Disclaimer: I do not own the iron fey series and regrettably, nor will I ever. I believe that Julie Kagawa is an amazing writer and I am just a humble writer of fanfiction. And if I take any lines from the book I will mark them to avoid any possible trouble from copy right. The lines will be marked with either parenthesis followed by a page number. This is the second chapter so we're going to be in the first book still ("The Iron King")

Warning: this story will contain spoilers for those who haven't read all the books I don't want to ruin it for you if you have been looking forward to reading it. If you haven't read all the books yet I highly recommend that you do because it is a really great series. Also please do not steal my story; this comes from my head with inspiration from Julie Kagawa (who is awesome), and if you do the wrath of the leprechauns will be upon you and the dragons will breath fire down upon you and will show you no mercy. You can hide but they will always find you always, and you will suffer their wrath whether you want to or not. Please remember that they only listen to me up to a certain point and I am not going to be held responsible for any physical or mental damage that they could possibly cause.

Chapter 2 Part 1: She's falling for another

Ten years ago, her human father disappeared, and because I am a faerie and cannot lie, I will say, although not proudly that I am part of the reason that he disappeared. I know that she has suffered nightmares from that day for many years and that she has never forgotten what had happened. I also know that if I did not do anything that human would end up with a much worse fate than to spend his life playing for the dark muse and to never see his 'daughter' again. The faerie queen Titiana wanted him for her revenge, since she would not dare touch her husband's child or lover in fear of his wrath should she vex him. It killed me to have to do this to that little child who had already captured a place in my heart since the beginning, and when I had to hold her as she cried it was like having a nail driven deep into my heart. The police never found a trace of him, just his shoes at the edge of the pond the only clue left of where he could have went, and she was never supposed to know the truth, I had orders never to tell her and if she should know, I need to make her forget. The fey cannot lie, yet I feel that my whole life is some huge lie here.

10 years later

My name is Robin Goodfellow and in a matter of hours the half human daughter of Oberon, Meghan Chase, will be 16 years old, what the humans call the 'sweet 16' birthday, and it is also a time when her glamour fully manifests and her sight becomes stronger. Being a daughter of Oberon makes her glamour stronger than in the average half blood, thus I must suppress it with the mistwine and hope for the best. I realized many years ago that I am in love with Meghan Chase, the princess of the Seelie court, also the school outcast and the hick girl from the swamp. I have taken residence in the woods about two or so miles from the chase household, in a little hut hidden away. Over the years I've had to make up excuses to make sure none of them ever wondered about my 'parents' that they never saw, or my 'house' no one ever visited, glamouring their minds to make sure that they never wondered who I really was, or various other vital details of my so called 'life'. The minds of humans are simple and easy to manipulate. They are so utterly blind to what is around them that it is a miracle the children of their race still have any imagination left.

My kind can die here, all the iron and steel, cold practicality that drains our glamour and weakens us to the point where we just die away into nothingness. We have no soul therefore no afterlife, but so long as we are not killed and we are remembered in songs, stories, and, ballads. I am Robin Goodfellow, from a midsummer's night dream, countless people have heard of me and remember my name. Yet if a human meets me they soon after forget me, but here in this dismal cruel world I have found my light, my beacon of hope that keeps me sane, my Meghan. And as I fly in my raven form to the bus stop in the pouring rain my day looks up as I see Meghan through the trees. I land on a branch directly above her and as she looks up to see me I go back to my 'human' guise and jump out at her, sensing her fear and manipulating it to my advantage. She screamed bloody murder and jumped at least three feet into the air. I slouched up against the tree and I couldn't help but to laugh at her utter fear of little old me, not that I'm little or harmless, but I would certainly never hurt her. If I ever truly hurt Meghan I would never ever be able to forgive myself. My hair was plastered to my forehead and I was drenched in water and my lower legs were covered in mud leaves and various twigs. It didn't really bother me though it was just like frolicking around in the Wyldwood, ah how I miss my home. In this form I looked just like an overly awkward tall and boney red headed teenager.

"Dammit, Robbie" she all but yelled at me. I love her pouty face, but the enjoyment of certain things always come with consequences of some kind as I figured out when she tried to kick me. I easily dodged it and continued to laugh at her, and she yelled something else at me, but it was lost to me just listening to her talk, well more like yell at me. I apologized quickly sucking in air to compensate for all the laughing I've been doing. We went back and forth with our banter until somehow we managed to start a fight of kicking water back and forth between us. When the bus finally came we had a healthy amount of mud on us and we were drenched in water, the bus driver just gave us one of those looks that said 'why did I have to have this job, I hate you all, just go to hell'. And I could sense his irritation rolling off in heavy waves as he told us to go and sit in the back. "What are you doing after school?" I asked her hopeful that we could hang out and do something fun together like go to the movies or something, maybe even just grab a coffee. I put a few ideas out there and waited for her decision. "Not today Robbie" she said, and I could sense a little guilt as well as a touch of excitement at something else, probably what her alternative plans are. She gave the explanation as something along the lines of 'sorry, you'll have to do the sneaking without me I'm tutoring someone as in someone that's not you.' That stung a little and I narrowed my eyes and questioned her of who would be so important that she would ditch me, her best and most loyal friend, not to mention only friend, just to tutor someone.

