#interaction: felix

[ask-panofneverland]

Peter slowly pushed open the door to his apartment, being careful to do so quietly. Despite having lived in Storybrooke for a while now, he couldn't quite get used to how still everything was compared to the city he grew up in. It was a simple observation, rather than a complaint. Having been through a chaotic childhood, the slowness of the quaint town was a nice change of pace.

After carefully pulling his keys from the door, Peter peered over his shoulder to find Felix across from him. "What are you still doing up?" he asked the blond. It was rather late and Peter had almost expected his roommate--and best friend--to be asleep. Nevertheless, Felix's presence was always a pleasant surprise. Peter faintly smiled to himself as he couldn't quite imagine where he would be without him by his side. In fact, Felix was the only thing in life that ever made sense to him. He was lucky, to say the least.

“I have leftovers from Granny’s if you’re hungry,” Peter kindly offered as he placed a carry out box into their fridge. Their apartment wasn't much, but it was home. After finally settling in, Peter took a better look at Felix and could sense that something was off. "Is everything okay?" he asked casually.

@ask-felixofneverland

[asking-peterpan]

neveryouths:

The lanky second-in-command was experiencing some intense pain himself having been bitten on the arm by the swamp hag but he wasn’t in the habit of whining and moaning about it in public like a little girl. Felix had a high tolerance for pain of which was conditioned in him having endured many nasty levels of wounds inflicted on him through his time in Neverland. He would deal with his injury later in the privacy of his hut. Besides, unlike the other boy who sat whimpering at their feet, he had no such intention of appearing weak in front of his king.

Felix placed a small twig between his lips for his teeth bared down on to help cut the pain he was feeling. He wasn’t going to disappointed Pan; he’d die first. If it was a game he wanted Felix would most definitely oblige him.

A concentrated smirk pulled at the corner of the lost boy’s lips as he made a shiny red object appear from behind his back and with a steady hand placed it on top his head.

  “How about a death-defying game of target practice?”

The smirk that pressed itself to the piper’s lips spread wider at Felix’s proposal. The loyal second in command always seemed to have a way of fulfilling Pan’s desires in ways that the others didn’t. There was an unspoken understanding between the two. One that could only be formed after spending centuries together on the island.  

Pan looked Felix up and down. Despite the lanky blonde’s own injury, he still gave into the king’s requests. Pan never failed to be impressed by the boy’s persistence. While he knew that Felix was eager to satisfy his thirst for thrill, he found more enjoyment in the idea of pushing the less willing boys to their limit.

The king smugly peered down at the boy who was keeled over in pain at his feet and then again at Felix who stood before him with the red object placed atop his mess of hair.

“That’s good Felix--really good. But you’re just all too willing to stand before my bow. Wouldn’t it be much more exciting if this one took your place?” Pan asked while nudging the whimpering boys’ back lazily with the sole of his foot. “Better yet,” he paused for a moment, “I want you to shoot. Show this one what it’s really like to face death.”

@neveryouths​

[ask-panofneverland]

"You heard me," the boy repeated. "Peter Pan never fails. Even when they think that he's defeated--that they've won. He finds a way," he finished with a devilish smirk. One that appeared sorely misplaced amidst Henry's features. While the other boys may have betrayed Pan at the promise of a new life in the land without magic, Felix continued to prove his unwavering loyalty.

Despite the piper's temptation to reveal his true identity to Felix, he wanted even more for the lanky lost boy to come to the realization on his own. "Our game isn't over just yet."

@ask-felixofneverland

[ask-panofneverland]

It had been days since Pan confronted Felix with the truth of his existence in Neverland, but somehow their conversation still felt unfinished. It was clear that Felix wasn’t satisfied with Pan’s reasoning for keeping him in the dark for so long. He seemed hurt. A kind of hurt that Pan had never seen in Felix before. The idea of his most loyal companion losing trust in him made Pan feel more uneasy than he would ever admit to being. But he couldn’t focus on that now. Each day brought them closer to the arrival of Henry, and inevitably the Savior. 

The Neverland sun had just begun to peek through the lush jungle. Most of the boys were still asleep, but a few--including Felix--were seated around the remnants of last nights fire and enjoying an early breakfast. Pan was a short distance away, closely examining a bow. It was his preferred weapon--one that he had mastered over centuries spent on the island. With the tips of the arrows dipped in dreamshade, the bow became just as deadly as the blade of a sword. Today, the boys would practice their shooting accuracy. Pan would lead them, but knew that doing so would be too draining on his own. Despite there still being some disconnect between the two, he needed Felix. 

“Felix, get over here.”

@asklostfelix​

[asking-peterpan]

It was a stupid call, I admit it. I thought I could get the boy out before the creature closed in. We can't afford to lose one of our best boys. It's just a flesh wound -- it will heal. ( Felix )

It was a very stupid call. What creature was it that left this one with such a nasty mark? Tell me, Felix. Was it the mermaids again? Because I’ll scale every last one of those bloody sea demons with the blade of my sword if they dare swim too close to the shoreline in my presence. 

[ask-panofneverland]

What are you thinking? There's something on your mind, isn't there? I can always tell.

You’re always so observant Felix. It’s one of the reasons you’re my second in command. But you’re right, there is something on my mind. . .We must start preparations for when the boy arrives. It won’t be for a while longer, but we cannot afford any mishaps with this one. The game will be more difficult than before. I need to know that I can count on you to do as I command without hesitation. 

[ask-panofneverland]

Are you angry with me? I feel like I disappointed you in some way. (pansdevils - felix)

If you're asking, then you must already know the answer. The question is what? What is it that you’ve done to my displeasure? You’re a smart boy, Felix. What could it be?

[ask-panofneverland]

Can I crash here tonight? I don't want to go home. ( modern AU, maybe? )

"You don't ever have to ask, Felix. Stay as long as you need to," Peter assured the blond with a slight smile pressed at his lips. "Everything okay?" he asked casually.