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"They totally would!" Puck cried indignantly. "I can tell you don't belive me. But that's ok, 'cause I believe me!" he put his hands on his hips.
"Yeeeeep." Puck said, sticking his nose up. "Anyways, so what shall we do now? Wanna go for a swim?"
Dai wrinkled her nose and then flicked her wrist and it grew cold "it's too cold to swim" she said in a fake apologetic tone
"Whaaaat? You're crazy. The temperature's fine, right, Girl Who I Pushed in the Pool?" Puck asked Destiny.
Destiny was shivering "yeah" she said then walked over and pushed him in "isn't it boy I pushed in?" She added then she pulled her towel tighter hoping to warm up more "fix the weather" she stuttered between shivers
Puck's arms flailed as he lost balance and crashed in the pool. The cold robbed him of breath and stabbed him. He breached the surface, his cheeks red and his skin pale. "I-I'll g-get you b-back Girl I Pushed In the Pool." His teeth chattered and he slowly pulled himself out of the water.
Destiny smiled "I don't thing you will actually" she said focusing on seeing if her would and what he would try if he did "nope, you wont"
"Meh I'll probably forget. You aren't too memorable. " He pursed his lips, not realizing that what he said might've been hurtful. The fae in his blood made boldness strong in him.
Destiny "I get that a lot" she said looking down, knowing it was a side effect of her power, she remembers everything, even the future but no one remembers her.
((Your charrie is so sad omg))Puck's mouth went in a straight line. "Maybe you should wear this hat to be remembered. " He snapped his fingers, and a pencil confiigured in his hand. "That isn't a hat..." He said, puzzled at himself.
(Cause she grew up with no one there and she is scared of her powers cause they hurt her emotionally)Destiny looked at him questioningly "um thanks but you don't have to do that. And it wont help much anyway. Why would you even want to help?" She asked
Puck put an arm around her shoulders. "Sad people make me feel this awful emotion called empathy. Its dreadful, let me tell you. I would do just about anything to get rid of it. But you should take this pencil. It's probably very special, since I conjured it." He placed the writing utensil in her hand.


He grinned and pulled away just to stare at her eyes.