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He started laughing, shaking his head playfully before extending his arm. “Wanna arm wrestle? You can use Magyck.”
She hesitated, looking around, her vision still fresh in her mind as she squinted at the bandages. “I’m not sure, sir...” she said uncertainly....
He smirked, raising one eyebrow. “Everyone is charmed by me,” he replied playfully. “You should know that by now.”
The whimper seemed to weaken her and she looked around hesitantly. “What... what happened to your eyes, Melas? Why are they bandaged?”
Puck looked up, giving a charming smile. “And I’ll just have a stack of pancakes, please,” he said easily. The waitress might have flushed before...
She looked very concerned, reaching out one free hand to brush the bars. “Who... who are you? What are you doing here?”
He seemed a little tired, but he straightened up as a younger, teenager elf came up to them, holding a notepad. “Welcome to Bluebells,” she said...
She hesitated, approaching the noise slowly, her light pink cloak brushing along the stone floor as she walked. “I... I don’t know. Are you...
His face still had that playful, boyish charm, but his face was soft and he watched her. “I really missed you, Cal,” he said, tilting his head.
She hesitated, kissing Tanzy’s head before heading towards the voice, her hood over her head and her eyes wide with nerves. “...hello?” she...
“That does sound good,” he repeated, nodding to himself, taking her menu and staking it on his. “I want to hear more of what you’ve been working...
She hugged Tanzy to her chest, her hands trembling as she whispered gently to Tanzy, trying to calm him. She hesitated, backing away from the...
“Pancakes,” he replied cheerfully. “They’re great here. What about you?”
She looked startled but began running towards the barking, still focused on her goal. “Tanzy, c’mere boy!”
He laughed a little before tapping the top of her menu. “You just feel too much,” he said easily. “Have you figured out what to get?”
Her eyes widened and she dropped to her kneels, looking around in panic for her companion. “Tanzy? Tanzanite...?” She started to try to follow...
“I don’t think you will,” he said thoughtfully, drumming his fingers on the table. “You’re really powerful, Calliope. Really. You just gotta learn...
She followed him, storing the scone inside her clock and walking quickly to keep up.
He laughed a little, closing his menu. “Did you set anyone else’s hair on fire?” he teased, folding his arms in front of him.
She smiled back and took the bag before heading out with Tanzy. “Do you want to find some food?” she asked him gently. “I’ll follow you.”
