Sabrina woke up to see Puck's sleepy gaze resting on her. She smiled. "Hey."

"Hey." He grinned.

"Thank you for being the best husband ever. I needed it." She began climbing out of their bed. "I'm going to go take a shower. Care to join me?"

"Sabrina Grimm! If I didn't know better, I'd say you were trying to corrupt me! Except for the fact that I'm the Trickster King and the only one who'll be doing any corrupting in this house is going to be me." He looked around, bewildered to find that his beautiful bride was no longer listening.

"Gotcha!" Sabrina shrieked as she tackled him from behind. "You might be the Trickster King, but there's reason that they call me the Queen of Sneaks you know!" She tried tickling him, to no avail.

"You mean besides the fact that you married royalty?" Puck suddenly stood up, tipping Sabrina backwards onto the bed. She blew the hair out of her eyes.

"Hey! No fair! You didn't warn me!" She grumbled as she walked into the bathroom and started the shower.

"You should always be on your guard around me babe. You never know when I might…GET YOU!" He snatched her up and jumped into the shower.

"PUCK! The water's really cold!" She exclaimed, her teeth chattering.

"I guess we just have to warm it up then." He said before pulling her into a kiss.

"I know they say that showering together saves water, but for some reason we always seem to take twice as long as when we're alone." Puck ruffled his hair when talking, trying to shake some excess water out.

"I'm sure you can figure out the reason. Just think about it for a while. By the way, what do you want for your birthday? You only turn 23 once you know. Well, most people do. You could turn 23 every year if you wanted. How about a party? We never have parties here and we've had the house for months! Granny Relda has a party every other week for the hell of it! What do you say?" Sabrina knew that as long as he didn't ask for Vegas, like she had seven months ago when she turned 21, she'd get it for him.

"Sure, we can have a party. Anything for you. Or really, me, since it is my birthday. Or will be soon anyway." Puck's head turned toward the door. "Door."

"Please your majesty let me get it." Sabrina said sarcastically, walking to open the door. "Daphne! Red! What a surprise! Come in, come in!"

"Thank you Sabrina." Daphne glanced around. "Lovely home you've got. Isn't it nice Red?"

"Oh yes, very beautiful." Red looked at Puck. "Puck. Long time no see."

"Marshmallow! Crazy! How you been?" Puck snagged both the girls in a bear hug. "It has been long! About…seven months I believe?"

"Blame Sabrina!" Daphne said, "She was the one who never called to invite us, so we took matters into our own hands. We figured if we were going to come over unannounced the least we could do is bring breakfast." She set down two pink bakery boxes.

"Still warm you two so eat up!" Red said gleefully while opening the first box and pulling out a glazed doughnut.

"Thanks, but no thanks. I'm watching my weight." Sabrina stated while she stared regretfully at the boxes.

"Will you two please tell Sabrina that she's perfect and doesn't need to be on a diet! I've tried about a million times already but she won't listen to me." Puck gestured at his wife with the éclair in his hand.

"Well, maybe one doughnut won't hurt." Sabrina mentioned as she snagged a Boston Cream and walked to the door for the second time that morning.

She opened it to find Uncle Jake, Granny Relda, Mr. Canis, and who else, Elvis, on the other side of the doorway.

"We were walking past and smelled doughnuts." Uncle Jake said, stepping through the doorway and past the others.

"Well, really Elvis smelled them, but we only knocked because we knew it was your house." Granny Relda smiled and gave Sabrina a kiss on the cheek.

Puck laughed inside. It was like nothing had ever changed.