A Goodfellow's Irony

[Puck]

Grell nodded slowly, his thin eyebrows knitting together as he began to understand just what was going on. Well, he'd certainly have to be more careful when planning experiments from now on...and he'd probably have to go through Puck's room, to make sure that there was no more dangerous materials there...

"Alright, that makes sense, I guess...he'll just have to be more careful from now on, is all..."

"EXCUSE ME?! I'm DYING, here!!!" Puck shouted, as loudly as he could. The pain was far from subsiding; in fact, the longer he seemed to have it in his system, the worse it seemed to make Puck feel. And, it also seemed to be making him weaker. The boy could barely force his head off the ground now, much less sit up and talk about this problem with the others.

"Please...just get it out of me," Puck gasped, his voice barely above a whisper now.

[Moppet]

"I'm so stupid!", thought Moppet as she raced down yet another hall on her way to Biology. she had overslept and it didnt help that she was lost. finally finding the door, she quickly opened it to find a unicorn, a death lord, and a ditsy girl all gathered around a poor boy in a ball on the floor who appeared to be in extreme pain. " Oh my God, what are you doing to him!"

[Vriska Serket]

Vriska eyed the situation carefully. Puck was still curled up in a ball, and whimpering in his extreme pain. The unicorn hadn't made a move yet, so the young troll decided that maybe she had something that could help. Beneath her somewhat cruel exterior, Vriska did have a bit of a benevolent heart.

"Move over. I think I have something that could help." Vriska said, as she shoved the others to the side. Bob watched curiously as some...green slime pie suddenly appeared in the girl's hands. "What is that, y'all?" Bob asked.

"Sopor Slime. It's a special type of slime that we trolls were raised with 8ack on Alternia. Now, this stuff really f*cks up our think pans, like Gamzee's...8ut it might have a different effect on humans." Vriska explained, as she bent down to Puck's level. "Hey...Puck, that's your name, right? Eat some of this, and whatever it is should 8e coughed up." she said, offering the green slime pie to the fae.

[Puck]

Grell paused, looking up for a minute in the new girl's direction. He frowned, rolling his eyes at her incompetence. This was why he hated shy people. They were always getting in the way of things. Shooing her with his hand, he returned his attention to Puck and the slime the girl was offering to him.

Puck rolled over towards Vriska gently, looking cautiously at the slime she held in her hands. Under normal circumstances, he would have told the troll that she was crazy for even suggesting that he go near that stuff, but it didn't seem like he had much choice at the moment. With another grimace, the boy swallowed the sticky goo, trying not to think about just what he was doing.

A few moments later, he was hacking up whatever Grell had forced him to take before.

Meanwhile, Tinkerbell took notice of the quiet girl at the door. While she would never had gone near someone like her normally, she was rather nervous for Puck's sake, so she moved to where she was now standing. "It's alright. I think he's fine now," she explained, biting her lip as she glanced back at the boy.

[Vriska Serket]

As Puck coughed the iron supplement up, Vriska smirked. Lesson 1 on Vriska Serket? Never dou8t her a8ilities.
"There is one thing I should warn you a8out, though." Vriska said. "Like I said, that slime messes up our think pans...so the side effects should wear off soon, if you happen to get any hallucinations and all that." she said.

[Puck]

"H-Hallucinations?" Puck coughed, holding himself up off the ground by his arms as he ridded himself of the detested object. Grell made a face at the mess, only able to think of himself having to be the one to clean it up.

"Oh, that's going to be fun to clean," Grell sighed, pouting as he squatted down in front of Puck. The boy took one look at the red head, then jumped back, letting out a surprised shout at the sight.

"Grell! Don't...don't do that!" Puck said, staring at the shinigami with wide eyes. Funny, Grell had never had such a distorted-looking face before...

[Moppet]

"What was wrong with him?" she asked the girl who had come up beside her. The question she really wanted to ask was Is it catching? but she knew that that would be rude.

[Puck]

Grell frowned at Puck's reaction. Pausing to glance at the clock, the shinigami cursed under his breath. They still had a good forty-five minutes left in class. There was no way that Puck would be able to sit around in class for that long.
"Alright, everyone. I hate to do this, but...class is dismissed. I've got to get him back to his dorm," Grell sighed, picking the boy up into his arms. The man was stronger than he appeared, as he was able to carry both Puck and his death scythe hanging off his other arm. Dashing out the door, he ignored the strange accusations coming from Puck at the moment, and carried him on to his room.

