"Do you like it here?" The question was unexpected. Puck turned to Jake, who was smiling tensely at him. "Yeah. The old lady feeds me," he responded cheerfully. "And what about everyone else?" "Marshmellow's pretty fun, I guess. And it's easy to annoy Sabrina!" "How about Canis?" Puck stopped smiling suddenly, then forced a pained grin back onto his face. "He's... um... I don't know. No opinion." With that, the faery turned to go, but Jake grabbed his shoulder. He didn't miss how Puck flinched at the slightest contact. "Has he ever hurt you, Puck? Tell me the truth." Unpleasant memories from his own childhood were running through his mind, things Canis had done to him when he was too young to know what was going on. And now there was another little boy in the house, a very pretty and naïve young boy at that. "You can tell me," Jake repeated.

"Uh, well..." Puck fidgeted with the strings of his hoodie. "When they were building my room, he said I could sleep on a cot in his room until it was ready. I figured it was better than sleeping outside, so I said yes. Um, but when I went to go to sleep, there wasn't a cot. He said he forgot to set it up and I could just sleep in his bed, with-with him." Jake swallowed. This is what he was afraid of. "Did anything else happen? Did he touch you anywhere?" Puck nodded, looking at the wall. "He said it was cold, so he sort of hugged me for a while. I was about to fall asleep when he asked me if I could help him with something. Um... he told me to sit up, and I was too tired to argue. Then he unzipped my pajamas, and, um... I have stuff to do!" Puck turned again, trying to leave, but Jake grabbed his arm and pulled him back.

"Tell me what he did. I won't judge you, I just want to help. It sounds a lot like what he did to me." "He touched my, um, he touched me down... there," Puck whispered as he pointed hesitantly to his crotch. "And, um, he asked me to touch his penis, and I told him I didn't want to. He said that I had to, because he was being nice and letting me sleep in his room, and the old lady wouldn't want me to live with her if I was rude to her best friend. So I did what he told me to." Jake sighed. "Did anything else happen?" "He made me take my clothes off and just, uh, just stand there while he looked at me. And he touched me again, and got mad because it wasn't... he said it wasn't 'getting hard'. I told him I wanted to go to sleep, and he said I could, but he wouldn't let me put my clothes back on."

Both of them were silent for a moment. Then Jake sighed to himself and turned to the faery prince. "Puck, I want you to tell my mom about this, okay? She'll be pretty upset, but it'll help in the long run. I know Canis probably threatened to hurt you if you told anyone, but what he did is called molestation. Have you heard that word before?" "No." "Well, it means touching a child's privates, what Canis did to you. Does that make sense?" Puck nodded slightly, then fidgeted with his hoodie again. "She won't believe me. No one will, they all know I'm a liar." "I'll back you up. He did the same thing to me, and maybe some other kids before that. Come on, I want you to tell her right now."

A/N: This is really bad.