Yeah... Hi guys.

DON'T HATE ME!

I don't even have an excuse anymore. I am just seriously pathetic.

Anyways...

My update status may be the same as Michael Buckley, but trust me I am NOT him.

You see, I, unlike him, am what as known as 'female.' I know. Strange concept.

We don't even have the same initials! I have no Ms, Bs, Us or Ys in any of my names. The other ones... maybe just a little...

But on with the story! (Warning: I'm a little rusty)

Chapter Four: Puck's POV

Puck stayed in the tree stared at the house for hours upon hours.

Kind of.

Almost.

He definitely stayed in the tree. No one could argue that.

And he was totally looking at the house.

It just looked better when his eyes were closed.

Puck wasn't asleep.

Not even a little bit.

He wasn't dreaming of a land where his father loved him and he had an unlimited supply of vanilla and chocolate ice cream, while he pranced through fields of green gloppy goo all day long.

And he didn't almost fall out of the oak again when he heard the stern command coming from right beneath him, a sharp order to "Go away, Elvis!"

As Puck pulled himself back into the oak tree as quietly as he could, he realized what must have happened.

Those evil girls had developed stealth powers. It was a mystery how they had managed to accomplish this, but they had somehow done it. That was the only explanation. Using their new found abilities, they had gotten out of the house, across the yard and underneath his tree, all without disturbing a single blade of grass, without cracking a single stick, without breathing so much as a whisper.

While the older one, the blonde, Sabrina, tried to get the dog to go home, and the younger one, Daphne, showered the mutt with kisses and love (Puck shuddered at the thought of all of that touchy-feely stuff), the Trickster King flew as silently as he could deeper into the forest.

Alighting on the branch of a birch tree, Puck turned to his minions and hissed, "Why didn't you alert me to the presence of these, these, these females?"

His minions protested that they assumed that his mightiness had noticed the abominations, as his awesomeness was unprecedented, and how could he expect mere pixies, such as themselves, to be aware of the fact that he, the amazing Puck, had not seen the girls? They had assumed that the girls position would have been obvious to one as great as he.

Puck basked in the attention for a moment, then turned a stern glare on the pixies, scolding them for not alerting him of the grave situation in time.

The pixies acted properly abashed.

The boy pulled out his flute and blew out another piercing high note. Hearing this, the pixies jumped to attention and flew towards the girls, eager to please their master once again.

As the first of the pixies approached the invaders, Puck heard Sabrina say clearly, "Look, Daphne. Here's the big menacing invader Mr. Skin-and-Bones was afraid would get into the house."

Puck snickered softly to himself. She was more stupid than he thought.

Moments later he heard the soft cry of "Ouch!"

He smirked. The plan was working!

"Cover your face with your hands and run!"

Puck's smirk diminished a little. What if someone got hurt? Pixie stings could be really painful. He didn't even know these girls.

He quickly wiped that thought out of his brain. The demons had it coming to them. They were stealing the old lady.

As if his thoughts had called her up, he suddenly heard her voice. "It's OK liebling."

Puck's smile was almost completely gone now. Why was this a good idea again? Oh yeah. The girls were stealing away the old lady. The girls were stealing away the old lady. The girls were stealing away the old lady.

Suddenly the pixies came rushing back towards him, babbling about blue salt, and how it was very, very harmful. They were so worked up they didn't even use flowery language.

Puck ignored them.
The girls were stealing away the old lady. The girls were stealing away the old lady. The girls were stealing away the old lady.

I thank every one who has reviewed chapter 3...
CloverThyne, SugarHightQueen44, Jelly Babes 101 (yes, Google translate was used), DaughterofPersephone (OK, OK! I am!), mitaya lapierre, Scarlet Wolf (many differant ones. Many differant ones.), The Queen of Valencia Torgue, MysticTune, and Evil Scrapbooker JW13.

Y'all are mucho gravy.

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