Ha'! Be afraid small fey! Rawr.

He stood, shaking himself out before laughing with more of a free joy than anything.

Puck kind of jumped into Ash's arms. Ash, very unamused, dropped him

Don't let Jason know you dropped Puck, he wouldn't be happy about that.

He made sure to brush away as much of the soot from burning a bit of his hoodie as he could, getting rid of some but not all of it so there where hints that he'd caught on fire there.

"Yeah, I don't really care," Ash spoke to the air, glaring down at Puck, who was sitting up, pretty annoyed

Huh, alright. Well, that's your situation. Puck, sorry.


He found that he actually had a pep in his step as he went back toward the cabin, smiling happily and doing a little twirl. He felt like he was lighter than air, like nothing weighed him down after so long. Years.

"Hey," Ash said, getting a little defensive. "I'm sure Jason would understand."
"See? The voice sympathizes! Why can't you be more like it?!"
That only earned another glare

Oh, yeah? Why don't you ask him yourself? He's on his way back over, and in a good mood. And Puck, I think sometimes people are just set in their ways, it's not your fault.

He hopped along, happily jumping up now and then to swing from a branch over roots or bushes.

"No, that's okay. I'm not about to ruin his good mood with this imbecile."
Puck didn't know what that meant, but it sounded offensive. "Voice, I think you're right. Ice-boy is set in his way of being rude," he said sticking his tongue out at Ash

You better not. And I don't disagree Puck.

Ash slapped a hand over Puck's mouth before he could say anything else