I could feel absolute glee and happiness radiating off of her and I could tell that she was suppressing a smile behind that mask. I had that feeling in my gut that I wouldn't like whoever it was that my princess was tutoring, and I've gotten pretty good at reading my gut feelings over my many years of living. "Scott Waldron." She told me with utter happiness dripping from her voice as if tutoring him, the jock strap, was a dream come true. When I told her my opinion of the idiot she defended the half-wit and asked me if I, the almighty Puck was jealous. Well dammit of course I am, I mean I've always been there for her, I'm reliable and trustworthy and yet she never even says my name like she did his just now, all dreamy like and such, full of admiration and love. I decided for the heck of it that I would continue to insult the darn dumb ass and see what she would do. I even asked her if she thought he was going to ask her to the prom or something, and she of course tried to defend herself and say no, but I being the emotion reading faery that I am saw right through it and I felt my disappointment at her petty emotions towards a boy who would only ever hurt her. I even went so far as to compare her to the pea brained cheerleaders that usually spend all their precious time drooling over him and the rest of the football team. In the end she ended up snapping back at me and saying in her rage 'So what if I am? It's none of your business Rob. What do you care anyway?' and man that hurt like a bitch. Oh and what did I care, well I'm only in love with her, have been for years and she remains totally oblivious to me no matter what I do to try to help her, to make her happy. My last sixteen years here have been spent on her and only her, my life in the summer court put on hold to help her and to be her guardian. All I could do in response to that was mutter under my breath "If only you knew the half of it." With that she pranced off to class, eager to spend an hour with the 'boy of her dreams' while I'll be high and dry until she's done, at least at lunch maybe this whole thing will blow over and we can be on good terms again, she's never really been good at holding grudges against me. I on the other hand am unable to hold anything against her for more than two minutes before caving in and giving up on whatever it was that made me want to hold a grudge in the first place. She really was my all in all.

School went as it normally did without many problems and provided me with some good sleeping time while the teachers droned on about god knows what in their awful monotone voices. Some of them have less emotion than a winter faery noble. The best part of being a faery sometimes in the human world is that humans just look you over unless you're trying to make a scene, and they tend to forget about you pretty easily to these days. I mean many people know about me from 'A Midsummers night dream' by that William dude, that's how most people remember me unless I really left an impression on them like I did when I was telling William my story that he made a play on, and yet I get no credit for it in English class. With Meghan upset at me it irks me a little but doesn't overly kill me like it would some of the more emotional types of people out there who would already be at her feet begging for her forgiveness and such, that's really not my style. Before I even knew it the school day flew by in a blur thanks to liberal amounts of sleeping, doodling, daydreaming, and making small pranks here and there for a bit of fun.

When the final bell rang I sighed with annoyance at having to spend an hour of time occupying myself when I should be spending it with Meghan doing something fun or watching her do her homework while I sat and did nothing. Even riding the yellow hell hole that they call a bus sounds better than this right now, at least with that there was Meghan. I had to watch out for her though and nothing seemed as fun right now without her as it would be with her by my side. I even decided to get back into her good graces by getting her one of those sodas from the vending machines that come in those little metal cans. I usually have a strong dislike for human things that are mass produced using metal, but I have learned that these little cans are made of aluminum for the most part so they're not really going to harm me unless I drink so much that I become ill. Meghan also seems to enjoy them whenever she is able to drink one so, how could I go wrong there. I had worked very hard not to spy on them as they were in that infernal hellhole of iron and technology that makes me absolutely sick to the stomach to be near. I had no desire to witness them interacting in any way shape or form, but I also felt a little worried for her, I mean what if he somehow hurts her or takes advantage of her. The thought of him teasing her makes me see red, just because she's from the swamp doesn't mean she's the swamp hick girl. Sometimes she does cave in to her lesser emotions and she gets down and feels blue. Not even she knows her true lineage of royalty and her magical powers that lay dormant inside of her. I wish that I could tell her and take her to her rightful home where she could be the summer princess that she was meant to do, never have to lift a finger again.

