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Wings
Robin couldn't stop staring. He knew what it was and why it was in his apartment, on his bedroom floor, but it hadn't hit him until now that he was happy. He was monogamous, a Puck, and he was happy. Happy in a way he hadn't been since Pompeii. Ishiah made him happy. So happy that he didn't care who knew it. He didn't feel the need to clean up the feathers all over his apartment. He had actually had business cards made, yes they had started out as a joke but now he might give one to a fellow Puck which is ridiculous. He was happy and that scared him because if Robin had learned anything in his long life it's that happiness never lasts.