Yo! Yayness! How is you peeps? I is good. Today was bad. If you are in Brooklawn Middle School, send me a message! We might know each other!!!!! So cool!!! I might add Sapphire, not sure yet. I am listening to music while writing this, sorry if I lose concentration. Also, if it isn't too much trouble, can you give me advice on a boy situation? Well, the problem is that in the beginning of the year I liked this guy. I told my friends, and then in the middle of the year I asked him out. He said no. Then we went on this field trip and I admit that I was teasing him, but only as a joke, and everyone does it. He said he hated me, and I apologized. He said it was ok. Then I admit I talked to my friend (who hates him) and I teased him a little. Then, a couple of weeks later, he, his friends, and a girl called me racist for saying that I was from England and everyone was like "shame, shame." I cried. The girl apologized, but then was really mean, so I dislike her. Then he called me a stalker because my friend told me where he lived. I didn't ask to know! Then, we established that we hated one another, and he called me a bitch so I called him a bastard. I was so surprised that he even knew the word! He is a geeky teacher's pet. Then, in health, he threw a crunched-up water bottle at my head. It hurt a lot and I cried because it was really mean and I'm kind of emo. (Don't worry, NO CUTTING involved) I'm sorry for having to ask you, but I have no one else to turn to. Everyone at school is convinced he is perfect. HELP MEEEEE!!!!!! Now back to the story:

Puck's P.O.V.

When I regained consciousness, I was in a big arena that was in the middle of the woods. I was now tied to a chair, but the bonds were different. They weren't magically restraining! I could get free! I decided that I would wait until I saw Daphne to make my escape.

A pixie flew to me. "You don't have much time!" he said. I was so surprised at his words I would have jumped out of my chair, but that was impossible since I was still tied to it. "Look, the girl she took is in the back room that we conveniently forgot to lock magically, and there are others in other rooms also. We "forgot" to lock those too. We don't want Moth to do this. We only ask that you would save them and when you escape, you take us with you as pixies will die if more than a mile away from a fairy and we don't like how she uses us." I nodded. It must be bad to be tied to a fairy that was insane. After all, who wants to be around a crazy fairy? "Here is our plan…" the pixie continued.

I was dreading my escape, even if the pixies were careful planners. If Moth found out, the whole plan was ruined. Just then, a fairy was tossed into the ring. I was surprised. Who could this be? Everything was bound, even his wings. You had to fell sorry for him. I couldn't see his face.

Moth then came and sat next to me, like the pixies said she would. I needed to wait a little until I could move on with the plan. After a few seconds, she spoke to me. "Puck! How are you? I will find the cure to the curse on you that makes you like the human, do not worry." Her eye was twitching. I think she went insane in the dungeons. Or she just got crazier. She definitely was insane when she poisoned Oberon to make me like her. And she was when I said that I would not marry her. I think I drove her insane. I would think this was cool, except she was going to hurt people.

She then said "Well, will you admit your crimes?" to the figure in the ring. "You know you helped make the spell so you could be king! Just admit it! ADMIT IT!!!!" Wait, so he could be king? Mustardseed! SHE HAD MUSTARDSEED!!!! "Bring out the noose! He will die for his greed!" Mustardseed tried to get away, but the pixies did not bring out the noose. My cue.

I ripped out of the bonds by turning into a gorilla. I grabbed Moth and knocked her out. Then I gave her to the pixies and ran to my brother. I tore off his bonds and helped him up. "Mustardseed," I said. "There are other people in the house!" He knew what I meant. We flew to the cottage and broke the door.

We ran to the first room, the one that used to be a guest room. Inside, there was my mother, Titinia, and the Vorpal Blade. I left Mustardseed to free her, while I went to my former room.

It was all sickeningly the same as how I left it, except for the photographs of me when I was knocked out. It was obviously the room that Moth made into a shrine to me. No one was in there. I got out as fast as I could.

The next room was Mustardseed's. I looked in. This was where he was held, I could tell. Again, there was no one.

The next one was where Cobweb had stayed. Inside, there were all types of torture device. I did not stay very long.

