He stood and rolled his shoulders before jogging to follow,painful as it was he didn't care. It wasn't as bad as before,his body having numbed it a good amount.

"The stubborn fool is walking now, and even challenged Robin to a sparring match this afternoon. I stopped them, of course, though Robin was only too happy to fight him, the idiot," she muttered as they came down, glaring at Puck

"Hey. Im not the one who offered. I was just doing the guy a favor."

Jason grinned and facepalmed. "There's such thing as rejecting the challenge." he said,though not being to serious on him. "Where is icey now?" He asked,putting a hand to his hip. He wasn't swaying anymore but he had a limp. His left leg hadn't taken all to well to him deciding to bash his body into Ash before.

"He's resting," she snapped, shooting Jason a glare. "Goodfellow, go get ready." She pushed him out of the room.

Jason just shrugged at the glare. "Just thought he'd still be up after the little challenge."

"He is. You're just not allowed to see him." A few minutes later, Puck is with them again. He was a handsome boy in a classic black tuxedo waited for them. His crimson hair had been spiked up so it didn't look quite as disheveled, and his shoulders filled out the jacket he wore. He smiled. Not teasing or sarcastic, but a pure, genuine smile.

Jason found himself staring and blushing deeply,one word on his mind. 'Dang.' "P-Puck...y-uh...mmm....you look nice." Heat rose to his face and his freckles turned hot pink with his frills and underwings,the maroon lining the edges.

"I try. Nervous yet?" he asked.

He rubbed the back of his neck but shook his head,giving a fanged smile. "Nah,I've lived with jerky teens from foster home to foster home,ain't no different than a party when their always romping about anyway."

"Are we ready?" the nurse asked, suddenly appearing in her human mien, a short, stout woman in a white lab coat, with lined brown skin and the same gold glasses on the end of her nose. "And if youre wondering, yes, I am coming with you," she announced, peering at us over her glasses, "just to make sure my patient doesnt push himself so hard he collapses. So, are we done here?"

"Were still waiting for Ash."


"Not anymore," she replied, gazing over Jason's shoulder.