What if the characters from Peter Pan cross over from Never Land into the world of Sherlock? They undergo physical changes, none of them have the exact appearance of the time they were in Never Land. Peter has grown up, and every one else has underwent drastic physical changes. No one has the same height or hair color or even ethnicity they used to have. Some characters manage to find and recognize each other. This is how some of those conversations might go.
This is a series of unrelated one-shots, and each Sherlock character is going to be a different Peter Pan character in the different chapter, though they might reprise their roles at times.
With a big thank you to my Beta JAL.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of Sherlock, nor those of Peter Pan. But this mixture here is mine!
A Princess in Her Own Right:
It was dark, they had put a sac on the hostage's head, so they couldn't see their surroundings. A man was circling the chair, the sound of his footsteps on the concrete floor echoing in the empty room.
"Well, well, well," the high pitched voice of the captor rang in the room, "We meet again, Princess."
The hostage's hands fisted in anger.
"Oh, come now, don't be like that." The Irish man said, "You knew I would have eventually found you. After all," He moved towards the chair and reached for the sack covering the captive's head, "I was always-WHAT?!"
The sack had been removed to reveal the angry-no- livid face of John Watson.
"This is wrong." Jim Moriarty said speculatively, looking into John's glaring eyes. If looks could kill-but let's not get into clichés, shall we?
Moriarty reached forwards and removed John's gag. John spat on the ground and growled, "Who are you calling a princess?"
"Why on earth did Seb get you?" Moriarty said confused, as if John hadn't said anything, "I distinctly told him to get me Harriet Watson, you're not even female!"
John frowned disapprovingly, "Why did you want to kidnap Harriet?"
"Because," Jim said in mock patience, "She's Tiger Lily. I figured it out, she's the Picanniny Princess, if I kidnapped her- but why should I explain this to you? The real question is, why are you here instead of her?"
"You're after my sister?" John asked incredulously.
"Harriet Watson is your sister?" Jim asked him astonished.
"It's Harry, and yes, she's my twin sister." John answered him.
"Harry?" Jim exclaimed, "TWIN? Oh, well, maybe I don't have to kill anyone over this." He muttered.
Just then, the doors of the warehouse burst open and Sherlock Holmes stormed in.
Moriarty rolled his eyes while John nearly jumped out of his seat and looked towards the door.
"James!" Sherlock bellowed, "You have got to stop kidnapping royalty, this is getting tedious!"
"Hey, it's Captain Hook to you, if you're going to use that tone with me, Pan!" Moriarty snapped. "And he's the wrong hostage anyway, you can have him." He said as he walked away, "This time"
Sherlock made short work of John's binds. John shot up out of the chair and called after Hook, "What do you want with Harry?"
Hook stopped and turned around to face John, "Well…" he drawled, "I was going to pressure her to marry me in order to gain influence over the tribe, but after finding out that she's Harry Watson, I don't think that'll work, since she's already married to another woman."
"That's gross! She's-"
James rolled his eyes "Different time and space dimensions, different ages, she's the same age as me if not older!" He drawled, and then added in a softer tone, "She's useless any way." He shook his head and left.
John turned towards his friend, "Thanks for coming so quickly, Peter."
They turned and started walking towards the door.
"Don't mention it Hard-to-Hit." He replied, then frowned, "You might want to change your name. You're getting hit quite a lot lately."
"Hmm" Hard-to-Hit hummed, "How about Shoot-no-Miss?"
Peter snorted, "Humble much?"
"You have something better?" Shoot-no-Miss asked.
"See-no-observe." Peter replied smoothly.
"That's mean, and according to you, almost everyone is like that." See-no—Um…For-now-John protested. "If it was something I'm constantly called is Did-you-Bring-your-Gun."
"That would get you arrested in thirty seconds flat!" Peter Holmes retorted.
"Okay, what do you propose?"
"I propose," Sherlock Pan began, "That we never let Hook find out that the laws of Britain have changed or he'd kidnap you on purpose."
For-now-John's eye's widened in horror, "Oh no, what do I do?"
"Get married as soon as possible." Sherlock suggested.
"Who'd marry me on such short notice?"
*Ping*
Sherlock looked at the text message on his phone and frowned. Then he began to read his reply under his breath, "Piss…off…Mycroft!"
"What did he say?"
"He says he has the paper work ready for us to get married. And to call you He-who-follows" Sherlock grumbled, "He has his heart set on marring us off together."
"I swear, he and Mrs. Hudson have made a club." For-now-John huffed. "Funny no one thought of an easier solution. And I don't like that name either."
"He-who-Heals?" Pan suggested.
The name was pondered by the temporarily nameless character, "Heels… Heals…I like the pun in it. Okay, He-who-Heels it is!"
"Good to know. Now, what is your solution to our problem?"
"Um, killing off Captain Hook?" He-who-Heals said with a touch of sarcasm, "It was how we dealt with him before."
Peter pondered that, "Yes…finding a giant crocodile is much easier than getting married."
He-Who-Heels snorted, "We want to make sure he's gone. We'll find a whale!"
"The whale is from another story, and he'll sail out of it." Sherlock pointed out.
"Well, the crocodile obviously didn't work, how about a giant octopus?" John suggested.
"Can you control it? All of these giant animals are liable to backfire." Peter pointed out.
He-who-Heals took a deep breath and let it out slowly, "This is getting us nowhere, I'll have to use my last resort."
"Which is?"
"I'm sending Tiger Lily to marry Hook, he'll swear off coming anywhere near us before the week is out!"
With great thanks to elbafo for name suggestions for John's Native American persona!
The names were based on names used in the other incarnations of the story and the novel itself.
Have you seen the trailers for that new movie Pan? I both dread and anticipate it...