Author's Note: My apologies for this chapter being short.

Chapter 3: Lexington

Young Alexander had been able to identify most of what Puck already knew about the necklace. Which was good, he supposed. He hadn't really expected Alex to be able to do any more than that. The necklace was a unique teaching tool in that it essentially held all the right magical signatures to be identifiable as a Child of Oberon without Puck actually having to bring one in. Identifying certain types of magical cues was a handy skill that he was glad Alex would have the opportunity to learn this way.

But there was still the matter of the necklace itself to be addressed. Puck couldn't fathom how it had come into being. What had happened to the previous owner of the magic this necklace now possessed? Surely she hadn't just disappeared into thin air...

Puck set Alex to playing 'carousel' with his toys and making other mischief about the room to tire himself out as he studied the necklace himself. To anyone not versed in magic it would seem like just an ordinary necklace. The proprietor of the jewelry shop he'd found it at hadn't the foggiest idea what he had.

'Of course, they never do.' Puck mused.

But to anyone who might know what they were looking at...

A noise from the hallway disrupted his thoughts. Puck looked at the clock on the wall quickly. It wasn't time for David and Fox to be back. It must be one of the gargoyles. Lexington, most likely, as he liked to check in on Alex before the boy went to bed. Puck didn't bother to hide behind Owen, the Gargoyles were surprisingly very tolerant of him. Perhaps because of his machinations during the Coldstone dilemma. They also seemed to have a clearer notion of the need for Alex's lessons than his mother did, which Puck found odd.

It was, in fact, Lexington that padded into the room just a moment later. Much to Alex's excitement.

"Lex!" Alex shouted. His toys went raining down to the floor as he was distracted.

Puck and Lexington got along rather well actually. Perhaps bonding over the mutual fondness for Young Alexander. Ever since that first lesson Lexington was willing to put up with quite a lot. Often he was the butt of the... lessons that Puck would teach. Or an otherwise instrumental part. If he'd been particularly offended by some of them he generally took out his ire by playing some sort of prank on Owen. Puck thought this was great fun.

"So, what sort of stuff have you been learning tonight?" Lexington asked Alex.

"No lesson." Alex lamented.

"No lesson? Then why are you here Puck?" Lexington asked. Puck, who was still floating in the air and examining the necklace, hadn't been paying much attention. He let his head dangle upside down so he could look at Lexington.

"The kids got to stretch his legs every once in a while, so to speak. Especially while his mother is away." Puck explained. "I'm just here to make sure he stays within reasonable limits. And do a bit of stretching myself I suppose." Puck had sort of trailed off by the end there. He'd went back to studying the necklace. It was terribly distracting.

"What have you got there?" Lexington asked, noticing the necklace as the light reflected off of it. Puck clapped his hands around it suddenly.

"Nothing!" He shouted. He landed on the floor and put the necklace back into his sash.

"A shiny, magical sort of nothing?" Lexington asked skeptically.

"That's exactly the kind." Puck agreed. Lexington raised an eyebrow ridge at him. Just then Alex yawned rather loudly.

"Oh, it sounds like it's Young Alexander's bedtime. That's my cue." Puck turned back into Owen and picked Alex up.

"Goodnight Lexington." Owen said as he left the room with Alex in hand.

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Lexington made his way back up to the upper levels of the castle. Back into 'gargoyle territory' as it were. All the while thinking about his interaction with Puck.

Lexington would be the first to admit it. It was a trait that had gotten him in enough trouble in the past that he could easily recognize it when it came up. But somehow that just wasn't making much of a difference this time. Lexington was descended from magpies.

Not literally of course. But just like a magpie Lexington was drawn to pretty shiny things. Not in the sense that he wanted to take and keep them for himself. But more in the 'I want to touch it and see what it does' sense. He suspected that was one of the reasons he liked computers so much. At the moment this distracting facet of his personality was focused on the necklace Puck had. Puck had pretty much confirmed it was a magical artifact. That meant it had to do SOMETHING... but what?

"No... don't think about it." Lexington told himself. "You know magical artifacts are nothing but trouble." He reaffirmed.

"Magical artifacts?" Goliath asked from somewhere behind Lexington. Lexington startled and turned around quickly.

"Goliath!" Lexington said in surprise. "I was just... talking to myself."

"About magic?" Goliath questioned.

"Well... it comes up from time to time. Because of Alex and stuff." Lexington reasoned. Goliath made a pensive noise and dropped the subject. Lexington winced as Goliath walked away. He shouldn't lie to Goliath. But as long as he stopped thinking about it like he told himself he would then there wouldn't be any problems.

Author's Note: Yeah... Lexington is a cutie. Expect more of him, since clearly he's about to get into mischief.