(twitch) Up...date...

Puck:(pushes her with his foot) Are you alive still? We need that new chapter.

Lex:(holding bottle of Code Red Mountain Dew) Hey, leave her alone. She's had it rough today.

Code...Red?(looks up) MINE!(pounces)

Lex:(is tackled) AAGH!

Puck:(face-palms) Let's get this over with already.

Puck awoke with the sun, and was dimly aware of a grinding noise somewhere beside him. Shrugging it off, he rolled over and drifted for a few moments as the night's events came back to him. He shot up in bed, staring at the stone form of Lexington, who appeared to have fallen asleep with concern etched on his face.

"He stayed the whole night..." Puck was tempted to call him a retard, but knew better than to inspire suspicion. After a few moments of studying the statue of Lexington, he got up, and made his way to the door.

Reka, David, and Fox were all sitting at the table, and David motioned to the brunette to stand did so, and ran to Puck, pushed something into his hands, and ran in terror. The Fey had just enough time to give the boy a weirded out look, before his attention turned to the thing. It was a card, with a stick of dynamite that had a cartoon face on it. The caption read : I know you're mad. Puck opened it, and the stick of dynamite had turned into a mushroom cloud, it's face comically angry. But don't blow up on me! There was silence, then Puck held up the card, and it literally burst into flame.

Reka wailed in terror and dove underneath the table. Puck smiled sinisterly, but then he heard footsteps approaching the room, and changed into Owen's form. It would give him time to think while his other persona helped out during the day.

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What am I doing in this situation? Puck wondered as he floated about the dark space in his mind. It was cool in here, not too cold, but not too hot, either one was a hazard to the Fey.

I mean, I am scared, hell I'll admit it at this point... His hair needed to be cut, he vaguely noticed.

But, if I go back to Avalon, even if I get my powers back, Oberon will just use me as a bartering chip. His clothes needed to be changed as well. Maybe Reka would show him some ideas?

Lexington is even willing to help me, Puck mused as he twisted in the dark, his hair luminescent against the black. And Avalon knows how much I've put them through already. Maybe the Gargoyles really aren't so bad...Yeah right, and Demona will become best buddies with that detective woman. Fat chance!

He realized Owen was tugging at his conscience, and let him tug a bit more before he swapped places.

It was starting to get dark, he could see the sun sinking as he approached his apprentice. Reka was flipping through the Grimorum, a frown on his face. Puck decided to have a bit of fun, or as he called it, divine revenge.

"Reka..." The brunette looked up, expecting to see his mentor, only to topple over with a shriek of pure terror as he came face-to-face with a giant cobra. Which morphed into a grinning Puck as Reka looked on in frozen shock.

"Hmm, I do believe that accounts for last night. Wouldn't you say?" Reka knew when Puck was being merciful, and when he wasn't and this was one of the times he was glad he knew the Fey so well. He nodded his head with a terrified smile, hoping Puck would forgive him, but was surprised when the Fey did and floated away.

"You've mellowed out since Shakespeare's time, haven't you?" Came the mutter, making Puck stop in mid-air. He turned wide blue eyes to his student, who was now picking up the tome he had dropped. "Shakespeare wrote about a trickster who would endlessly play pranks and made the characters run around to his own tune. That Puck wasn't above using anything and everything to his advantage." Reka smiled over at Puck.

"This Puck can hardly be the same one from A Mid-Summer Night's Dream. Right?" Puck blinked.

"Are you saying that's a bad thing?" The two Feys looked over at the voice. Elisa was standing against the doorway. Her smirk told Puck it had been a good day.

"Are you staying down here, or are you going to greet your 'Chosen' when he wakes up?" Puck cringed when she said that. He snapped his fingers, and a bucket of water, followed by a pail of flour, appeared over Elisa's head and poured down on her. She screamed as her jacket was soaked, and a few moments later, after bursting from the stone, Goliath wasted no time in greetings but instead stared at the human.

"Puck did this?" Elisa nodded, swearing revenge on the Fey later. Meanwhile, Puck had snuck back to the guest room, and shut the door to see the Gargoyle still encased in stone. He walked up to Lex, and gently pressed his hand on the stone creature's back. It felt smooth, but warm; and just underneath the surface, Puck could feel the Gargoyle's heartbeats.

Thump-thump, thump-thump.

"Huh...Alive, but sleeping...Only a Gargoyle..." The Fey muttered as he drew his hand down the contour of Lex's shoulder, then outward on the branch of his wing. Lexington has different wings from the clan, doesn't he? Puck realized. While the others had wings that sprouted outwards like fairy wings, Lexington's were shaped to his body, like a bat's. A smooth, thin spike at either side of his waist kept the thin membranes of flesh together.

They must be delicate, Puck mused. After all, Gargoyles like Goliath and Hudson could shift their wings, even folding theirs around their bodies like cloaks. But Lexington wasn't able to do that. His wings were awkwardly placed, though not so much for a glider, and should have been evolved by now to be more suitable. He'd ask Goliath later.

