Dammit, what is with me and forgetting to post? Well, not like anyone cares. No one's even reading these, I'm just doing this for fun now xD
He has grown up, he's wearing a suit. No one would ever recognise him as the boy who wouldn't grow up. But if you looked closer you'd see his tousled hair, his impish smile, and the childish light in his eyes. He is still the same Peter Pan from years ago.
Well, there is one difference. He no longer has his Wendy-lady. It's been years since he'd decided to grow up in London, but after tireless searching, he could not find her, and he never will. For the story of Peter and Wendy was always meant to be a tragedy.