Hi there. This is my first Sisters Grimm fanfic! It's set in the 3rd book. Where? Right-
Puck: NOOO! SAY NO MORE! GAH!
Yeah, just go ahead and read. I don't own SG, but I love it!
(: Lilybeth Luna
Puck's PoV
I'm not gonna talk about what just happened. You can't make me. Nope! Not gonna say a word.
She's so frustrating! I can't stand her! she's always yelling at me, always complaining. I mean, come on, her grandma (the old lady, duh) who had never really met her before, decides to be nice and take her in - like she did with yours truly, not that I'd ever thank her to her face. It's not my thing. But she doesn't thank me either! I save her butt at least three times a week and all I get in return is NOTHING. Yeah, I guess I prank her too much for her to really believe I care about her (I DON'T), but still. A simple thank you would be appreciated. Along with 2 billion dollars in cash. She acts like she hates me - she does hate me - but sometimes, you know, she's nice. She laughs whenever I do something funny or stupid, and - Gah, what am I saying? She hates me. And I hate her.
Thenwhy'dyou-NO! NOT ALLOWED, SUB-CONSCIOUS MIND! We will not dwell on the past. Great, now I sound like that creepy monkey guy that lives in a tree near my old palace-dump-house thing. And I'm talking to myself. Thanks a lot, Sabrina.
I MEAN GRIMM! I SAID GRIMM! What are you talking about? I didn't say Sab- ahem.
I believe I may be going crazy. And its that weirdo's fault. If he hadn't come around, I wouldn't be (I will only admit this once, don't ask me to repeat it) jealous. If she hadn't - If SHE hadn't - yup. Just as I suspected. It's her fault. All hers. If she hadn't waltzed into MY forest with her stupid pretty blonde hair and her stupid perfect face and... if she hadn't pushed me in that stupid pool, none of this would have happened. It's. Her. Fault. If she hadn't come into my life, I wouldn't be forced to -blah- take -gah- showersand eat vegetables and stuff. And... and... nope. Not going to say.
FINE.
Iwouldn'thavekissedGrimm.
Not going to repeat that. No way, Jose.
Because there's no possible way at all that I even would consider liking Grimm at all.
Okay, maybe a little- NO. Not. Possible. Kapeesh? Kapeesh. Because I don't.
I know.
When did my sub-conscious mind come back? Why is it suddenly on my side?
I'm not.
You're not?
No.IsaidIknewyoudidn'tlike her.
Yeah... I don't. Didn't we just go over this? Geez, now I know why Grimm says I'm slow. There is no possible way that I could ever consid-
You love her.
WHAT? NO! I don't-why would you-he was lying when he said- and I- NO!- penguins can't fly- ... what? - GAH. I. DON'T!
but if I did it would be like a sister- NO. NO POSSIBLE WAY, REMEMBER?
I'm going crazy.
Officially.
Soooooo... how'd you like it? I love writing in someone's perspective when they're in denial. There's a lot of spluttering and nonsense. (: Please review! s
