A/N: Disclaimer: Maybe I should just put one on my profile for all of my stories. I AM NOT A PUBLISHED AUTHOR! (Yet)
They had eloped. My brother and the girl I had loved, the one I had been trying to woo since I had met her at age twelve, had eloped. Sabrina had left a note saying:
My family,
First off, I should probably tell you that I am fine. I didn't run off to Vegas or because the police caught me doing drugs. Nothing like that. I left safely for a totally innocent reason: Mustardseed and I have fallen in love. This happened a couple of years ago, but we tried to ignore it. I know Daphne would have hated me if I got together with him, but I can't keep it a secret any longer. I am sorry if this causes you any stress or worry or pain, but I have left to go to New York City to be with Mustardseed. You know he's plenty responsible. He'll take care of me. I brought my sword, just in case. Don't try to come after me. I will probably visit in a couple of years, after you guys aren't as mad at me, because I'm sure, appropriately, that you guys are mad at me now.
Until then,
Sabrina Grimm
She had left that note, not even saying goodbye in person, just with that measly piece of paper. It broke my heart a little bit. No, not a little bit. A lot. So much that I couldn't do much besides sit here on my trampoline and stare at the wall, trying to think of ways that I could win Sabrina without getting her mad at me, or killing my own brother. But I was going in circles, my mind resorting back to the thought: how could she do this?
I was so wrapped up in my own thinking, I barely started at the sound of my bedroom door opening and closing, not bothering, not caring, to see who it was. I felt, rather than saw, Daphne sit down beside me on the trampoline, putting a hand on my shoulder. "Puck?"
I turned towards her. Daphne was now sixteen, and even though she was still younger than me, with her lush brown hair and curvy body, it was kind of hard to tell. Her personality hadn't changed much, though, still bright and happy, the sunshine in everyone's day. Her brown eyes stared up at me, concerned. I was glad that her and her older sister were so different; I wasn't completely sure if I would be able to face her if they had the same kick-ass demeanor or shared those big, blue eyes.
"Puck?" she asked again.
"Yeah?" I replied quietly.
"I-I know Sabrina's gone, and I know you're sad about it, but what if… I mean, I really liked Mustardseed and all, but you're pretty cool too. I probably would have liked you better than Mustardseed, if you and Sabrina hadn't… what I mean to say is…"
I glanced down at her. Our faces were only a few inches away, and I suddenly realized what she was saying. "Daphne…" I hesitated, unsure what I wanted right now. She moved a little closer, seemingly unknowing, and I could feel my body responding to her: my arms settling around her waist, pulling her closer to me. Her face was even closer to me, and I barely had time to say yes, before her lips were against mine.
And know what? I wasn't even sure how I could miss Sabrina at all.
A/N: Very, very, short, I know. And I'm not sure if it can really fit into the requirements for the challenge, because Puck is kinda broken over Sabrina, but, I wrote this in like five minutes and didn't put a whole lot of deep philosophical thought into it. At least there's some fluff at the end, and it's not Puckabrina. So... what say you?
