Me: Hey guys, I decided I should start updating more frequently, it's better than having to wait forever, right? Besides, I got an inspiration for this chapter. I just hope it doesn't make it turn out choppy. Spirit's over at the corner talking to himself…

Spirit: I'm just planning my revenge on...

Me: On who…?

Spirit: Well you know…

Me: How long will we talk like this…?

Spirit: I don't know…

Me: Well on with the story…

Sabrina sat at the table, concentrating on the mirror in front of her. She very carefully raised the contact up to her right eye. Then- bam! Puck nearly knocked it out of her hand. "STOP IT, PUCK, DO YOU WANT ME TO BE BLIND?" she screamed.

"Really, Grimm, it would probably be better if you were so you wouldn't see how ugly you get each day," Puck said as he continued to zoom around the room. She sighed loudly. If only he understood how careful and concentrated you had to be if you had contacts. Looks like luck was on her side that week.


Puck missed her. Again. Lately his pranks had gone haywire; first he would land on the ground two inches away from Sabrina instead of on top of her as he would plan. Then things looked blurry. The family would give Puck weird lucks when he would lick the tabletop instead of the plate of purple meat loaf that was right in front of him. Then one day Granny suggested they go to the doctor's. Puck had no idea why. After all, he had no problems. So while he was taking off his footsie pajamas and hugging Kraven and talking to him about the latest gossip before getting ready, he tried to think of the reason.

At Ferryport's Doc Check, Puck waited in the waiting room for what seemed a year. Then, when his name was finally called, Granny and he got up and went into the office. There, the doctor asked him the weirdest questions like, "Have you been eating your vegetables?" or "How much do you watch TV?" Of course, Puck answered proudly that he never ate those horrid health assuring food products and could watch TV three hours straight without blinking. The doctor would just nod and take notes.

Next, the doctor asked him to stare at a bright light, look up and down, left and right. Finally, he gave Granny a note with something called his… perscipteon? He didn't remember the word clearly, it was much too fancy for his taste.

"What was that all about?" he demanded. "The doctor was a weirdo. And his glasses? Hah, they made him look even more geeky."

"Well, libeling, you shouldn't be making fun of those "geeks" anymore, since you'll look like one soon enough," Granny replied.

"Wha-what do you mean?" Puck asked nervously.

Granny sighed. "According to Doctor Boarman, your eye sight is very poor. Which means you need to get glasses."

"Is that my perscipteon?" asked Puck.

"Perscription," Granny said. "It's the glass in glasses frames that help you see better."

"And when am I getting these glasses?"

"We'll stop by the market where they sell them now if you like," said Granny.

At the next stop, they went through the rows and rows of glasses choices. Puck couldn't believe how many people wore them. There were round ones, thick ones, wired ones. He at last decided on a pair of square ones with thick frames. He hated them, but it got boring looking at sizes after shapes of glasses.

When they got home, Daphne was sitting on the couch watching TV. When he came in, she looked up and exclaimed, "You look mucho-nerdyo!"

Sabrina said nothing, she just looked at him.

"I DON'T WANNA WEAR THESE!" he bawled, kicking at the floor.

"Puck, stop it, you could break them!" Granny ordered.

Now how was he supposed to throw exploding bombs at Sabrina? They always hit his face when she threw one back, which led them into a very epic grenade throwing war. Now with those stupid glasses, how the freak would Puck see when muck covered his vision? "WAAAAAAAAAA!"


Sabrina came in Puck's room later. "Just deal with it. At some point you'll get contacts and you wouldn't have to worry about the glasses." she said. "At least when you're out in public."

Oh great, another new word I have to learn, Puck thought. "What are contacts?" he asked.

"They're the things I put in my eyes so I can see," Sabrina explained. "They're more work than glasses, but if you liked how you looked without glasses before, they're better." Then she left.

Sabrina smiled happily. Since that day, Puck never tried to knock her over or sneak up on her every time she put on her contacts.

Me: Short, I know. Can you even picture Puck with glasses? I had to wear this ill-fitting pair of glasses for two years. I got contacts later, thankfully. Let's hope Puck learned his lesson about making fun of people, some people don't learn. Btw, look!

Spirit: At what?

Me: Turn around

Spirit: *Turns around*

Me: *Holds up sign behind him that says SPIRIT USED TO BE IN A MOVIE CALLED GHOST PRINCESSES. AND HE WAS THE MAIN CHARACTER, WHO WAS A-*

Spirit: I'm turning around NOW!

Me: Uh oh *Runs away *