He was not used to having Enemies

He had been heavily depressed for three days now, since moving in with the 'boys' into Goober's apartment.

"Yep! There you are!" Goober motioned for Puck to get up and join him, "you have to see this!"

Puck did not want to see it - he heard Goober loud and clear telepathically and felt crushed. He was not used to having enemies, and this one made him sick with despair. It was personal, it was dangerous, and he could not back off - not now.

"It's hilarious" Goober yelled.

Goober was jiggling the controls and wore that weird open-eyed look that folk get when they have been playing online for far too long.

"Look Peanut-head, this is not hilarious, it's hurtful - amongst other things” Puck muttered to himself.

Biff, Jobe and Bart had all fallen asleep sitting upright. It was the air causing it, and also their being in a house of Fae. The effect meant that they could not stay awake for very long, however, when they were unconscious they were happy, for the dreams in Goober's apartment were always soothing and cheerful.

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series