boywhowontgrowup:

_{“I’m not gonna fall.” He wasn’t speaking in an over-confident way, for once, he knew for a fact there was no way he could fall. Flying came as easy as breathing for him, and it was almost laughable to suggest Peter Pan could actually fall. “Besides I don’t need any kind of guardian.” Though, the boy didn’t quite understand what a guardian was it didn’t sound like anything he needed or wanted.}

    _{"Everyone needs a Guardian, kid,” Jack tells him confidently, raising an eyebrow as if the fact that someone didn’t was ridiculous. If they didn’t have one, then who would protect their sense of wonder? Their memories? Their fun? Even this strange boy needed one.}

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boywhowontgrowup:

_{“Why do you want to know?” Peter questioned looking down at the older boy. He wasn’t really doing anything at the moment. Simply looking around to find something that would be interesting for him.} 

    _{“Just wondering.” His reply is easy, and the winds lift him up to balance behind the unusual little boy. “Guardian business. Protecting dreams, bringing joy, making sure kids don’t fall off of high objects – it’s what I do.”}

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    _{“Hey, kiddo, what’re you doing up there?” Jack’s curious, but not worried. If he managed to get up there in the first place, he’s likely fine – and a lot more athletic than he is.}

{ + 4 Redheaded Strangers }

    _{“You seem a bit…chilly.”}