Of all the people on Neverland, you were the one that gave Pan the most trouble. You were constantly going where you shouldn't and always starting in on the boys. The reason? Pan had no idea, but he thought it might have something to do with the fact that you were the only girl on the island. That was probably the reason you could get away with sassing Pan the way you did, too.

"Where is Y/N?" Pan asked Felix, his second in command. The blond shrugged and Pan growled. Now he had to go find you to make sure you weren't in any trouble. He flew above the trees, his green eyes scanning the vast island from above. He was nearing Mermaid Lagoon when he heard you scream. "Of course," he muttered under his breath.

You'd been fascinated by the mermaids since you'd come to Neverland. Pan had warned you about them, but as usual, you hadn't listened. Pan picked up speed as he flew, hoping he'd get to you on time. When he arrived, Pan saw your head at the surface of the Lagoon. He was about to call out when you were dragged under again. He groaned and dove into the crystal clear water. His eyes quickly found you. You were struggling against the mermaids that were intent on drowning you.

Pan swam over and was about to free you when he felt a pair of hands grab his own ankle. You saw what was happening and decided that it was time to do something. You kicked the mermaid that had you with your free leg, causing her to let go. You reached for the knife on your belt and swam over to Pan. You did your best to swipe at the mermaids surrounding you with your knife, causing them to let go of Pan.

You grabbed his arm and swam for the surface, brandishing your knife the whole way. Your lungs were screaming for air by the time you broke the surface of the water with Pan. "You stupid girl!" he cried the moment he'd caught his breath. You smirked at him and retorted between pants, "You're welcome." He glared at you. You sat trying to catch your own breath as Pan glared at you.

"You just don't know how to listen, do you? You are determined to get in trouble," he said darkly. You shrugged. It wasn't that you went looking for trouble. It just always seemed to find you. "I know how to listen. I just choose not to. What's the point of living on an island with no grown-ups if you can't do what you want? Seems counter-productive to me." Pan let out another groan. "You just don't learn..."

You giggled and replied, "Nope." Pan's eyes narrowed at you once again. "You are going to be the death of me. Let's get back to camp. You have to be punished." You arched a brow at him. His punishment for you was always the same and he knew it didn't really bother you. "What, the cage? You do realize I'm not afraid of heights, right?" you asked him. As soon as you said it, you regretted it.

"Really?" he questioned. He wrapped an arm and around you and pulled you up into the sky. When he deemed you were up high enough, he let go. You let out a scream as you fell to the ground. Pan smirked and dove down to catch you just before you hit the ground. You were shaking, but glared at Pan all the same. "Is that how you treat poor innocent girls, Pan?" Pan's thick brow quirked."Innocent?" You both began laughing at that. Yes, it was true that you caused Pan a ton of trouble, but he wouldn't have it any other way. You wouldn't be his best friend if you weren't your normal, sassy, troublesome self.