A/N: Sorry about the gaps between chapter updates, I ended up with less time to write than I thought that I'd have, but anyway, please enjoy Chapter 7 - and if you've been waiting for Sebastian to explain himself, do read on... :)

Also, magiclover222 got the correct answer to my competition, and I have now received oneshot prompts from an-artist-at-work, Wallflowerz, Kiwi and magiclover222, but I am still waiting for one from MeganThreeSix, which I would like to receive as soon as possible. All oneshots will be written as soon as I can, but I can't promise when they'll be done by.

The oneshot for an-artist-at-work is called Finding Neverland and will be uploaded by tomorrow, hopefully, so please do go and read that :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee and I do not own Peter Pan.

The Warblers' hideout was possibly the most remarkable creation that Nick had ever come across, and it wasn't just because the entire house had been constructed underground. There was a room for each boy, as well as an alcove that housed a special set of rooms for Sebastian. At first, Wes had fretted over where Nick was going to sleep, but after Jeff had suggested that Nick sleep with him, Wes had quickly amended this by deciding that they could clear one side of the main room and put a bed into one corner.

All in all, the Warblers had been extremely welcoming; Nick had considered that it might have been rather awkward between them, since he was the newest there, yet Jeff had taken a particular liking to him, and that the Warblers had tried to kill him, albeit mistakenly. However, Trent had felt so guilty about what had happened, but he was also very grateful for Nick saving him from his punishment, that he took to following Nick around for a while, in an attempt to make it up to him in any way possible.

Eventually, Nick had told him that he didn't owe him anything, and he'd finally left him alone. Nick felt rather bad for practically telling Trent to go away, but while Trent was a very nice person, it was rather aggravating to have him following his every move.

Jeff, meanwhile, had decided that since Nick was their guest, they should all practically wait on him hand and foot. Nick had protested this and tried to get the other boys to treat him just the same as they'd treat one another, but Jeff seemed to have convinced them that Nick would be repaying them sufficiently with the stories he could tell.

And that's what he'd been doing every night; sitting the boys down and telling them all a variety of different stories. Although he'd quickly discovered that they could all read, courtesy of Wes teaching them, the Warblers did not own any proper fiction books and therefore, they were all mesmerised by the fact that Nick could just repeat any fairytale whenever he wanted to.

Jeff enjoyed the stories that Nick would tell them, but it always puzzled him that all the tales were about princesses and rarely featured a prince until the girl needed saving; were girls always getting into trouble like that?

Sadly for Jeff, you see, he'd never properly encountered a girl, apart from when he was much younger, and so he didn't remember that very well. Of course he knew female fairies, the mermaids and Santana; but the fairies and the mermaids are magical creatures, and therefore, react differently to ordinary humans; and Santana is so headstrong and determined to be seen as one of the Indian warriors, that Jeff stopped seeing her as a girl ages ago, and now just assumed that she was utterly unique and just, well, Santana-like.

"Say, Nick," Jeff spoke up one day during their daily storytelling, "Can I ask you something?"

Nick looked over in surprise at the blonde boy, and nodded quickly.

"Of course, Jeff," he replied.

The blonde was usually silent during the story, and would often reprimand the others if they interrupted. Yet, here he was, leaning back on his chair so that only two legs were on the ground and looking as there was something very important that he wanted to say.

"Do you have any stories that don't involve princesses?"

Nick frowned at the question.

"What do you mean?" he asked in confusion; all the fairytales he could recite had princesses in them, at least, he was pretty sure that they did in some shape of form. Of course, there may have been ones that didn't focus solely on princesses, but he didn't really know of any well enough to retell them.

"I mean, are there any stories where instead of a prince and a princess, they have two princes?" Jeff clarified, watching as Nick's expression morphed from one of confusion to one of thoughtfulness.

"I don't think there are any," Nick said eventually, sounding mildly disappointed at that realisation.

Jeff's face fell as well, as the rest of the Warblers glanced amongst themselves; the majority of them were puzzled as to Jeff's request, since they couldn't understand his dislike of princesses, but Wes just smiled knowingly to himself.

"That's a shame," he said sadly, "I'd like to be rescued by a prince, but I can't be a princess, can I?"

Nick opened and closed his mouth a few times, before settling on a suitable reply.

"Just because there aren't any stories about two princes," he said finally, "Doesn't mean that it couldn't happen."

Jeff smiled happily at that.

"So I can find myself a prince?" he asked excitably.

Nick nodded quickly, and assured him that he could. The blonde boy had been so pleased that he'd declared that Nick could tell them another story that night, instead of just telling them one.

Although Nick was reciting a story to the boys in front of him, his mind was elsewhere, as he considered Jeff's desperation to find his own prince. It was pretty clear to Nick that Jeff liked boys, there was no doubt about it, and Nick would be lying if he wasn't overjoyed by this piece of news, since Nick had always known that he preferred boys over girls as well.

