Robbie/Puck waited in the hallway, wearing a lazy grin.

She packed up her things she needed in her bag. Clothes, phone, a book... And a other miscellaneous things.
She then headed back into the hallway, with her backpack over her shoulder.
"I... think I'm ready." Her nerves were shot by now.

Rob blinked, and a strange look passed over his face. For a moment, it seemed like he wanted to say something. But then he shook himself, like he was coming out of a trance, and the moment was gone.

"All right, then. Dont say I didnt warn you." He grinned, and the gleam in his eyes grew brighter. "First things first. We have to find an entrance to the Nevernever. Thats Faeryland to you. Its not a place you can just walk to, and the doors are usually very well hidden. Fortunately, I have a good idea of where one is lurking." He grinned, turned away, and pounded on Ethans bedroom door. "Knock, knock!" he called in a high, singsong voice.

For a moment, silence. Then came a thud and a crash, as if something heavy had been hurled at the door. "Go away!" snarled the voice from within.

"Ah, no. Thats not how the joke goes," called Rob. "I say 'knock, knock,' and youre supposed to answer with 'whos there?'"

"[Frick] off!"

"Nope, thats still wrong." Robbie seemed unperturbed. "Here," continued Rob in an amiable voice, "Ill go through the whole thing, so youll know how to answer next time." He cleared his throat and pounded the door again. "Knock, knock!" he bellowed. "Whos there? Puck! Puck who? Puck, who will turn you into a squealing pig and stuff you in the oven if you dont get out of our way!" And with that, he banged open the door.

The thing that looked like Ethan stood on the bed, a book in each hand. With a hiss, he hurled them at the doorway. Robbie dodged.

Amelia quickly stayed to the wall, hoping not to get hit.
"What the heck?! Don't be rude!" She yelled.

"Please," Rob muttered, and a ripple went through the air. Suddenly, all the books in the room flapped their covers, rose off the floor and shelves, and began dive-bombing Ethan like a flock of enraged seagulls. The fake Ethan hissed and snarled, swatting at the books as they buzzed around him, until one hit him smack in the face and tumbled him off the mattress. Spitting in fury, he darted under the bed. They could hear claws scrabbling against the wood as his feet vanished into the crawl space. Curses and growls drifted out from the darkness.

Robbie shook his head. "Amateurs." He sighed as the books swooping around the room froze midflight and rained to the floor with echoing thuds. "Lets go, princess."

"Uh... Ok." She made it to him and looked into the room, seeing the books on the floor.
'What did I get myself into?!...'

Rob snickered. "Doorways to the Nevernever tend to appear in places where there is a lot of belief, creativity, or imagination. Often you can find one in a childs bedroom closet, or under his bed." He made his way over to the closet and opened the door. A tall, emaciated figure with a narrow face and sunken eyes stared at them as the door swung open. A black suit clung to its rail-thin body, and a bowler hat perched atop its pointed head. It blinked wide, staring at them, and bloodless lips pulled back in a grimace, revealing thin, pointed teeth. "My closet!" hissed the figure. A spiderlike hand darted out and grabbed the doorknob. "My closet! Mine!" And it slammed the door with a bang.

Robbie gave an exasperated sigh. "Bogeys," he muttered, shaking his head. He tapped on it three times, and flung it open.

This time, the space stood empty, except for hanging shirts, stacked boxes, and normal closet things. Robbie shoved aside the clothes, maneuvered around the boxes, and put a hand to the back wall, tracing his fingers along the wood. "Where are you?" he muttered, feeling along the wall. "I know youre here. Where is...Aha."

Crouching down, he took a breath and blew against the wall. Instantly, a cloud of dust arose, billowing around him and sparkling like orange glitter.

When he straightened, it was possible to see a gold handle on the back wall, and the faint outline of a door, pale light shining through the bottom crack.

"Come on, princess." Rob turned and beckoned her forward. His eyes glowed green in the darkness. "This is our ride. Your one-way ticket to the Nevernever."

"E-Ethan told me there was something in his closet... I... didn't listen to him..." She stood there, shocked.

"Younger kids can see faeries, yes. However, once they grow older, they can't anymore."

A wrinkled hand shot from beneath the bed, latching on to her ankle and yanked.

She quickly fell to the ground with an 'oof' and a yell. She tried kicking the hand off with her other foot.