"Umm." Puck rolled over and promptly fell.
"Oww! What the heck!" He grumbled and opened his eyes. "Huh?" He looked around at the living room from his spot on the floor by the sofa. How on Earth did he get here? He clealy remembered falling asleep on his trampoline, safe in his room.
Puck yawned and sat up. Oh well, if he was downstairs he might as well eat he decided.
The next morning, Puck again rolled over onto the floor. Again he shrugged it off and wwet to get breakfast.
The morning after that, he woke up in the bathroom in the tub to Sabrina's screamng. He didn't know how he got there, but Sabrina punched him anyway for pulling another prank on her. Puck just wished that he had thought of that prank before and thanked heaven that Sabriina had pulled back the shower curtain to start the water before she got undressed.
When Puck next woke up in Grimm's room in her chair, he began to wonder what was happening.
When he asked Daphne she looked at him closely and said "Maybe it's your subctonious telling you where you want to go, and you wake up long enough to get there. Once you're there, you settle down and your brain wipes out the memory as you go to sleep."
"The only place my subcontious would tell me where to go is to the cookie jar, which is where I'm headed now."
"Not without me you aren't!" She ran after him.
After the cookie jar had been raided, and a squabble over who got the last coookie had been solved, Puck asked Uncle Jake.
Jake thought that he might be appearing every night at where his mind told him to go magically. Jake's theory was so complex that Puck denied it almost immediatly. Something so complicated couldn't exist in him.
When he asked The Old Lady, she gave him about the same answer as Daphne had. Supposedly it came from her side of the family, but Puck wasn't related to her by blood, so he didn't see that as possible.
Puck gave up. He went and asked Sabrina. She barely glanced up from her book long enough to say "It sounds like sleepwalking to me."
"Wait, you are suggesting that The Trickster King suffers from sleepwalking?" Puck demanded.
"Yep. According to the 'Complete Guide To Fairy Habits', it's common for fairies to sleepwalk when they especially need or want something. I think that you camped out in the tub becuase you need a bath so much that your body was complaining." She cracked.
"Hold up! Someone wrote a whole book on fairy habits?" Puck asked.
"Duh! Or else I wouldn't have referred to it, would I?" Sabrina rolle her eyes.
"So how do I cure this?" Puck demanded.
"According to the book, you need to folllow the directions your mind gave you . That means that you should take baths and spend more time in the living room, I guess."
"Wait, I have to be CLEAN!"
"Apparently. Now go take a soak."
Puck was clean. He assoicated with the family more. In short, he was not a happy camper.
Sabrina was. No longer were her meals ruined by the combination of Granny's cooking and Puck's stink. Now they were just ruined by the cooking. Since Puck was annoying the whole family, he had loosened up a bit on her.
In bad and good, he now spent about one night a week in her bedroom in her chair. But neither of them were willing to discuss why he was there instead of with his chimps.
And, there's a problem with the ending. If he needs her, why on Earth would he have been gone for several years in book 9? Please, I don't need any reviews telling me about this problem.
Please review. I'm stealing this idea from some one, but the first person to review every chapter gets a smiley face.
'Til next chapter!
-The Irish Lass
