Peter's POV

Peter's eyes were closed, his arms spread out as he soared through the air. Most would be astounded by the view below them, and would not even blink in fear of missing a few seconds of it. However Peter had flown over Neverland thousands of times. He rolled onto his back, allowing the wind to carry him where it pleased. Nothing ever changes. Peter thought, and he couldn't stop that feeling from creeping in. The feeling that time was at a standstill, that he was stuck in a time loop. Suddenly an icy wind sent him flying, jolting him out of his thoughts. His body was hurtling towards the ground, and by the time he got his bearings the snow covered ground was dangerously close. He managed to summon enough pixie dust to slow the fall, but that didn't stop him from landing face first. He laughed for a bit at the complete randomness of what had happened. When he stopped laughing he realized something, he was incredibly cold. He stood up, and looked around. He saw a snow covered landscape, and felt that same brisk wind. I've never been to this part of the island before. Peter thought, he couldn't remember the last time he had ever been cold. Tinker Bell had never wanted to visit this part of the island, always saying she didn't have the proper clothing. It's not like you could go shopping in Neverland, and Peter figured that was why he could never get girls to stay. Peter figured that while he was here, he might as well explore. He saw something splash in the lake up ahead, and decided to check it out. As he got closer he realized it was a mermaid tail, and scratched his head in confusion. There is no way a half naked creature can survive in freezing water. Peter thought, reaching the conclusion that this was one poor lost mermaid in desperate need of his assistance. Also all the mermaid he knew were hot, so that was probably what really prompted him to dive into the ice cold water.

Jack's POV

Jack was swimming around when he heard the sound of something breaking the surface. Nothing ever entered the lake from above, and Jack decided to check it out. The water was dark, and he could only make out what looked like glitter. Well that's odd. Jack thought, before being completely blind sided. He felt someone grab him from behind, and was propelled out of the water. The figure was holding him bridal style, and they were flying through the air. Jack didn't have time to think about how impossible this was. He turned to yell at his attacker, but paused for a moment to gaze at his face. Jack shook his head, it didn't matter how cute he looked. The boy was still his attacker after all.

"Put me down!" Jack shouted, and the boy looked down at him quizzically.

"I thought mermaids were only chicks." the boy said, and Jack felt his ears flush in anger. For starters, it was obvious he hadn't heard a word Jack had said, but more importantly he had attacked Jack's manhood.

"That is offensive! Just because I don't have shells does not make me any less of a merspecies." Jack exclaimed, and the boy laughed.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to offend you. I'm taking you to meet more of your kind, maybe you can start a movement for merman rights or something." the boy said, a smirk on his lips. Jack did not appreciate the sass, and gave the boy an icy glare. Why are the cute ones arrogant jerks. Jack pondered.

"You are taking me home! And if you don't we're going down right now." Jack threatened, and the boy looked at him in surprize.

"You wouldn't dare" The boy said, and Jack smacked him with his tail. This caused Jack to slip from the boys grip. He found himself falling through the air, and felt really stupid. RIP Jack Frost, fell to his death after being kidnapped by a pixie dust addict. Jack thought, feeling rather depressed. Suddenly he felt now familiar arms wrap around his waist.

"Ok you win, but don't ever do that again." The boy said, looking surprisingly serious. Jack looked away, trying to hide the fact he was obviously blushing.

"Why did you catch me?" Jack questioned, and the boy laughed.

"I wasn't going to let a merman die. You're a rarity you know" the boy joked, and Jack found himself smiling. Too quickly the two reached the lake, and Jack felt refreshed by the cool bite of the water. Jack surfaced the water to see a very red-faced boy.

"I'm sorry for kidnapping you… I thought you needed help. I'm just going to go this is extremely awkward." The boy said, before turning around.

"Wait!" Jack yelled, and the boy stopped.

"I never got your name, my name's Jack by the way" Jack continued, and the boy spun to face him.

"I'm Peter. I'll see you tomorrow the old lady is probably worried about me" Peter explained, before flying away. Jack sighed, he wished someone worried about him. As Jack dove under the surface, he couldn't help but think of tomorrow.