(Puck P.O.V)
"We are through!" Sabrina yelled and stormed out the door. We had just finished our biggest argument (but, it as suprisingly small).
And all because of my chimps...
~~~FLASHBACK~~~
"PUCK!" My wife called. "Get these chimps out of our bedroom! They're messing up the trampoline!"
"Why should I?" I asked, cockily.
"Because I just washed it! And do you know how hard it is to wash a trampoline!? Especially indoors!" She yelled.
"Maybe I like it." I replied.
"Maybe I don't!"
"Maybe you need to get your own trampoline!" I was yelling now too.
"You know what, Puck? You are so infuriating. But, maybe you're right."
"I am?" I asked, bewildered.
"Yes, you are right. Maybe I do need my own bed. But maybe - I need my own house!" she screached.
"All right!" I yelled with excitement. "In Florida next to Disneyworld! With a pool! And we can't forget about-"
"Puck," she cut me off. "do I need to spell it out for you? B-Y-M-Y-S-E-L-F."
"That's okay," I said, a little bit disappointed. "as long as you bring back Micky mouse." I continued getting excited.
"AHG!" Sabrina screamed. "You are so immature! You prank me day in and day out! You eat all the food, and turn into a pig while you stuff your face!"
Then she said the words I would hate for the rest of my life "We are through!" Sabrina yelled and stormed out the door.
~~~END FLASHBACK~~~
I sat down on a chair and cried when I realized what I'd done. Her words dancing in my head. No. Not dancing. Stomping. Yes, her words were stomping through my fabulous brain.
~~~1 MONTH LATER~~~
I sat up and sighed, I was wasting my life away. I would go out there and show the world that I didn't need Grimm to have fun. I said "later" to my chimps, got into my car* and turned on the radio. Tuned it to my favorite station. Ironically, the song was 'When I was your man' by Bruno Mars.
Same bed but it feels just a little bit bigger now,
Our song on the radio but it don't sound the same
That was true. My trampoline did feel much bigger (and colder. Brrr)
When our friends talk about you, all it does is just tear me down
'Cause my heart breaks a little when I hear your name
Also true. Marshmallow had mentioned Grimm on the phone yesterday. And I had felt as if something inside me broke. Or it was the little voice in my head yelling at me to apologize to Grimm again,
It all just sounds like oooooh…
Okay, that part I didn't really understand
Mmmmm.. Too young to dumb too realize that I should have bought you flowers
And held your hand, should have gave you all my hours, when I had the chance.
Okay. Three things. One; I'm not dumb. Two; I did hold her hand. And three; I bought her a bouquet of clover, lucky and flower kind. On our first date. Ten years ago...
Should have gave you all my hours
When I had the chance
I did give her a lot of my hours. Pranking her of course.
Should of took you to every party, 'cause all you wanted to do was dance.
I danced with her at our wedding. Three years ago... I guess that was it...
Now my baby's dancing
But she's dancing with another man
I saw her last week at Marshmallow's wedding she was dancing with -blah- Pan -puke- Goody two shoes... And, I don't have a baby. What are you talking about?
My pride, my ego, my needs, and my selfish ways
Caused a good strong woman like you to walk out my life
Why? Why did I not kick the chimps out? Or at least hide them in the woods.
Now I never, never get to clean up the mess I made, ohh…
And it haunts me every time I close my eyes
For the first time ever, I actually wanted to clean up my mess. Weird right?
It all just sounds like oooooh…
Mmm, too young, too dumb to realize
That I should have bought you flowers
And held your hand
Should have gave you all my hours
When I had the chance
Take you to every party
'Cause all you wanted to do was dance
Now my baby's dancing
But she's dancing with another man
Didn't we already go over this?
Although it hurts
I'll be the first to say that I was wrong
Or the second, or the third, forth, fifth, or even hundredth.
Oh, I know I'm probably much too late
To try and apologize for my mistakes
Second time I actually WANT to apologize**. I'm going nuts!
But I just want you to know
I hope he buys you flowers
If he dosn't, he'll get the pranking of a lifetime
I hope he holds your hand
Give you all his hours
When he has the chance
Ditto.
Take you to every party
'Cause I remember how much you loved to dance
Tears welled up in my eyes.
Do all the things I should have done
When I was your man
Do all the things I should have done
When I was your man
I was fully crying now. No! I yelled at myself. What are you doing?! Crying is for babies! But I couldn't stop.
~~~ONE WEEK LATER~~~
It was finished, the perfect date set up for Sabrina.
I bit my tongue, I was really nervous. Ether Sabrina would hate it and (Sadly) me or she would love it, and, (hopefully) me.
This was it. I knocked on Marshmallow's door*** Sabrina answered "Hello. Oh, What are YOU doing- HELP!" She screamed when I picked her up "Put me down!" She yelled at me.
"Nope" I said as pink insect wings popped out of my back.
~~~TIME SKIP~~~
When we got to our destination. I set Sabrina down on the ground and asked,"May I have this dance?" While giving her a bouquet of clovers(Both kinds)
"P-Puck...I-" She stammered.
"Hush." I put my finger to her lips, "Just dance."
"B-But, Puck, I-I'm So sorry, I shouldn't have been so-"
"No," I interrupted "I'm sorry, I was too immature, I'll do whatever it takes to get you back. I'll even go to the end of the earth for you."
"Puck," Sabrina said sternly " The only thing you'll have to do to get me back is..." I held my breath "... It's your turn to do the dish's for a week." She smiled
"Do I have to?" I whined but I was smiling. I'm pretty sure she planned all this. Just to teach me a 'Lesson'. Whatever that means.
"What do you think?" She replied and kissed me. One word. Wow.
*Wait. What? Puck knows how to drive a car? Weird...*
**He said sorry in the 7th book**
***She dosen't have a house of her own yet***