Sorry, sorry, sorry! I know I took forever to update, but I was having some trouble figuring out how to. You probably don't care, so on with the story!

LOCKED OUT

Puck's point of view:

"Robin! Robin, wait up!"

Puck, or Robin as he went to the human public, did exactly the opposite of what was asked of him. He ran faster. Why didn't those theatre kids understand? He didn't want to be the star of the next school play; he wanted to be in the audience to laugh at other kids when they messed up. He wanted to be able to throw food at bad actors, safe in the audience.

Puck kept running, now over the school grounds instead of the parking lot. He could hear the theatre people running after him. He kept running. Wait, what was that? He skidded to a halt and eyed it. Yes, behind a dumpster was the perfect spot to hide from a crazy mob. After all, it was smelly, and large enough that he could easily hide behind it. Quickly, he ducked behind it, only to run into something blonde and soft.

"Oof!" The soft blonde thing complained as it fell to the ground.

"Grimm, I should have known something as disgusting as you would be here." Puck commented, not offering to help her up.

Sabrina picked herself up, and dusted the dirt off her jeans, then glared at the smirking fairy.

"Stuff it, freak baby." Sabrina demanded, as she ran a hand through her messy hair, which had been fine a few seconds ago, before Puck had smashed into her.

"What are you doing here? Not that I care." Puck added.

"If you don't care, don't ask." Sabrina retorted, rolling her eyes.

"Seriously, Grimm, why?"

"Those stupid cheerleaders are after me again, because I said the captain's boyfriend was an idiot. Apparently he's a brilliant genius who just fails every class and cheats on his girlfriend, and everyone else knows that he is a genius, and I'm the idiot for not seeing it."

"So, in other words, likkle Sabrina is afraid of the big bad cheerleaders?"

"No, I'm… What are you doing here?" Sabrina stammered.

"Answer my question, then I might tell you, based on your honesty."

"I'm afraid I'll snap, and someone will get hurt. And that someone won't be me. And if that someone isn't me, it may end up in my suspension." She glanced at Puck. "What?"

"Let me get this clear, you of all people are afraid of hurting someone, and because of school?"

"Of course I wouldn't mind getting even, but Granny, Mom, and Dad would flip if I got suspended, just not if I didn't get caught. They know that those girls deserve it. Now tell me why you're here!"

"I'', Puck said, peering around the corner of the dumpster," am hiding. Good. They went back inside."

"I can see you're hiding. That's not very hard to see. I meant what are you hiding from?"

"Uh-uh, Grimm. I answered your question. And why exactly should The Trickster King give out that kind of information?"

"Uh, because I asked, and I told you when you asked!"

"So? The Trickster King can choose to ask anything and choose not to answer anything!"

A dangerous glint appeared in Sabrina's eyes.

"oh, how scary. Sabrina grimm is mad. What else is new?" Puck yawned. "however, if you must know, those theatre nuts are still asking me to join their drama club. I know I'm so awesome that they had to try to get me for it again, but my royal no means no!"

"Aww, is Pucky-wucky scared of the big bad drama kids?" Sabrina said, repeating the insult Puck had thrown at her.

"You dare to insult my amazing courage?!" Puck asked, enraged.

"Yep. And just what are you going to do about it?"

"Well, for starters, I'm going to make you walk home."

"Whatever. I don't need you."

Puck frowned, frustrated. He usually flew Sabrina home, but apparently a long walk wasn't going to teach her anything, so… what to do?

He left her behind the dumpster, and flew towards home, plotting his revenge the whole way.

Sabrina's point of view:

Sabrina sighed, and then began the long trek home. It would take a while to walk the whole way home. She jogged through town, walked through the woods, and finally trudged to Granny's house. It had taken her an hour and a half, but she was home. She sighed, and put her hand on the door knob and twisted. That is, she tried to twist it. The door wouldn't open. Puck had locked her out.

"ugh." Sabrina moaned, as she remembered that the rest of the family had gone camping. She hadn't wanted to, and gave school as an excuse to stay home. Granny had got puck to stay with Sabrina, not that it had taken much work. Puck had lived outside for ten years, and still preferred indoors to out. Now Sabrina was locked out, her feet hurt, she was tired, and she had a lot of homework to do.

"Puck!" Sabrina screamed at the top of her voice.

In response, a glop-grenade filled with something nasty ( Sabrina didn't want to think about all the different possibilities of what that something was) fell from an upstairs window onto her head. Great. Now she needed a shower on top of every thing else.

Puck's head popped out the window the grenade had just fell from.

"You called, Ugly?" he asked, smirking.

"Let. Me. In. Now." Sabrina growled.

"I don't think so. At least, not unless you get on your knees and beg for forgiveness for the rudeness you displayed earlier."

"not on your life." Sabrina hissed up at him.

"oh, that's okay. You see, I'm warm inside here, and it's getting dark. So unless you want to spend the night outside, well, you better apologize."

Sabrina shivered in the night air. She checked her watch again. 11:00 glowed the off of the blue wristwatch. Only nine more hours to go, and then she could go to the nice warm school, and greet those friendly cheerleaders. Oh yeah, and pound Puck to a pulp for doing this to her.