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"A Whole New World"

(Sabrina's POV)

Puck tossed the carpet into the air and it automatically unrolled. It rose up high in the air, about 4 feet, and then Puck's wings popped out of his back and he fluttered up so that he was then standing on the floating carpet.

"Puck I'm not so sure about this", I stuttered nervously.

"Pish Posh! Don't be such a noob!"

"Whatever," I said ignoring his insult, "How do you get this thing started?"

"Just take my hand."

"I don't know….."

"Trust me Grimm. I've already saved your life a billion times. If you fall off, I'll catch you," reassured Puck. He cracked a smile as I took his hand. He lifted me up and I almost fell. He caught me and our eyes connected for a second. I looked away. Wow, this was embarrassing. We sat down criss-cross applesauce and I said "Carpet, Go."

And we were off! It was a perfect summer night, the sky was clear and the stars were dazzling. The moon was a perfect crescent. I hadn't ridden it in so long I had forgotten how good it feels to fly.

"Faster!" Puck commanded.

We were going at an amazing speed. My hair was whipping all around and it felt so…exhilarating. I lifted my hands in the air and just….let go.

I let go of all the pain, anger, sadness, worry, the regret, and just everything that I was for the past few years and left it behind. I looked over at Puck; he was enjoying it as much as I was. He caught me looking at him and said, "I'm glad we came." I could only nod and I'm sure my smile was huge and goofy, but I didn't care.

We sailed over Ferryport Landing, the town that I had to live with for the past few years.
Except this was different, I was seeing it differently. I was seeing everything different, including Puck.

Just as we were flying over Charming's mansion, Puck pulled out two of his glop grenades. A wicked grin spread across his mouth, and then I understood.

He gestured one of them to me and I took it. Who in the world carries these with them? Puck, the one and only Trickster King. I shook my head in amazement at the ratty, smelly, hilarious fairy who had actually become my friend. I could deny it, but I knew deep down that we both cared about each other. I just hadn't realized it until recently.

Just as we drifted over Charming's chimney, in unison we chucked our grenades down there as hard as we could. We waited a second, and then heard a high-pitched feminine squeal.

We both turned to each other and said, "Charming." We sped away cracking up so hard tears were coming out of our eyes. "Oh that was too good," I admitted.

"Well I am always prepared," Puck stated.

We continued our flight past the diner, where I just remembered my parents were out to dinner! I'm dead if they see me, I thought. We pasted the diner and only Uncle Jake spotted us. His eyes widened in surprise but then gave us a thumbs up and a wink. He then did a hand motion that resembled zipping his mouth shut. Puck and I were staring, mouths gaping at him but then I started to giggle and Puck joined in. Good old Uncle Jake. We kept soaring for a while longer when Puck suggested, "Let's make this a little more interesting."

He then said to carpet, while giving me one of his dangerous smiles, "Let's get this party started!"

It took Carpet a minute but then it understood. We were whizzing through the air and I was holding on so tight that my knuckles were turning white. We were tumbling, spinning, spiraling, turning, twisting, whirling, zigzagging, doing somersaults, free-wheeling, and soaring in every direction possible before I started to get dizzy! I was losing my grip while Puck just stood there screaming with glee.

We were now passing over the forest and I couldn't hang on any longer. I tried to yell at Puck but we were going so fast no words came out. I couldn't hold it, so I let go. I closed my eyes as we quickly approached the trees. Well, this is it. Out of all the things I have done in my life, I die because I fell on a tree!

Then all of a sudden I stopped, just as I was about to hit the tall oak and someone was holding me so tightly I could barely breathe. I took a deep breath. I was alive, just as Puck had promised I would be.

"Geez Grimm, I didn't know you had such a week grip." I turned and it was Puck, holding me weeding-style. I blushed and said, "Well it was all your fault, as always!"

"I'm the one who just saved you! You should be bowing down before me!"

"Your-um-uh kind-of holding me…" I told him.

"Oh right," He retorted. He then whistled and Carpet appeared. Puck placed me down gently on the carpet, flew on, and then sat beside me, so that I could see his eyes, emerald and glinting with accomplishment, joy, and even a bit of cockiness.

"Thanks," I whispered, appalled that those uncommonly nice words just came out of my mouth. I mean sure he saved me but he's done it so many times that it's become a casual thing for us. So is a thanks even necessary? Ugh, Sabrina you're over thinking this, just take a deep breath and think of something other than Puck.

