Big grin on his face, tongue lolling around his mouth, Peeves glanced at the big wall clock. That was when he recognized it; the wall clock was like the universe. And the little numbers on the clock were stars and planets. Then there were the hands, moving around and around, like people. Like poltergeists around the castle, causing mischief.

Perhaps someone slipped Peeves a calming drought but with the lopsided grin and the sugar-glazed eyes, all he could think about was Astronomy stuff. Weird considering no one ever taught him the subject.

“Pluto is the ninth planet... not really a planet...” he drawled on dazedly.