"Once upon a time, on the north shore of Long Island, not far from New York, there was a very, very large mansion- almost a castle- where there lived a family by the name of Larrabee. There were servants inside the mansion and servants outside the mansion. Boatmen to tend the boats and six crews of gardeners - two for the solarium the rest for the grounds and a tree surgeon on retainer. There were specialists for the indoor tennis courts and the outdoor tennis courts the outdoor swimming pool and the indoor swimming pool. And over the garage there lived a chauffeur by the name of Fairchild imported from England years ago together with a Rolls-Royce and a daughter named Sabrina."
Linus had been putting away some of his brother's stuff when he heard someone knocking on the door.
"Come in," he gruffly said.
"I," a timid voice started, "I came to say good-bye."
"What?" he asked, startled and made his way out of the closet but stopped by the girl's voice.
"Don't come out," she pleaded, and Linus realized who it was. "If I look at you, I might not be able to get through this." It was Sabrina, the chauffer's daughter. She was leaving for Paris tomorrow and it was known that she had a crush on his younger brother, David. He tried to interrupt her to let her know that she was talking to him and not his idiotic brother.
"Please don't say anything," she pleaded again, and he shut his mouth and waited patiently for her to say what she had to say. "I'll be leaving tomorrow for Paris... and I 'll be away for a long time. I don't expect you to think about me while I'm gone, as you haven't thought about me while I was here." *Linus smirked* His brother certainly was oblivious to many things, Sabrina being one of them. "I just want to say... I think I know you better than anybody else." That was true, Linus reflected, he had often seen Sabrina sitting in the tree, her eyes trained on David Larabee as he danced with his love of the week. "I mean, whatever they think or say, I know the truth. That you're a wonderful person: kind, and generous, and... and for what it's worth, know that someone.. very far away is thinking of you. So if there's anything I can ever do-" Linus had to interrupt now.
"Could you bring me one of those little Eiffel Tower paperweights?" he asked, his demeanor serious, though he felt a little amusement at his way to break the moment.
"Oh my God!"
And with that, the chauffer's daughter ran out of his life for over a year, and when she came back, he found that she had grown up in everything except her choice in men.
Of course, he had his own problems to deal with. And they all began with David.
A/N: So… That's the start of my story here! I doubt that many people check this fandom, yet I can't help but adore this movie and wonder what Linus thought. So… Here's my version of his point of view!