It was a beautiful night when Sabrina walked outside to admire the full moon. with the soft sound of the river and the light wind to keep her hair off her face, the night was perfect...until an annoying little fairy boy came.
"Grimm, what are you doing here?" Puck asked.
"Oh, I'm sorry, do you own this place?" Sabrina snapped, she just wanted one night to be nice.
"Don't be so mean, doofus, I just came here to enjoy the view." Puck said as he sat down next to her.
Sabrina sighed. There really was no perfect night.
"Whats wrong with you?" Puck asked.
"Nothing, why do you ask?" Sabrina said.
"Well, I know you hate me and all, but it seems that every time that I try to me nice, you just push me away." Puck whispered.
Sabrina looked at him, where was the Puck who would splatter her with glop bombs? This Puck looked as if Sabrina ripped out his heart.
"For starters, I don't hate you, I just don't like some things you do, and I do apprecate you being nice." Sabrina said.
"Thanks, Donkey-face," Puck smirked.
"No problem, stink-pot." Sabrina laughed.
The night grew quiet and Sabrina looked at Puck, he had grown into a strong, handsome teenager. He looked at her in confusion.
"What? Is there something on my face?" Puck asked.
"No, and why do you care? You roll around in filth all day." Sabrina said.
"Can't argue with you there," He grinned.
Sabrina was starting to wonder why Puck was here, talking to her.
"Why are you here?" Sabrina asked.
Puck turned to face her.
"You really want to know?" He asked.
Sabrina nodded her head.
"Fine," He sighed.
Puck got up and pulled out his flute and blew a couple of high notes. Then, out of nowhere, Puck's pixies (or minnons, as he called them.) started to sing a slow song and blinking little lights.
"What's this, fairy boy?" Sabrina asked.
Puck lended her a hand.
"Would you like to dance?" He asked.
Sabrina smiled and took his hand. They danced a slow dance until Puck stopped.
"What's wrong?" Sabrina asked.
"Here." He said.
He gave her a small box, then flew away.
"Puck!" Sabrina yelled, but it was no use, he was gone.
She looked at the box, then opened it. It held a small locket with some nicknames: Donkey-face, Grimm, liebling, starfish. And at the end, a new one. The love of my life. Sabrina smiled and put on the necklace and started to head home. She couldn't wait to see the face on the fairy boy when she comes in...wearing the necklace.