Alright, I've been taking a while on the next chapter of BTTSW, and I've been tearing my hair out over it, so I decided to take a break and edit this little songfic/parody thingie I wrote a while back. I got the idea for this from St. Fang of Boredom's Maximum Ride version of the same song called Hearts Fly. Go and check it out, it's pretty awesome. Anyway, this is a parody/songfic of the song "Fireflies" by Owl City. It takes place during book 7, after Puck finds out about his future marriage and flies away angrily. Just a short little thing I felt had to be written. Thanks to limegreenwordmachine for beta-ing!
I don't own the Sisters Grimm.
~ Evil Scrapbooker
The angry buzzing of Puck's wings filled his ears as he sped above the forest. Tears pricked his eyes. He let them spill over. He didn't want to do anything. Not talk, not think, not laugh, not cry. Just fly.
Why did he have to grow up, and for Sabrina Grimm of all people?
You would not believe your eyes
If you saw the Queen of Spies
Beat the Scarlet Hand all by herself
If anyone could single-handedly defeat an evil Everafter cult bent on destroying the Grimms, it was Sabrina. God help anyone who messes with Sabrina's family.
'Cause she's made of tougher stuff
Than all of the rest of us
You say she's weak, and she'll make you eat her dust.
Did he mention she beat every boy in the orphanage at arm wrestling, including two very humiliated janitors? He had to laugh at the thought of little ten-year-old Sabrina arm wrestling a hulking janitor and throwing him on the floor.
I'd like to make myself believe
That I don't want her with me
Why couldn't life be simple and ordinary, like before Sabrina and Daphne had come along? He didn't have a care in the world, content to play in childhood forever. Now, the Trickster King was growing up because he wanted to stay with a GIRL. What was wrong with him?
It's hard to see but I'd rather be with her than on my own
He tried so, so hard to bury his feelings. He hid them away from everyone, himself included, and willed them to evaporate and never be seen again. Now that he knew, that EVERYONE knew, that he was growing up for Sabrina, he felt like someone had dug them up and put them in a display case for everyone to see. He was exposed.
'Cause by her side I feel like I've come home
She brought out the best and worst in him. He felt more at home by her side than anywhere he'd ever been.
Being with her makes my heart fly
When she says I need to die
After finding spiders in her bed
She was absolutely hilarious after a prank. He loved it when she glared at him like that.
Then she puts herself at risk
And I think how much I'd miss
Her eyes, her smile, her frown, her laugh, our kiss
It scared him more than he'd ever admit when she was in trouble. He couldn't imagine going on with life after her death, another very scary thought. And while on the topic of scary things, that kiss . . .
I'd like to make myself believe
That I don't want her with me
Why did she have to ruin his life? What had he done to her that deserved such a punishment?
It's hard to see but I'd rather be with her than on my own
'Cause by her side I feel like I've come home.
He didn't need her! He didn't need any of them! Since when did the Trickster King rely on pathetic humans for company?
I know someday she is going to die
Yes he did. He needed them all, especially her.
Please let her stay right here
Stupid humans and their mortality.
She's already leaving me behind.
He was already growing to catch up with her.
Please let her stay right here
Their lives were so short, compared to his. She would be lucky to live for 1/40th of his life.
Why can't things always stay the same?
What he wouldn't give to have them all stay like this forever, him pranking Sabrina, Marshmallow biting her palm, Sabrina yelling at him, the old lady breaking them up. These were the best days of his life, and he knew they wouldn't last long.
Please let her stay right here
He was already losing her to adulthood. Gah, that sounded like something Peter Pan would think.
Without Grimm, I know I will go insane.
What would the world be like without her? He couldn't imagine it anymore.
Sometimes I look in her eyes
And think about our goodbyes
How can I ever say farewell? (say farewell)
How could they leave him? The Grimms were the best things he had in life, all of them. He would be alone without them. Totally, completely alone, with only his memories and the occasional chimpanzee for company.
I can't live without her smile
Her death threats, her fist, her snarl
And yet she's here for only a little while.
Ninety more years, and life as he knew it would be over. Heck, with the way she constantly threw caution to the wind and went charging off by herself, he'd be lucky if she lived another ninety days.
I'd like to make myself believe
That I don't want her with me
It's hard to see, but I'd rather be with her than on my own
'Cause by her side I feel like I've come home (like I've come home)
What was he going to do? The Trickster King couldn't grow up. But he couldn't bear to be left behind.
I'd like to make myself believe
That I don't want her with me
It's hard to see, but I'd rather be with her than on my own
'Cause by her side I feel like I've come home
I'd like to make myself believe
That I don't want her with me
It's hard to see, but I'd rather be with her than on my own
He couldn't think about this anymore, he decided. He would tear himself apart. If he grew up, he grew up. There wasn't much he could do about it.
The Trickster King cannot be left alone.
He just wished that it didn't have to end.
He let himself descend into the forest, his home of ten years. Obviously, flying was not the way to go if he wanted to clear his head. Spotting a huge mud puddle, he ran over to roll around in it. Ten minutes later, he felt way better, and had even thought of an excellent prank to get Sabrina back for ruining his life. So what if he was going to grow up? It hadn't happened yet, and he was going to make the most of his childhood while it lasted.
The pegasi, he knew, were in the mirror. Now all he needed was some prune juice and a lot of chili dogs . . .