Yet, there was something about Jeff that made having feelings for him seem incredibly inappropriate. Maybe it was because he was so innocent? Yes, it felt strange to have those sorts of feelings for someone who didn't even know what kissing was.

And then there was the horrid doubt in the back of Nick's head; Jeff wanted a prince, and Nick would never be a suitable substitute for such a great expectation as that.

Nick sighed and continued with the story regardless, while the Warblers appeared oblivious to his internal turmoil. Not that Nick thought they needed to know about his feelings, they'd probably all think that he had just arrived and now was trying to steal their best friend away from them. No, Nick just needed to ignore his feelings and concentrate on being a friend to Jeff, because that's what the other boy needed, he didn't need someone pursuing him romantically; not that he'd realise if anybody was.

Why was everything so complicated?

Sebastian returned from his week long suspension in a similar mood to the one that he had left in, demanding loudly, when he first re-entered the hideout, whether anybody had missed him. He'd received a rather resounding silence, since all of the boys had been out at that moment, and so, in a fit of rage, he'd decided to take a pair of scissors to as many pairs of socks as he could find. Sadly for Seb, he only managed to find two pairs, one pair belonging to Wes, the other pair to Nick, and so he was not entirely satisfied once he'd finished.

Nick, of course, being slightly bewildered by the giant holes cut out of his socks, had taken a needle to both his pair and Wes', and had sewn patches into them so that they were wearable again.

Needless to say, that did not improve Sebastian's mood either.

In truth, Sebastian, you should probably be glad that you were allowed to return as quickly as you did. For you know Jeff's timekeeping skills, or lack of them, and you are fortunate that when you asked him if a week was up, he replied in the affirmative, instead of telling you that you must wait a little while longer before you would be permitted to return.

On the other hand, Nick was wishing that Wes hadn't prevented Jeff from banishing Sebastian forever, for ever since the pixie had gotten back, he appeared to be doing everything he could to make Nick's life a misery. After the socks incident, he'd also dropped a pan of hot water on him; granted, it was only a Sebastian-sized pan, but it had managed to burn his arm a little and had left a small pink mark for a few days. And the pixie also took every opportunity to contradict everything that Nick said or suggested, and it was annoying the other boy so much that he decided to speak with Sebastian as soon as possible.

And therefore, it was a great surprise for Sebastian to suddenly see Nick's face appear on the same level as his small alcove in the hideout.

"I thought you'd all gone on an adventure," Sebastian said, getting ready to pull the curtain across in front of Nick's face so that the other boy could go away and leave him in peace.

"The others have gone," Nick said shortly, "But I've stayed here."

Sebastian laughed sarcastically to himself.

"Now, why would you do that?" he asked, "I doubt it was because you wanted to spend quality time with me."

Nick frowned.

"Actually," he said, "I did stay here because I wanted to speak to you."

"But maybe I don't want to speak to you," Sebastian snapped quickly, busying himself by tidying up a few of the clothes that had fallen on the floor in one of his rooms.

Nick sighed, understanding that if he didn't just ask the pixie straight away, then was going to be ignored and then he'd never have an answer.

"Sebastian, are you jealous of me?"

The shock of Nick's question caused the pixie to drop the shoe he was holding, and it clattered surprisingly loudly as it landed and rolled across the floorboards.

"Sorry," Sebastian looked utterly confused, "Did you just ask whether I was jealous of you?"

Nick nodded quickly, watching the other boy through narrowed eyes.

"Why would I be jealous of you?" Sebastian actually started laughing at that point and he collapsed backwards onto his bed, "Oh, that's got to be one of the funniest things I've ever heard! Me? Jealous of you?"

Nick frowned in annoyance.

"Wait, you were being serious?" Sebastian's eyes widened and he sat up hurriedly.

"Yes, I was being serious," Nick replied through gritted teeth; it was taking all of his will power to stop himself from picking the pixie up and throwing him against the nearest wall to knock some sense into him. "You don't seem to like it whenever Jeff pays any attention to me, and you dislike it even more when I pay attention to him."

There was pause, before Sebastian's eyes widened in realisation and he dissolved in another irritating fit of laughter.

"You think that I'm in love with Jeff and so I'm jealous of you!" he cried, "Oh, Nick…" He regarded the other boy slightly pitifully. "Oh, Nick…" he repeated.

"Well, are you?" Nick snapped, he had little patience with the pixie as it was.

"Of course not!" Sebastian cried, laughing at the suggestion.

Nick breathed an audible sigh of relief, which failed to go unnoticed by the other boy.

"Oh, but you are!" the pixie crowed, sounding very similar to a particular blonde boy when he was pleased with himself.

Nick blushed and cast a quick glance around the room, even though there was no one there to overhear their conversation.

"Alright," he said finally, "Maybe it's not love yet, but I do have some, er, feelings for Jeff."

"I knew it!" Sebastian cried, "Why else do you think I keep annoying you?"

Nick's brow furrowed in confusion again.

"Wait, so you annoy me because I like Jeff, but you're still claiming that you're not jealous of me?" he asked, "How does that work?"

