This is going to be a one-shot because I just really wanted to write something to clear my head. So please, enjoy!

By the way, I hope Puck isn't OOC, but he is older, so that gives me some leeway. :)

Yeb - A short story

"Puck, what's going on?" Sabrina leaned in towards him. Puck had the sudden urge to tell her everything, but no, he couldn't. Even if he wanted to.

Really, really badly.

"It's fine." He kissed her on the tip of her nose, "Really."

"Really?" She smiled, teasing him. Her hair was pulled up in a messy bun, and an oversized sweatshirt - his sweatshirt - was drooped over her t-shirt, which was, of course, slightly small on her. It was probably not supposed to expose a good two inches of her midsection, but he took advantage of this. Leaning over, he stretched out his hands...

And gave her a taser-tickle-thing. He never knew quite what to call that, but his girlfriend giggled hysterically, gasping for breath.

"Ahh!" She tackled him, and they ended in a kiss.

"Love you." He whispered.

"You too, freakbaby."

He was even more nervous as he walked up to the restaurant where he would be meeting Sabrina. Love at First Bite was an adorable little place that Sabrina simply adored, and he was taking her there. The bouquet he had brought her, a mix of dahlias, was resting impatiently on the table next to his own.

Five minutes later, she arrived. Hanging up a phone call, she walked down to him, stealing one of the sample brownie bits on her way down.

"Mmmmph." She mumbled, "Thif ib goob."

"Uhhh... this is good?"

She nodded, but it didn't calm the waves of oncoming butterflies in his stomach.

"I brought you some flowers..." He scrambled for the dahlias, meeting a felt-covered case as well. As he pulled them off of the table, she tapped his nose.

"Did you know Dahlia's are my favorite?"

"I actually was worried that they would be daphnes."

"You know me too well." She smiled, then something caught her eye. "What's this?"

It was red... a red jewel... a red... ring?!

Squeals erupted from her mouth, as she fought to keep a growing smile contained.

"Sabrina Grimm," He went down on a knee. "Will you marry me?"

"Yeb!"

He looked at her, confused. Then he looked at her plate. She had stuffed a piece of cake in her mouth, as she really was a sucker for chocolate.

"Is that a yes?"

She swallowed, then kissed him.

Right. On. The. Lips.

"I can't wait to get married."