Hiyas! (As in multiple Hi(!)'s Not Karate) The longest review for my last chapter (as promised in my lovely A/N at the bottom) was ... **drumroll, please**... Epiphany On Toast

And I wouldn't have updated so quickly if not for dontcrossmeX.

Yay! Yay! You guys win!

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To share a random poem (by Shel Silverstein) with you (because it is amazingsicle)...

If you add a sicle to your pop
Would he become a popsicle?
Would a mop become a mopsicle?
Would a cop become a copsicle?
Would a chop become a chopsicle?
Would a drop become a dropsicle?
Would a hop become a hopsicle?
I guess it's time to stopsicle,
Or is it timesicle to stopsicle?
Heysicle, I can't stopsicle.
Ohsicle, mysicle willsicle Isicle
Havesicle tosicle talksicle
Likesicle thissicle foreversicle-
Huhsicle?

Onsicle anothersicle notesicle, Isicle dosicle notsicle ownsicle thesicle Sisterssicle Grimmsicle.

Now onsicle to the storysicle. (Good job for all of those who actually read all of that - you just sat through mucho nonsense)

Puck's Version - Chapter 5

When Puck woke up the next morning he was curled up on his throne, cuddling Kraven the Deceiver, his terribly frighting stuffed unicorn.

He looked exceptionally regal as he sat up - his hair sticking up on one side, a bit of dried drool on his chin. Puck addressed his minions, complaining ever so majestically to the pixies about how he was "sore all over and absolutely exhausted."

They replied, saying that was what happened when dignified people like himself fell asleep in trees during (as specified by Puck himself) "all important top secret stakeout missions." And if he was so tired, why did he not just go back to sleep?

Ignoring this last jibe, Puck inquired regally (and with ever so amazing grammar), "How come if I fell asleep in a tree, I'm on my throne?"

According his minions, their noble sovereign had fallen out of the tree as he slumbered, not awakening as the pixies caught him, carried him to his throne and lay him down, where he had rested, sleeping fitfully, until morning.

Satisfied, Puck ordered his servants around for a bit, commanding one half to bring him food, and the other half to entertain him. And one half to go spy on the girls some more. The minions could (obviously) be divided into around six different halves.

Waging a prank war on the girls seemed less devious in the sun light. In fact, it seemed completely harmless, beneficial even, for all involved. The girls would have the wonderful pleasure of going back to where they came from, the Old Lady would experience the astounding delight of Puck's presence again, and Puck would get more free food. Really, everyone would win.

The pixies returned, bearing large gifts of delicious pancakes with fizzling pink sauce (which had been deviously stolen at great peril from the front porch of the Grimm house, where they previously sat, freshly steaming, as though they were just waiting for someone to take them) and news. The wolf was coming to speak with their magisterial ruler.

Puck, who had pounced upon the food as soon as it had appeared, stopped in the middle of demolishing his breakfast. One cheek bulging, filled with pancake, he asked, "When's he coming?"

His question was not answered by the minions, but by Mr. Canis himself as he appeared right in front of Puck's throne, as though by magic. Puck jumped, accidentally inhaling some of his food. He had been caught completely aware of the appearance of the man, totaly anticipating his arrival at that moment.

He coughed, and several minions banded together to pat him on the back.

Puck straightened, with an air of convincing un-surprise and asked, "What is it that you want?"

The wolf sighed. "Puck, Relda wishes to ask you-"

Puck interrupted Mr. Canis mid sentence. "For my utter forgiveness? Very well, I accept, but on several conditions." He smiled, leaning back on his throne, waiting for the wolf to ask, no to beg for his conditions of forgiveness.

Mr. Canis didn't do that. Instead, he just looked slightly bewildered. "For your forgiveness? What offense has she committed exactly?"

Puck jumped to his feet, shocked. "What offense? What offense! She only willingly brought two outsiders, two adversaries, two evil little girls to Ferryport Landing, two additions that were completely and totally unnecessary for anyone in this town! They are my new archenemies, they are absolutely unacceptable, they are unspeakable, they..."

Panting, he stopped, then drew breath, about to continue his rant. Before he could however, the wolf jumped in. "Two adversaries? Adversaries in what exactly? How exactly are they your "archenemies" when you have never even so much as spoken a word to them before? How have you worked that out, Puck? Please enlighten me."

Puck opened his mouth, then closed it perplexed. He opened it again, then looked down and to the side, muttering something indistinct that sounded similar to "stupid girls, stealing the old lady, all their fault."

Mr. Canis sighed, shaking his head. "Relda wishes me to invite you to lunch sometime, with the girls, and to ask you to stop waging attacks on them. What do you say?"

Puck looked at him, then away. Then back at him. Would it really be so bad to actually meet the girls? Surely not. But... Puck leaped into the air, and suddenly shouted, "No! The girls are not welcome here! I will not, will not, WILL NOT meet them, I will not speak to them, I will not stop waging attacks on them! So there!" He flew away, fuming.

The Wolf looked slightly disappointed, but he nodded briskly and left, grumbling about stupid, stubborn, idiotic fairies.

I know right? Long chapter for me. And quick update for me. Both of these are sad things. I mean 782 words is long? The disclaimer at the top of the page was itself 165 words long! And updating within two months is short! Terrible thing. Terrible thing.

Thanks to all those who reviewed, that is dontcrossmeX, FaroreGrimm, EnolaHolmes13, Pale-Face, Krys and Mel, and The Queen of Valencia Torgue.

Next chapter's review challenge:
Whoever can write down the best poem in their review gets a top of the page shout out.

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Bye bye!
K