A.N~
Puck - 4015
Sabrina - 15
Amber(Sabrina's best friend that's not Bella.)
This shall be funny! Even if to do so it kills me! *Pauses for dramatic effect* ENJOY!
We were just minding our own business, Amber and I, when Puck came down the stairs in only his boxers and caterwauling "Waking up in Vegas" By Katy Perry. He stopped on the last step as he spotted us on the living room floor, sketching each other for art class. His face rivaled a cherry tomato he was blushing so hard.
"Um – Uh. I think I left my – uh, unicorn – in the – um, garbage disposal." Puck stuttered out, while Amber and I just stared at him.
*Awkward Silence*
He started to pop out his wings when he remembered that Amber didn't know about everafters, and then he just ran up the stairs with speed rivaling a cheetah's.
Amber turned to me. "I believe I owe you ten buck's. Who would have known that your prediction of Puck doing something stupid while I slept over was true?" I laughed. "You get used to it the longer you know him. It makes great personal entertainment."
"Obviously." Amber checked her watch. "Well, I got to go. See ya Brina." She got up grabbed her stuff, and left. As soon as the door clicked shut, Puck peeked his head around the corner. "Is she gone?" he whispered.
"Yeah. And how many times do I have to tell you to stop assuming you can come downstairs in your boxers whenever you want and not expect people to see you?" I wasn't mad exactly… It was more of a feeling of wanting to ring his neck and to dance on his grave. But I could always do that later. You know, after I rub the situation in his face. For fun.
The first thing I did after selecting one of my blackmail pictures, I walked over to the computer, logged on Facebook, and some hours later, heard the very satisfying scream of a certain fairy boy with a stuffed unicorn named Mr. Snuggle-Muffins. I smirked, and went to hide out in my room. Smirking all the way.
A.N~
Short, but funny. RxR!