Chapter 2
30 years old
"Oberon. Come look!" Titania's voice travelled from her cradle to where he was perched hidden in the woods.
"Sorry Titania. Busy." Busy. The only excuse he could come up with.
"Busy doing what?"
"Nothing." He throws down a pebble stone and stands up. It's been 10 years since meeting the mysterious fairy and Oberon basically forgot about the whole encounter. He stands up and wiped the dirt off his hands. Yes, it seems childish for a thirty-year-old daydreaming. But to tell you the truth he was escaping from Titania. His control freak bitch of a wife. No. She wasn't that bad. She was just… Titania. He loved her with all of his heart. But sometimes he wonders what would life be if he weren't a King.
"Oberon!" A familiar voice called out.
"Who is it?" He said annoyed.
"Puck!"
"Puck?"
"PUCK!" Her tangled white hair tickled his chin as she dropped down from a treetop. Oberon peered at her with a half smile. He forgot how her carelessness made him smile whole-heartedly.
"How are you O-B-RON?"
"Not bad. You?" She had grown. Not much, but still.
"Oh. Kicked out of the house. The usual."
"Kicked out?"
"Yes. I scared someone so bad he had a heart attack." She smirked and gave a half shrug.
"What!" Yes she was indeed insane. But at least she admitted it.
"Yep." Puck flopped down on the floor and curled up next to a rose bush. Oberon sat next down to her. Both staring into space lost in their own thoughts.
"So where are you going to sleep now?"
"…here." She declared hesitantly.
"What a pretty lady like you sleeping here? The mortals will trample you. If not Titania's bunch of giggly fairies."
"I'm not a giggly fairy."
"I know you're not."
"Okay."
"Huh?"
"Okay I'll be your servant."
"What!"
"Well Titania has her bunch of fairies. Don't you need someone as well?"
"Yes it gets lonely over here." Oberon raised an eyebrow. Was he actually ready to let this crazy girl take over his life?
"Well it's settled than." Puck looked over as the confused king staring into space. She put a hand on his shoulder and leaned over. "Where am I going to sleep now, my lord?" She whispered. Her lips lightly touching his ear. Puck's voice sent shivers down Oberon's spine. He turned around and Puck was inches away from his face. He leaned in smelling the scent of freedom. Than suddenly Puck jumped up and laughed awkwardly at him.
He shook his head, stood up and started to walk away.
"So are you coming or not?" He looked back to look at a grinning Puck.
