A Puckabrina Proposal
PUCK POV
I finger the velvet box in my pocket.
"SOOOOOOO… when are you going to give her that?" I jump. Marshmellow.
"Give what? To who?" my voice turns high.
"Oh- come on puck! We all know your going to ask Sabrina to marry you, so… when?" I wonder this for a second. When was I? I had had the ring for a mouth now, I was going to have to give it to my girlfriend some time. Sometime after our 15th birthday we were fighting and I kissed her, but instead of punching me in the stomach like she did when I was 12, she actually kissed me back. We have been inseparable ever since. I look back at the ring. Today. The day I'm going to propose her. Finally. I guess I have known since the day I almost drowned her in the pool.
"Pucky? Any dates?" Daphne pesters.
"Maybe today…" I glance at Marshmellow. She squeals.
"I'm going to tell Red!"
"Hey… I would say handsome, but you ego would get even bigger… so I will give you a kiss instead" she gives me a peck on the lips. No, that will not do.
"Grimm," I say teasing her "come over here and give me a real kiss" I scoop her in to my arms and give her a better ,slightly passionate, kiss. "Hey Grimm, I say we go eat breakfast outside. On the porch?"
"Okay," she says. I pull out the velvet box again. Today.
SABRINA POV
I sit down on the blanket on the porch.
"Hey Grimm," my wonderful boyfriend sits down on the blanket and puts his wings around me.
"Thanks Pucky"
"Sabrina?" He turns to face me.
"Ya?"
"I love you, so, so, so, much. I grew up for you. You made me catch that puberty virus, I have saved you from Jabowakys, crazy Old Ladies, and mirrors. And worst of all Peter Pan. An now I want say" Puck got down on one knee, " Will you marry me?" a thousand answers rush through my mind, some to gross for even the trickster king to handle.
"Yes" I say sure and simple "my dad is now going to kill you."