Scissors
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Puck crept quietly down the hall, his feet making no noise at all. He'd practiced this several times, 'till he got it right, he couldn't let ANYTHING ruin this plan, and defiantly not squeaky floor boards that seemed to be placed in a mine-field-like way around the blonde Grimm's room. He reached her room and opened the door silently, he'd been practicing this as well. Everything had to go perfectly. Inside was Sabrina, sleeping peacefully. Her golden hair was splayed out over her pillows, reflecting the moonlight through her open window. Puck went over and closed it, he didn't need the Scarlet Hand bursting in halfway through his prank.
He busied himself, sprinkling the sleeping girl with temporary sleeping powder from Mirror. He waited a moment then took the key item for his prank out of his pocket. The old ladies scissors.
He knelt beside Sabrina's bed. He took a lock of her beautiful hair in one hand and placed it between the teeth of the scissors.
Suddenly, Sabrina began to fidget uncontrollably. Puck dropped the hair and jumped back. The blonde in front of him moaned loudly then rolled over to face Puck.
He sighed, she hadn't woken. The sleeping powder was working it's magic. He set himself up again another lock in his hand. The teeth of the scissors went around it again, but Puck couldn't bring himself to press down, chopping off nearly four inches of her hair. He tried again, but he froze. He couldn't do it.
What would Jonas the Betrayer say! Puck, the Trickster King, was being weekend by a beautiful face. Wait, the Grimm-beautiful? Was he going crazy? He didn't think she was beautiful… did he? He couldn't, I mean, it was Sabrina!
But still, why couldn't he bear to destroy her golden hair?
He subconsciously rubbed her hair between his fingers as he thought, then dropped it, disgusted by himself, when he realized what he was doing.
But he had to prank her somehow, he'd feel so down the next day if he didn't!
For once, Puck thought. He thought long and hard. Then he came up with the most brilliant nonpermanent (an: sorry about that, I couldn't think of anything else to put) scheme. He picked up the blonde Grimm and carried her down the hallway…
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OoOoOoOo… what's he gonna do to her? Read the next chapter to find out.