|gelsey (gelsey) wrote in ourfunaus,|
@ 2008-11-22 19:17:00
|Entry tags:||au: fascination, complete, date: december 2002, pansy, peter|
RP: Little Boy Worried
Character/Pairing: Pansy, Peter
Warnings: don’t think there’ll be any
Summary: Peter has something on his mind.
A/N: Set in Fascination, around the time Amy and co. get home for the holidays.
Peter was troubled. At five years old, it was usually simple, silly things that worried the little boy, like what he was going to get for Christmas or if Taddy—yes, he knew how to say it right and always did in public these days, but he was still Taddy—would be upset that he spilled something on the rug in his room, but it was something more serious that preyed on his mind.
He’d overheard—he hadn’t meant to, honest, he’d just been looking for his book!—his Aunt Natalie and Aunt Mandy talking about Taddy and Pansy, and normally that would be okay because everyone seemed to like Taddy and Pansy—except sometimes Uncle Nathan, but Taddy said Uncle Nathan wasn’t always like other people when it came to things like that—but today it was different. Aunt Natalie was wondering if Taddy was ever going to propose to and marry Pansy.
Peter was familiar with these concepts because that was how Aunt Mandy became his aunt, because Uncle Nathan proposed to her and they gotted married last year. He’d gotten to be in the wedding and everything, and it had been cool. Taddy had explained it all to him. Being a smart boy, he understood that if Taddy and Pansy married, Pansy would be his mummy. He’d never had a mummy, but if he could ever pick a mum it would be her. She was all soft and sweet and she liked playing with him and he loved her.
But if Taddy never married her, she would never be his mum. And this wasn’t a thought he liked at all. Like Aunt Natalie said, maybe one day Pansy might get tired of waiting for Taddy and leave. Peter didn’t want her to leave!
He was doing what he did a lot, sometimes. He liked walking around the manor and thinking, and Taddy let him do it as long as he was very careful. Mimsy was usually around anyways. So Peter walked down the hallways, randomly entering rooms and looking around and trying to figure out how to keep Pansy from going away.