"Listen," Sebastian said suddenly, "I'm going to tell you something, but you mustn't tell anyone else."

"Why not?"

"Because I've never told anyone this before, not even Jeff or the Warblers."

"Okay, then, go ahead."

"This will probably sound weird," Sebastian explained, "But if I can find my one true love and kiss them, then I will become human-sized. If I was in love with Jeff, do you think I'd still be only six inches tall?"

Nick considered this for a moment, and then began nodding slowly.

"No, I guess you wouldn't," he said, "But that still doesn't explain why you dislike me for liking Jeff, surely it shouldn't bother you?"

Sebastian opened his mouth to reply, but Nick cut him off quickly.

"Wait, you need to be kissed?" he asked, "If you know what a kiss is, then why does Jeff not?"

Sebastian sighed.

"That is exactly why I don't like you or what you're doing," he said eventually, "Jeff doesn't know what a kiss is because he's too innocent, and if you go after him because you like him romantically, then he won't stay that innocent, will he?" He paused. "Unless you're really creepy and want a relationship in which you won't even touch Jeff, but…"

Nick made a face.

"I'd like an actual relationship," he said, "Where I could actually kiss another person, and if that person is Jeff, well, then I shall have to teach him what a kiss really is."

"That's why I'm trying to put you off pursuing Jeff," Sebastian said, "He's innocent and he should stay that way, therefore, he can't know what a kiss is."

"Why do you want him to stay so innocent?" Nick asked, sounding slightly angry at this point, "Why is it up to you?"

"It's not up to me," Sebastian hissed, "Since it's Jeff who wants to stay innocent, and, as his best friend, I feel obliged to fulfil that request of his. Don't look so confused, growing up is Jeff's greatest fear and by remaining as innocent as he is, he won't be growing up anymore."

"You can't seriously expect Jeff to just stay the same forever, can you?" Nick asked incredulously.

Sebastian glared at the other boy.

"It's what Jeff wants," he said with a shrug, "And so I'm just doing what he wishes, since he's my best friend. If you care about how he feels, you'll also respect that."

"But what if Jeff develops feelings for someone else?" Nick persisted, "The other day he mentioned that he wanted to find himself his own prince, just like in the fairytales."

"Well, that's you feeding him ridiculous stories, isn't it?" Sebastian said, looking highly unimpressed, "Anyway, have you seen many princes on this island? No, I didn't think so."

"I didn't mean a literal prince," Nick retorted, "It's just the principle of it. What would happen if Jeff fell in love with someone? Would you just keep him in the dark and not tell him how to deal with his feelings or not tell him how to act on his feelings?"

"I'd do what Jeff wanted," Sebastian replied, "If he asked to know, then I'd tell him."

"He can't ask you!" Nick cried, "Because he doesn't know that these things exist; he doesn't know that there are things you should do if you have feelings for someone. He'll be left floundering with a load of emotions that he won't understand."

Sebastian seethed at this accusation; he was fiercely protective of Jeff, and he took Jeff's belief in not growing up very seriously indeed.

"This is only an issue because you're making it one," the pixie said, "Ever since we met you, Nick, you've caused nothing but trouble, and I can tell that you're going to cause more."

"Having feelings for someone and wanting to act on those feelings is not wrong," Nick replied sharply, "You're the one causing trouble, Sebastian." His voice took on a determined tone. "I like Jeff, and if there's a chance that he reciprocates these feelings, then I shall act upon them, whether you like it or not."

"Fine," Sebastian said warningly, "Continue like this, Nick. But be warned, I will try and stop you."

Their conversation was hastily terminated by the return of Jeff and the Warblers, and the sound of excited voices filled the hideout. Nick moved away from Sebastian's rooms, and the pixie drew the curtain across so that he was hidden from sight.

"You should have come with us today, Nick!" Jeff cried excitably, grabbing Nick by the hands and whirling him around the room a few times, "We've just had the most wonderful adventure!"

"I'm glad to hear that," Nick said, smiling warmly at the blonde boy, who was currently hopping from foot to foot as he recalled the day's happenings.

"I shall take you on an adventure tomorrow, Nick!" Jeff said suddenly, "Just me and you, how does that sound?"

Nick was sure that he heard the muffled noise of Sebastian punching something viciously behind his curtain, but he ignored the angry pixie, and instead turned to Jeff with a bright grin on his face.

"I'd love that, Jeff," he said happily.

"Thank you!" Jeff cried, clearing overjoyed with the other boy's agreement and he bounded over to hug Nick tightly, "You're the best, Nicky!"

A/N: So, now we know why Sebastian was being such a nuisance :)

Also, the updates for the next month or so will not be very regular, and updates will be subject to Internet availabilty. I will also be trying to write as much as possible over the next few days, so that I have something to upload, because I will be able to upload stuff that has already been written, but I won't be able to write any new chapters.

Thank you for reading, and please leave a review to tell me what you thought :)