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"Erm...he had some sort of allergic reaction," Tink said quickly, biting her lip as she stared after Puck. She hoped that he'd be alright. In all honesty, she didn't really trust Puck with that shinigami, no matter how much time they'd spent together before.

[Moppet]

"You've got to be kidding me! I just found this class and its already dismissed!" she shouted after the shinigami. Scowling she gathered he things and left quickly. She was to upset to even thank the girl who had explained the ordeal to her. All she wanted to do was go to bed and never get up.

It was only first block and already she had overslept, gotten lost, and been slightly traumatized by a boy having some sort of allergic reaction to who knows what! This was not at all a good way to begin her new life.

[Vriska Serket]

Vriska rolled her eyes at the shinigami, who left the room with a hallucinating Puck in his arms.
"8luh...so much for trying to help someone out." Vriska said, as she walked out of the room, and straight past Bob. The unicorn had a slight interest in the young troll, and began to trot after her, as she left the classroom.

[Moppet]

Well i might as well see if there is anything i can do to help, she thought as she turned and raced after the shinigami. She knew it was probably useless to even try but it was a good excuse to talk to someone, and this way she could see more of the school without getting lost.

"Hay, wait up!", she yelled after the now frantic Grell. Why wont he slow down a little bit?

[Grell Sutcliff]

Grell stopped quickly in his tracks, nearly giving Puck a heart attack as he did. It was bad enough that the boy was still hallucinating; now he had to deal with a shinigami that liked to go a hundred miles an hour and then directly stop? Frowning at the girl, Grell turned sharply back to look at her, tapping his foot impatiently.

"Child, please tell me that what you have to say is important," Grell huffed, rolling his eyes. "Look, I've got a sick kid to deal with, and there's no telling how long he's gonna be stuck in loopy land here," Grell gestured to the boy in his arms, who was currently mumbling something about a caterpillar smoking a bong.

"Damn, that's some strong stuff," Puck muttered, squinting his eyes as he tried to process what he was seeing. This whole place looked like a scene from Alice In Wonderland, and as he turned to face the girl whom Grell was speaking to, he tilted his head to the side in confusion.

"Hey...aren't you supposed to be younger or something?" From what Puck had seen, Alice was always a very small girl in the story.

[Moppet]

Startled by the how sharp his reply was she began to stammer,"I-I-I just want to know i-if there was anything that i can do to help." She looked at the boy with a perplexed expression. What does he mean by "aren't you supposed to be younger?"!?

"What did he eat that made him react like this?", she asked. She had a hint of a condescending, derisive tone in her voice that she had not expected, and it startled her. She had never spoken to anyone like that before, so why was she now?

[Grell Sutcliff]

"Shush, Puck," Grell frowned, lightly slapping the side of the boy's head. Puck glanced up, and his eyes widened at the sight of the shinigami, and he struggled to turn loose of his grasp. Grell sighed in exasperation, and asked the boy, "What is it now?"

"A frickin' CAT is HOLDING ME!!!" Puck shouted, making Grell clamp a hand over his mouth hurriedly. His cheshire-like grin had probably made the boy mistake him for...well, Grell had a pretty good idea which character he was focused on now.

Turning back up to look at the girl, Grell sighed. "Well, as for his present reaction, he was forced to eat some sort of alien goo from an incompetent troll. And as for your helping, thanks, but I think I can handle this on my own," Grell said sarcastically, rolling his eyes at her condescending tone. As if this girl had any sort of experience dealing with these situations in the first place!

[Moppet]

"Actually I don't think you can!", she said in a purposely condescending tone. "From what I've seen, you don't have a clue about what to do but you're not about to admit it which is putting this pore boy at risk.", she said gesturing at Puck, who by now had begun to dribble and his lolled from side to side as if he were drunk.

"I took 4 medical classes at my old school and passed them all with an A average and I happen to know what can be done to help stop his hallucinations and how to check for any other reactions or injuries. I also happen to know that your probably about to do something that will just make it worse or wont affect him at all. So if you still think that you can handle this situation yourself then I'll leave!", she concluded as she turned to leave with her head held high and a proud, superior look on her face.