
42, 𝔇𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔘𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔏𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔰
I've already worried her enough. I've already worried everyone enough. I bite my lip. It feels like I'm walking on a tight high wire. I look at Nyx. Her eyes gleamed in my soul. I take a sip of wine the color of a sunflower, and it tastes as bad as the food.
"Puck, you okay?" Nyx asks.
"I'm fine." I shakily swallow my tongue.
Poseidon gives me a look. He turns and squids off. I roll my eyes. Seriously can't you just leave me alone? I look around. It's boring here. No one was exited no one was really talking. I hear music playing. This atmosphere sounds highly familiar. It reminds me of that palace and that... never mind. It's still an old memory I just can't wash away. I move my hand down my red hair.
Come on Puck, make some noise make some magic. I bite my lip and light a small ball of light in my hand ready to spark. Nyx looks at me. A grin forms on my face. She was about to probably tell me don't do it, but have you met me? I jump onto the table and throw the ball up. It ignites into fireworks.
"Ladies and Gentlemen of the Jury are you aware that we're making history?" I quote Hamlet, which was my idea.
Mabe forms a smile.
"Oh no...." Ash whines.
"He's doing it." Mabe punches Meghan's Shoulder.
"How can we not talk about family when family's all that we got." I form a cane in my hands.
I start moving around the table gracefully like a swan. I move my feet to avoid getting them stuck in porridge or pudding. This was going well, I always had that gift. Nyx looks happy. She started clamping. Poseidon rolls his eyes. I turn to Nyx and grab her hand.
"Oh no! Oh noooo, Goodfellow, I don't dance." I pull Nyx up.
"A princess has to." I put my arm around her waist.
I start pulling her, whether she liked it or not. I move her right and left. Nyx's expression softens and she starts laughing. She looked like a flower blooming. Petals expanded down her dress. I dip her. Her hand moves down my shoulder.
"I'm surprised, you are lighter on your feet than I expected." I say.
"I'm full of surprises Goodfellow," Nyx smiles.
"I have doubt about it." I say.
I pick her up and spin her in the air. Nyx looks stunned and her dress spun beautifully. I put her back down. Nyx breaks off of me and starts moving on her own. She flowed like a river and looked like a tree in full bloom. Everyone was staring. She was... everything about her was absolute perfect.
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