AN: Hi people(: I have a couple things to say…ONE: IF YOU ARE READING THIS AND GET CONFUSED, I APOLIGIZE. Because this was ACUTUALLY written at 3 AM on a sugar high. TWO: If I scare you, I'm sorry, because I'm scared, and when I'm scared I feel the need to scare other people.
It was 3:00 AM when I walked downstairs to find Sabrina sitting on the couch, staring intently at a stuffed owl.
Sometimes, she worries me.
"Um…Sabrina? What the Hell are you doing?"
"Shh!"
"But I just asked-"
"SHH!" She insisted, "I am having a staring contest with the owl! When I talk I mess up!" She blinked, and a scowl became apparent on her face.
"See what you made me do?"
"Grimm, what is your issue?"
" I ate sugar." She grinned cheerfully.
"You ate…sugar? Like…a cookie?"
"No, did I say the word cookie? I don't remember saying the word cookie. I said sugar." She held up a large clear container with a green lid, that was almost full this morning, and now was half empty. She grinned again.
"I think you need to go to bed, Grimm."
She frowned. "Awe, why? I was just about to turn my favorite show on! Channel 22!"
"Channel 22 is just different strips of color."
"EXACTLY!"
"How about instead of watching the color strips, we'll watch Sponge-Bob for a few minutes, then you're going to bed. Okay?"
"Okay." She stared intently at the TV, turning it to Sponge-bob. After about three minutes, she was snuggling with the Owl (Who still hadn't blinked) and was snoring contentedly.
I watched her curiously. She was always a quiet, angry character. What had made her decide to eat sugar if it would make her hyper?
I'll never understand girls.
Another quick AN…..should I make this one-shot a little longer, or leave it at this? I think it'd be WAY too hard to make this into a story, so I'm not going to even try and go there.
Noodles and Pastrami,
~Blondie(:3