13Chapter 2: Temper
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Jabberwocky Lover 13
People said that I was the one with the temper.
But it wasn't so, at least not today.
Today I had won.
Flashback time!
Earlier today . . .
I wasn't supposed to use magic.
But that didn't stop me from stealing the instant cleaner potion from Granny.
It was about six o'clock in the morning. Puck was lying on his trampoline, wearing teddy-bear-covered footie pajamas and hugging his stuffed unicorn, Kraven the Deceiver. He was curled up in a little ball, and – was that his thumb in his mouth?
It was, well, adorable.
But the adorability of it was cancelled out by the massive stink that came off the fairy, and the fact that his hair was matted with sticks, mud, leaves, and God knew what else, and that his skin was so dirty that it looked as though he had a deep, permanent, uneven tan.
This was gonna be SO sweet.
I tiptoed up to the trampoline, and, ever so slowly, stepped on, being careful not to make it bounce enough to wake Puck up.
I read the label on the magic cleaner:
Insta-Cleanser!
Tired of bathing? Well, there's no need to anymore!
Just pour desired amount and stay clean for extended lengths of time! Completely dirt-repelling and sweet smelling!
WARNING: May cause some side effects that are listed on the back.
1 Capful: Good for 24 hours of cleanliness
2 Capfuls: Good for 1 week
3 Capfuls: 2 weeks
4 Capfuls: 1 month
5 Capfuls: 6 months
6 Capfuls: 1 year
Yeah, yeah, yeah. WhatEVer.
All of a sudden, Puck stirred. I almost jumped. I figured I had oh, thirty seconds before he woke up. I could worry about the side effects later. I dumped about half the bottle on him.
It was so beautiful, I almost cried.
It was a truly amazing experience. His skin became smooth and clean, and his hair was actually dirty blond (not actually dirty, though – pretty clean), not dark brown and matted (who knew? I thought he was a brunette). Best of all, the nauseating aroma that gave me a permanent headache evaporated, to be replaced with one of lemon Pine Sol. It was so moving, I almost cried.
Almost.
Then he woke up.
"GRIMM!"
Using my super awesome Grimm/detective powers, I devised a brilliant plan and put it into action immediately.
I ran. Fast. But it wasn't my fault the stupid fairy could fly at the speed of light, darn it. He snagged me by the back of my shirt and soon was on top of me, his wooden sword at my throat. "What have you done, Grimm?!"
I squirmed. "First of all, GET OFF ME. Second, I did you and the whole house a huge favor and gave you a little cleansing potion."
"WHAT?! NO!" Puck threw himself into a mud puddle. At first he was dirty and gross, but about five seconds later it all evaporated and he was clean again. He tried to get himself dirty again and again, but had no success.
"Chill, Puck. It'll wear off in a year or two. Maybe three, I don't know. I didn't really measure the potion."
Puck screamed. "You will pay, Grimm! P-A- uh . . . whatever! I will get you!"
He tried to tackle me, but I punched him hard in the nose. It started bleeding. "OW!"
"Don't mess with a black belt," I said casually. "You'll want some ice for that nose.
Puck glared at me and then stomped off.
Sheesh.
Some people should learn to control their tempers.