Puck turned to Sabrina. "What is she doing down there?" Hiding, I guess." Puck leaned down and poked his head under the seat. "I found you." Ms. Smirt shrieked. Puck lifted himself up to his full height and laughed. "She's fun." He leaned back down and she screamed again. "I could do this all day. Can I keep her?

..when the first rubber ball smacked her in the head and made her brains rattle in her skull, she knew that something about this dodgeball game was different

I'm soooooo telling." Puck stood behind her. "You two disobeyed your parents! I'm both shocked and really impressed.

Keep your paws off my fiancèe, you flea-ridden stray!

Nothing like a puppet to give you the willies.

But know this, if you get killed out there I'm going to fire you.

Maybe one of the monsters ate him," Daphne whimpered. "That would be awesome," Puck said. Sabrina flashed him an angry look. "Awesome in a terrible, heartbreakingly tragic way," Puck continued.