The next room was Mom and Dad's room. Moth had freed Mom by that time, and she went to inspect it by herself. There were three rooms left: the storeroom, Moth's room, and Peaceblossom's room. (Was Peaceblossom in the book? The song When I Grow Up is driving info out of my mind. Anyway, he was in Shakespeare's play. I should know, I read it.) The storeroom was the "back room" that the pixies mentioned. Mustardseed went into Peaceblossom's room, so I went into Moth's. It was better to put it behind me.

Inside, there was a sickening sight. There was a dummy that was obviously supposed to be me. It was in a tux, and it was hand in hand with a Moth-dummy. It had a wedding dress on. They were joined together at the lips. I felt light-headed. She was officially loopy. No one that was not a dummy was in here. I ran out, and into the storeroom.

Or I would have, if the door was open. I ran into the door, which then opened because I hit it pretty hard, and tumbled down the stairs. That hurt. A LOT. When I got up, I saw that there were multiple cages, and they were occupied by all the residents of Fairie. "Oh, if it isn't the fairy boy that was the root of our problems. What do you want? I don't think we can help with your evil plans because your girlfriend locked us up." Said the Gingerbread Man. He was such a pighead.

"Puck!" came a small voice from the biggest cage. Daphne, the only person inside, ran up to the bars. I was relived.

"Okay, I need to explain some things. Moth is a murdering lowlife lunatic, and she is NOT MY GIRLFRIEND!!! Secondly, thank you for blaming your troubles on me, but you will not have a part in any of my schemes, because I work alone and am a prank genius. Thirdly, I am only here because Moth took me also and I am only going to help you because the pixies asked me to. I would not be in this house if I could help it. Any questions?" They were silent. "O.K. then. Glad you got the picture."

I began to unlock the cages. I was saving the Gingerbread Man's for last, to draw out his suffering. Then Mustardseed HAD to come down and unlock that particular cage. When I opened Daphne's, she ran out and caught me in a giant hug. I shoved her off. "No need for that," I said. "If I didn't have to let you out, you would still be in that cage with the rest of them. I am not a hero."

"Stop saying that!" she yelled. "We both know it's untrue. You said yourself that the Grimms turned you into a hero, right before your wings got ripped off." I looked back. I remembered saying something like it. Oh well.

Me and Mustardseed finished unlocking the cages. Then we hit a major flaw in our plan. "How will we get them to Fairie, and how will I tell the old lady that I'm not dead and that she should make me a sandwich for when I get home?" I asked him. "Actually, how did Moth get us all here in the first place and get all the supplies?" Then I figured it out. The pixies must have done it. We could get them to carry us home!

"I think the pixies did it. They can carry us home and we can send one ahead to let the Grimms know that you are fine." Mustardseed said.

"I knew that!" I exclaimed. They looked at me and they looked…what's the word… septic…skeptic…skeptical. They looked skeptical.

"Oh, Riiight. We reeeallly believe that!" said the Gingerbread Man. He looked very septical. Spektical. Skeptical! Yes, it was skeptical. That's the word.

"Whatever." I said. I can't tell about what was happening in my mind to a septic. No, the word is septic. SKEPTIC!!!! Skepticskepticskeptic. There is a K after the S. KafterSKafterSbeforeKSbeforeK….wait no. That was wrong. K after S! If it was S before K, the word would be kseptical. "That's not a word!" then everyone stared at me and I realized that I had been talking to myself.

That was not good. Talking to yourself was the first sign of insanity. I cleared my throat. The Gingerbread Man said "Oh, look, our former king is crazy. I am SO glad that our new king isn't." I really hate talking cookies.

Then, I heard a noise behind me. I turned around, and there was Moth and her pixies. "I didn't see that coming," I said. Moth smiled a twisted smile.

"Honey, you didn't actually think that I was going to let you go, did you? I had my pixies test your loyalty to me. You aren't very committed. You need to be punished." Stupid pixies.

You didn't really think that I would let Puck escape so soon, did you? This isn't going to end that soon!