " I ask

" Wait you will actually jump into the pool for a stupid knife?" He laughed

" I'll answer your question if you answer mine "

I wasn't in the mood to play his games , all I wanted was my knife it had meaning to me because I was given it when I was younger as a present by my mother and father. I still can hear there voices when they gave me the knife.

" Now Y/N you only use this knife as protection , your father will teach you how to use it , remember only as protection "

It was like as if it was preparing me for Neverland. It didn't take me long to learn how to use a knife.

"No , no there's not " Peter cut off my train of thought.

I took off my jacket , my jumper and shoes and socks , I was left in a tank top and my ripped skinny jeans. I turned around to the pool and dived into the pool.

The cold water was a shock to my system , I opened my eyes and swam to the bottom of the pool.

I couldn't see anything , everything was blurry and dark except I saw a glare of something shinny so I swam towards it. Lucky enough it was my knife. There was a tight feeling in my chest , I had little oxygen left in my lungs so I swam as fast as I could to the surface.

I hit the surface and took a huge gasp of air. I looked around to see a worried looking pan at the edge of the pool. I swam towards him , he held out his hand to help me out and I gladly took it.

" Are you ok?!" He asked quickly He looked over me , checking for bumps or bruises. I started to laugh.

" what? " he asked , I laughed again.

"I'd never thought I would see the day that Peter Pan would be worrying about me" I laughed

A blush crept onto his face. "Aww your blushing " I pinched his cheeks. We both started laughing.

I started shivering , the cold hit me and I stopped laughing. Peter noticed.

" well Y/N you can come back to my camp to warm up if you want , it's not a far walk" he asked.

"I don't think your lost boys will like the idea " I tried to laugh but it turned out me shivering.

" I don't care it's their problem if they don't like it they can leave " He said bluntly.

I shook my my head. " since when do you care about my well being?" I started putting on the clothes I threw off before I jumped into the pool to try and warm up.

" well it's always nice to be nice Y/N " he picked me up in bridal style and started walking toward his camp.

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