Thump-thump, thump-THUMP! The heartbeat sped up, and Puck glanced up to see the dying sunlight. He let his face melt into an expressionless state, as, with a loud roar, Lexington burst from the stone shell, the sound fading into a yawn as he took in his surroundings. He became worried when he realized the Fey was no longer in bed.

"Puck?" Lex turned around to see the Fey standing behind him. Those blue eyes surveyed him stoically, and for a second Lex was worried that the Fey was still angry about yesterday. Puck stepped up to be next to the Gargoyle, and gently patted Lex on the head.

"One word, and I'm dead?" He ventured. Puck smiled almost in an almost eerily nice fashion.

"I see you've learned my behavior well."

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"Britain totally got a star stuck in his head! That's badass! Hahahehe!(1)" The voice on the TV made Puck twitch, and turn to see Reka watching something weird on the screen. Brooklyn, Broadway, and Hudson were watching as well, and the Fey was bored enough to float near.

"What in this horrid world are you watching?" He said drily, and Reka looked up at his mentor.

"Hetalia. It's a new anime about the world countries personified as people, and they teach the history of the world through idiot representations. Also, it's got a lot of gay jokes in it." Figures, Puck sweat dropped. Only an idiotic show made by humans could pull Reka away from the spell book.

"Hasta la pasta!" The annoying voice made Puck's head look up, and he gawked in horror at the screen.

"Dear Avalon, he reminds me of you." Reka flipped him off and continued watching the brunette on screen with an curl and a doped up grin, as the weirdo began to sing about tomatoes.

"Scratch that, I think it IS you, and you just have failed to mention you have a fetish for singing about vegetables." Reka twisted in his seat so quickly, Puck almost swore he was an anime character.

"It's a fruit, you dumb koff!" Reka shouted in a loud German accent, and Brooklyn fell over laughing, apparently this was a joke on the show. Puck gave them a withering look.

"I'm just going to continue my view of you all being stupid." He floated away. Reka shrugged as he pressed and selected the next episode. Puck then floated over to Goliath, who was reading The Cat's Paw.

"Hey, big guy." The blck-haired Gargoyle looked up, and was immediately at attention when he realized Puck wasn't pulling a prank on him.

"Yes, Puck? Something you need?" The white-haired Fey turned upside down while staring at the large Gargoyle.

"Well, it's about Lexington. You see, I noticed that he's different than the rest of your clan. Why is that?" Goliath looked surprised by the question, and looked away for a moment.

"Puck, what I'm about to tell you will never be repeated, even to the others. Understand?" Intrigued, Puck nodded. "You see, before Lexington was even hatched, his clan had been visiting our castle for a fortnight. The leader of that clan was endless in his challenges to me, but in good spirit. The captain of the guard nick-named us 'David' and 'Goliath'." Well, that at least explained the name. "But when it came time for them to depart, a nest of eggs had been layed. The number was five, but they were only able to take four with them. Though, I believe the real reason was that the female who layed them, was certain Lexington's would never hatch. And for a time, I believed it too."

Puck had to ask. "Why, though? I though Gargoyle eggs were strong."

Goliath sighed. "After they have been layed, yes, but Lexington's was so thin shelled, sometimes I feared he would fall out of it and die. But, somehow, the egg managed to harden after the new moon. We put him in the rookery with the other eggs, and they hatched, miraculously, at the same time."

Puck was dumb-struck by this new information. He never could've imagined...He was drawn from his thoughts as Lexington and Angela swooped into the room from the windows, carrying a few bags of food and some things Reka had ordered.

"Hey, Puck, while we were out, Reka asked us to pick up some stuff for you." Puck simply stared at the bright smile, the warm big eyes, and almost lost it when he tried to imagine how things would've been if he hadn't fought from the beginning. Like the other night, Puck wrapped his arms around the smooth neck, but instead of cuddling him in an embarrassing fashion, the Fey was content to hug him for a moment. After he let go, Lexington spun around and pointed angrily at Reka.

"What did you do?" Reka jumped up in alarm. The remote went flying, and the brunette on screen, who, by now, Puck figured out, represented Italy, cried out.

"Pleasa don't hurt me! I'll do anyting you wan, justa spara my life!" Reka couldn't have said it better than that. Lexington gave an odd look to the TV, then rounded back to Reka, who had flown over to Puck.

"Oh, great, divine, wonderful teacher of mine, please don't let the Gargoyle kill me..." Reka whimpered in a horrible Italian accent. Puck meanwhile was trying not to laugh.

"Oh, speaking of which, let's get him changed." Fox was suddenly dragging Puck away, who began to struggle at the evil look on the woman's face. As they disappeared from the room, Reka turned to Lexington, determined to jibe at the Gargoyle this time.

"So, how's the whole 'Chosen' thing going? Puck must be so nice now, seeing as he's trying to save himself." Lexington did not rise to the bait, and simply shrugged as he waited for the Fey and Half-Fey to return. Reka pouted, then grinned as an idea sprung to life.