"Sorry what was that?" Puck was just trying to get me mad, as usual.

"I said THANK YOU alright!" I yelled in his ear.

"Much better" Puck said while flashing a smile.

The ride was much calmer and more placid than the last one. We stared at the stars and the magical, glowing crescent moon. I pointed into the air and said, "There's the Big dipper."

When I put my hand down, it landed on top of Pucks and I quickly pulled it away. His face turned a dark shade of scarlet and then said, "And there's the Little Dipper." I smiled, another awkward moment dodged.

After a little bit of floating around peacefully, Puck took out his wooden flute and blew a tune. His pixies or "minions" as he likes to call them, fluttered towards us.

Puck told them, "You know what to do," with a wink.

Then all of a sudden they lit up in all different colors and grouped up. They blasted apart, just like fireworks. It was amazing. Puck chuckled when he saw my face, "Pretty sweet, right Grimm?" They bounced into different formations and swirled around us. They created a tornado of brilliant colors that created so much wind that it made my hair swirl around. Puck napped his fingers and they formed into a line and bounced off into the night sky.

"Wow," was all I could say.

Puck said, "Yeah I know, I'm pretty awesome."

I just grinned and rolled my eyes. We continued to glide through the air for a while, in pure tranquility. I caught him staring, not a creepy stare, but more like he was seeing through me, past all the insults, stubbornness, bossiness, and stress that controlled how I acted. Just as I began to blush I felt a rush of magic. It didn't feel like a usual rush, it was more like it had gone straight through me. Out of the corner of my eye I saw him hit an invisible force and dropped like a bird smacking into a window. I heard an "OOOF!" and turned, but Puck was no longer by my side.

The Barrier! How could I forget? I started to laugh hysterically but then I said, "Carpet turn around." I felt the magic once more as I passed back through the Barrier and towards an even more filthy and ragged Puck who was laid out on the forest floor, a little scraped up from landing on a bush but still in-tact. I drifted down and landed on a soft patch of grass. He was sprawled out and pulled a stick out of his hair. "Owwwwwwww," he moaned.

"Puck? Are you alright?" I said in between hysterical laughs, making sure he was fine.

He tried to sit up but I pushed him back down. "Just rest for a sec that was a long fall. Why didn't you fly?" I asked.

"Happened. Too. Fast. I was…..distracted." He mustered.

"What could possibly keep the Trickster King preoccupied for more than five seconds?"

"Can we not talk about this right now, Grimm?"

I lay down beside him and took a deep breath. We just laid there, in pure serenity, with the trees looming in on us.

"This was nice," I said.

"Yeah it was. I told you, I come up with the best ideas." Puck replied grinning, back to his usual self.

"Well we better start heading home. Daphne and Red will be worried"

"Ah let 'em worry. We got as much time as we want."

"Actually, since you've started growing, you don't. Why did you decide to grow up?" I inquired.

Puck's face turned serious and he looked deep in thought. "Honestly, I don't know Grimm. It just happened, I can't control it."

"Oh," I was disappointed. But why? Why would I care if he grew up for no reason? I would rather have him stay twelve forever so that I could get rid of him sooner!

After about five minutes of star-gazing we both agreed we should head home, so I leapt onto Carpet and waited for Puck to join me. But then I remembered Puck did just fall twenty-five feet out of the air so I grabbed his hand and with all my strength I pulled him onto the carpet. Now, Puck's bigger than I am so I assumed I would have to pull him up using only my strength, for I was not expecting Puck to fly towards me while I pulled him. So with my over estimated pull and with him flying at me I fell backwards with him landing on top of me. My first thought was, Wow, he's not even that heavy. You'd think he'd be crushing me but it was surprising and shockingly almost comfortable. Almost like our bodies fit together perfectly.

That dear thought was then interrupted by Puck's quick reflexes jumping off me. He then helped me sit up and I scooted over so he could sit next to me. I started to get tired and ended up leaning towards him so that my head rested on his shoulder. He then returned the gesture by laying his head gently on top of mine. We then rode home in silence, not an awkward silence, but the kind of silence that means we were so comfortable with each other that the empty conversation voids didn't need to be filled. Nothing else was needed to be said, because the silence said it all.

I'm glad I listened to Daphne; maybe I should start to live a little.

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