Peter started to stammer. "But-How-You're-I'm-"

My smirk widened. "I'm still sixteen, Peter." I began circling him. "Isn't that what you've always wanted, Kuya? For me to be younger than you? You've got your wish. Albeit, what? Thirteen years later? You've always been no fun. The irony. The great Peter Pan has forgotten what fun means. Your Pan days are over, Peter. Now GO!"

Tink appeared in my face. "Sofia! He can't play simple games! Hook's got his kids, and I've only got three days! Three days to get him ready to fight."

One of the younger Lost Boy asked, "Peter Pan's gots kids?"

I frowned. "Kids? As in plural? Does Jack have some evil twin I didn't know about?"

The corner of Peter's lips quirked. "You remember Jack?"

I scoffed. "Of course I remember. I may hate the living," I glanced at the Lost Boys,"crap out of you, but I can never bring myself to hate my nephew, Peter Banning."

Rufio came behind me and whispered,"You know him?"

I whispered back,"Later."

He nodded and said spitefully,"Can't fly, fight, or crow. So... if any of you here think this Skug ain't Peter Pan..." he drew a line, "cross the line."

Peter awkwardly crossed, and I rolled my eyes, pointing my sword at his neck. He quickly backed away. All of the Lost Boys, save for Pockets, crossed. I could practically hear Rufio smirking. Pockets began to examine Peter, pushing the man's cheeks back.

"Oh, there you are Peter," Pockets said, smiling.

The Lost Boys began to swarm around the two and chatter about how Peter promised to never grow up.

I snorted. "Mga bobo!"

Rufio yelled,"Don't listen to that stinkin' fairy and that brainless fungus! I got the Pan sword! I'm the Pan now! You think this guy's gonna take that away from me, Rufio?" He raised the Pan sword for emphasis.

The boys rushed back to our side.

Pockets retorted. "If Tink believes, maybe he is Peter Pan!"

Only a handful went back to Pocket's side. I could tell Rufio was starting to get mad.

"Would you really follow this DROOLER against Kapitan Hook?" Again, the boys went to our side.

"What Captain Hook do to him if he weren't Peter Pan, huh?!" Pockets countered. The boys ran back to his side.

"Please, they've got my kids tied up. Hook's going to kill them unless we do something," Peter pleaded.

For the first time in years, my hatred for Peter wavered. "Fine."

Rufio looked at me in shock. "Bakit naman?" (Why?)

"Once upon a time, I was them. Waiting for a savior that would never come. Ayokong maging tulad sila saakin." (I don't want them to be like me.)

He frowned. "Pero wala naman male sayo." (But there's nothing wrong with you.)

"May galit sa puso. Sadista. Malupit." (Anger in the heart. Sadistic. Cruel.)

Rufio clutched my hand. "Explain later."

I nodded.

"Fine, we'll help." He nodded to Thud Butt. "You're in charge. Sofia and I have matters to discuss."