"Well, it certainly can't be that you're falling for him. Right?" It worked instantly; Lex dropped the box he had been holding and stared at Reka in shock. The brunette pretended to have not noticed, and went on. "I mean, Puck was just using you, so it's not like real feelings can start appearing, wouldn't you say?"

Lex was steadily growing redder. And that was when Reka went in for the kill.

"Eh? Lexington, what's that expression for? Don't tell me..." He slid up to just beside the Gargoyle, and gave a comical squawk. "You like him?" Lexington quickly relaxed, and bore a grin back at Reka.

"You said it yourself, it's impossible right?" Reka's face fell again, then, as the door opened and the Fey walked in, his jaw dropped with an audible clack that everyone else looked too. And what they saw astounded them.

"Are you sure about this? I don't feel like being embarrassed again." Puck muttered as Fox pulled the sweater over his head. She ignored his mutterings as she straightened the collar, then began to brush out his hair, and to his horror, cut the back close to chin length.

"W-What are you doing?" Fox pulled away briefly with a confused stare, then resumed cutting.

"C'mon, Puck. It's tradition that when someone starts a new chapter in their life, they change their outward appearance to reflect the change inside. And you haven't had a style change in nearly a thousand years, right?" Puck shivered as she finished, and a breeze slithered over his neck, alien to the touch. His side-burns had been left alone, and reached down to his collarbone.

Next, Fox made him change into a pair of jeans that hugged his waist snuggly. He had to admit, the outfit had a bit of flattery to it; the jeans were slim, and accented his legs. The sweater was a deep green and stretched comfortably over his chest and arms. Fox pulled open a three-way mirror, and as Puck admired her work, she gave him a smile that sent shivers down his spin.

"Well, Lexington will be the one all over you this time." Puck went red, vaguely noticing it brought out his eyes, and turned to glower at her.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." Fox leaned against the mirror, a victorious grin on her lips.

"Oh? You really have no clue whatsoever?" Puck pretending to be ignorant of her, and examined himself further. She felt her eyebrow twitch, but continued. "Why was Lexington the one Gargoyle you chose? Why not someone like Brooklyn, or even Goliath?" Puck readjusted the collar of the sweater.

"Because, Brooklyn's too hot-headed, and Goliath's out of the question. Not after the Quarrymen incident." Fox winced at that; it was a tragedy they ALL wanted to forget.

"Alright, I'll let it slide for now. But, I'm just warning you; there's a very real chance your plan will screw up, and one way or another someone will get hurt." Fox was staring Puck in the eyes as she said this. "And chances are, there won't be a replay in this game."

'Puck...?' Lexington's brain came to a halt as he took in the slender legs, the accented chest, and the bobbed hair. There was no mistaking it; the Fey resembled the mythical, and beautiful, creature he was supposed to be.

"Hoo, damn! Sensei, you clean up good!" Reka cat-called from his post near David Xanatos, who looked up and grinned at his wife, who pushed the Fey into the room.

Puck straightened up with a blush on his face. Lexington felt the oddest desire to take Puck and leave the castle. Maybe go and watching the stars? Wait, what? He slapped his face, trying to clear the buzz from his mind. Reka was grinning, both at the two's reactions, and from the teasing he'd be able to do later.

"Wow, never thought I'd say this, but you look hot, Puck." Elisa smirked from her seat near Goliath, who was unable to believe a simple clothing change could bring out the Fey's inner beauty like this.

"C-Could you can it, and let me suffer in peace? I know you're all just humoring me." Puck muttered, his blush darkening. Lexington managed to snap out of his trance, though he later slapped himself for his words.

"No Puck, really! You look beautiful." That made the whole room go silent, and the ticking of the huge grand-father clock was all that could be heard. Then...

"PWAHAHAHA!" Reka burst out laughing as the red tips of Pucks ears began to steam. The Fey looked at the floor, muttered a small thanks, and left the room. Reka knew his mentor wasn't upset, and continued laughing, as Lexington made to go after him again. Fox held out a hand to stop him.

"Don't worry. He'll be just fine." Fox smiled as she looked at the door. A floor above them, Puck finally stopped running and slid down against the wall.

'He said I was beautiful...' He had no reason to be so giddy over a comment like that, but Puck could feel giggles building up, threatening to overtake him. He rocked a bit on his ankles, smiling to himself, when a shadow fell over his form, and he slowly looked up to see a man dressed like an Indian, looking furious and red-faced.

"Well...looky here." Puck felt his heart stop, and attempted to crawl away from the Avalonian. "Hello Puck."

Coyote had found him.

Le shock! Read and review, or Puck might get hurt. Lot's of Puck being weird, I hope it isn't too out of character.

Oh, and Explainations for the 1's in the other chapters:

Page 1: The quote is from a web-comic called Questionable Content, QC for short.

Page 3: Snuzzling, rape by nuzzling and purring loudly. My cat snuzzle-rapes me all the time.

This page: The quote, and show, is Axis Powers Hetalia. The quote is from the english dub from one of the episodes, and Italy is a bit like Reka, in some aspects.