Though I made sure I wouldn't spy I did make sure that I could still sense her emotions and be there within a few seconds should anything go wrong. I suddenly felt a flash of overwhelming embarrassment and slight fear and I could feel her getting ready to leave to room and in a flash I was at the locker beside the computer lab waiting for her to come out, it was strange though considering that the tutoring session had barley started. I was kind of worried though because I had seen the viciousness of adolescent humans before and it was ugly, they would gang up on weaker kids and hurt them physically and emotionally just to compensate for the voids in their own life. But maybe Meghan finally saw that the jock strap really was a good for nothing man whore. I greeted her as she practically zombie walked out of the computer lab and I even asked how it went to try to lift her spirits or at least get her mind off of the problem at hand when she muttered sarcastically that it was 'just fabulous, please kill me now' and I inwardly cringed when she started to bang her head against her locker. I tossed her a diet soda and I started with the whole 'I told you so spiel' but stopped when she gave me that go to hell glare and I decided to change the direction suppressing a grin as I decided to try to take a more sympathetic road in our conversation.

She asked me in a rude tone what I was doing here waiting for her by the computer lab like some creepy stalker dude, I may like her and occasionally watch her sleep, but that does not make me a creepy stalker dude, just a concerned guardian watching out for her wellbeing. I coughed loudly to signal the conversation change, and I asked what she was doing for her birthday, and I could feel her emotions that were slowly rising out of the doom and gloom drop strait down again and go off listlessly. I have always tried to make her happy and made sure to never forget her even when others did. I reached out and slung an arm around her drawing her to my chest and burying my face into her hair, I breathed in the scent that was uniquely Meghan. It was warm like summer, sweet like rose petals, and with earthy undertones that reminded me of long hunting trips in the Wyldwood, sleeping under the stars. She smelt like the Nevernever, a place she's never been, and will most likely never go but it reminds me of home in a bittersweet way, but how could I call any place where there is no Meghan home. Oberon already warned me that should Meghan learn of the world of Faery or step foot inside of the Nevernever, he would make sure that I would spend the next several decades in a very small cage as a raven fed nothing but stale crackers and bread. I really don't want that to happen as that would take me away from Meghan and I couldn't protect her from the rest of faery, the part that wanted to hurt her.

Instead of pulling away she leaned into me and we staggered out of the building and into the warm courtyard. It could hardly be called a courtyard, so small and there were more patches of mud than grass, but the technical term would be courtyard I suppose. Meghan shifted and pulled away, dabbing at her eye with the back of her hand and looked over her shoulder "mom probably won't be here for at least another 30 minutes, what do you feel like doing while we wait?" I felt my heart give a flutter at the thought of spending a full half hour of time alone with her, my princess, and no one could disrupt it. "As you wish princess" I replied, grinning ear to ear. She rolled her eyes and sighed in exasperation, she reminds me of her real father, Oberon, from when he was much younger, when he still had a sense of humor. We finally made our way to a large oak tree and she kept jumping up and down to try to reach the lowest branch falling short by at least a foot. I chuckled to myself and shook my head at her failing attempts. "Need help princess?" I called out to her as she stomped her foot and glared at the branch like it was her worst enemy. "I'm going to get it; I will not let a tree get the best of me." She said with enough conviction she could have been talking about making a promise to avenge her lost love, like Ash-, no I don't want to go there not now, it still stings after all these years. I crept up behind her and in one fluid motion picked her up with one arm and used the other to swing up into the tree landing onto a good solid branch and leaning onto the trunk. I pulled her into my lap and just held her there. She squirmed a little at being grabbed and moved really suddenly, but she settled down and nuzzled down into me. I had never felt more comfortable in my life; I was so at peace that I could stay like this forever. I used a bit of glamour to get a young sparrow to land in the branches above us, he twittered prettily and Meghan giggled, softly and almost unnoticeable if she hadn't been pressed against my chest.

Her hair tickled my chin and I pulled her hair out of her pony tail, enjoying running my fingers through the silky, floating strands, marveling at the color and the way it shined in the light, like silver. She let out a small moan at the contact, and leaned into the touch. I continued to play with her hair, enjoying the small noises of appreciation she let out at the motions. The sun was shining brightly, the birds were singing, we were undisturbed in our little slice of heaven. She turned to face me and I let my hands drop; our faces were mere inches apart. All I had to do was lean forward a little and our lips would touch and then we would be kiss-"MEGHAN" her mother called over the courtyard, ruining the perfect chance; our perfect moment. She jerked away, her face flushed red, emotions fluctuating rapidly to something that could only be described as embarrassment and… could it possibly be….regret?

There you go people, the second chapter of My Princess, My Puck. This was a really long chapter for me but I actually thought it would be longer. Things are beginning to heat up and is Meghan feeling something for her best friend. I originally was just going to rewrite the story in pucks point of view but I decided to change things up a bit to add more Meghan X Puck fluff. I think I made puck come off as a bit off and creepy stalker in some parts but it just seemed like puck.

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