YYW: Now you'll learn what Liz's wish is. Enjoy. And don't forget to review this chapter or any of the other chapters. I want your opinions, people.
Owen/Puck's day was not going so well. Petros Xanatos decided to drop by to visit his grandson, putting all lessons on hold until he left. Petros was not aware of his grandson's magic or that Owen was really Puck. On top of Petros and Xanatos' snippy comments about Xanatos being a self-made man and a billionaire instead of a humble fisherman, Owen got little paperwork done. Fox couldn't stand their fighting and had Owen take her and Alexander out for an hour until things simmered down.
It was a little late in the evening when Puck decided to give lessons a go anyway. Alexander was still awake, but complained his stomach hurt. Puck regretted pushing the child. Alexander and Puck were playing a game (which was what Puck did with all his lessons if he could help it, just to keep Alexander interested) when Alexander suddenly paled and threw up his supper. On Puck.
Puck didn't fuss about it until after he gave Alexander some crackers and water and put him to bed. It was a lucky thing that the mess stayed on his purple wrap. Puck went to wash the cloth and found the washer had decided not to work this evening.
"Ugh! Isn't this wonderful?" Puck grumbled, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he hand washed the cloth. "I don't see how this night can get any worse!"
"PUCK!" roared an all too familiar voice.
"Oh, no," Puck whined.
Puck darted out of the laundry room to find Oberon in the corridor. There was someone standing behind the Fey king, but Puck could not see who it was. He really didn't care at the moment either. Oberon was furious! Puck could only remember one time when he had seen him so angry. His fury was on par with when Puck disobeyed him. What had he done now to incur the wrath of the most powerful magical creature in existence?
Oberon threw out his hands, green magic erupting from them. The magic struck Puck. He let out a yelp of surprise before closing his eyes and dropping to his knees.
A moment later, Oberon lowered his hands. He whirled around to the person behind him. "Satisfied?" he growled.
"Yes," came the reply of a female. "Thank you."
Oberon snarled with contempt and disappeared.
Liz, a little worried that Oberon hurt Puck, rushed to the still Fey. "Puck?" she called, kneeling in front of him. Puck's white hair hung in his face. He was breathing heavily, like he had just run a race. "Puck, are you okay? Puck, answer me!"
Puck raised his head. He blinked and stared at Liz. His playful ice blue eyes were twinkling with magic and excitement. His delicate features, a bit flushed, were split in half by the grin of joy.
"I'M BACK, BABY!" he yelled, his voice shaking the glass in the windows.
From a sitting room, Petros asked, "What was that?"
Xanatos and Fox exchanged glances.
Puck was bouncing off the walls, zooming through the corridors so that all that could be seen was a blur of white, red, and purple. "I don't know how you did it, Liz, and I really could not care at the moment, but thank you!" Puck grabbed Liz's hands and swept her into a jig. He let go and danced around as only Puck could. "I got my powers back! I got my powers back!"
Heedless of the fact that Petros was visiting, Puck flew into the sitting room and began making several laps around the room, laughing like mad.
"What is this?" Petros yelled, stunned by the sudden appearance of the changeling.
"So much for keeping that a secret," said Xanatos.
Fox shrugged. "Your father already knows about the gargoyles. He would have had to find out about this soon enough."
"I would rather I told him before he made an appearance," said Xanatos. "Puck! What's going on?"
"I got my powers back, that's what!" yelled Puck. "I'm no longer restricted!" The elf laughed a silvery laugh.
"What?" asked Xanatos. "How on earth did you manage that?"
Puck shrugged. "I didn't do anything. It was Liz."
Liz hurried into the sitting room, completely winded. She leaned against the doorway. She was a mess to say the least. She was covered in dirt, her clothes were wet, and her hair looked as if it had been cut with a weed whacker.
"Liz," said Fox. "What happened to you?"
"Picked a fight with Oberon," replied Liz.
Petros jumped up from his chair and took Liz's arm. "Here, girl. Sit down before you fall down."
"Thank you," murmured Liz, Petros guiding her into his chair.
"You picked a fight with Oberon?" Xanatos raised an eyebrow.
Puck laughed. "You're mad!" he exclaimed. He floated in front of her, propping his head up on his hands like a child. "So tell us, what happened?"
"I'll give you the short version," said Liz. "I don't think I can stay awake to tell you the whole thing. In a nutshell, I wasn't doing so good with my training and Coyote thought it would be a good idea to throw me into a situation where I would have to make quick decisions. He signed me up to be the prey for Oberon's latest hunt. Oberon promised me one wish if I did well. I won."
The others were quiet. Even Puck was staring at Liz in disbelief.
"The wish," Puck said breathlessly. "You wished for my restrictions to be lifted and my powers restored, didn't you?"
Liz nodded. She saw Puck's face lighten with another smile, but didn't hear what he said. He probably laughed. Liz was too tired to keep her eyes open.
Petros turned from Liz to his son. "Are you going to tell me what is going on?"
"Ah," sighed Xanatos. "It's a long story, Pop."
YYW: What do you think? Send your reviews. Now that Puck has his powers back, I plan on continuing with that aspect in some upcoming Gargoyle fan fictions.
