Does anyone else's 'new story' uploading thingi do that 'invalid captcha' thing, or is it just mine?
It pisses me off every time. Stupid uploading thing.
Next chapter! (mild swearing in this one, so don't read if you're too young, don't like swearing, etc.)
DISCLAIMER - (I forgot again) I do not own S.G. I do, however, own an extremely cute emoji pillow.
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Sabrina reaches over and rips the quilt off the fairy's body.
"Wake up, you idiot. We have to leave in an hour."
There's some angry grumbling, and a few seconds later Puck rolls over onto his stomach and goes back to sleep.
Sabrina sighs. She really didn't want to be up at half past three in the morning, having to deal with Puck's immaturity in his extremely cold forest-like room. She hadn't signed up for this.
She'd have expected to be used to this now, what with the number of times they'd been paired up in the past, and she'd been faced with the uncomfortable task of having to wake Puck up, but she really wasn't in the mood for his bullshit right now.
"Puck, seriously, get up. We have to go."
No answer. Sabrina let out an impatient breath before socking the fairy in the head. Puck sat up quickly, directing a scowl at Sabrina.
"What the hell, Grimm? Get out of my room. You said yourself that we still have an hour. You look like roadkill, by the way."
Sabrina glanced down at the dark jeans, boots, and grey t-shirt she'd dressed in. She knew for a fact that her hair was normal, and her jacket was clean, so she frowned at Puck's unfair assessment.
"I do not, and you know it, moron. Get up, you have to pack and get changed."
Puck scoffed and pointed off to the side, where Sabrina looked to find a medium sized, beat up red suitcase resting against a tree, along with an equally abused black backpack. She turned her gaze back to Puck.
"That's all you're bringing?" she asked, curious. "Shouldn't there be more?"
"More what?" Puck shot back. "Clothes? You know I only have less than ten different outfits and one pair of shoes, and I figured you'd bring all the case stuff along with you, so no, there shouldn't be more. Now get out."
Shooting him a well-deserved glare, Sabrina clenched her fists and started heading back out. If she was in a better mood, and it wasn't the most ungodly hour, she'd have put up a fight, but right now she had absolutely no energy left. If he wanted to go back to sleep, then let him. She certainly wasn't going to argue with him, not after the massive fight they'd had last night about the case, and their...expectations.
He'd been mad about the whole 'couple' thing, and she couldn't blame him. It was one of the most uncomfortable situations, and she would have loved to opt out, but she couldn't. Not with her family depending on her. On them. She couldn't let him back out either, because they both needed to do their part if this was going to work. She'd told him that yesterday, but he'd refused to listen, and had thrown one hell of a tantrum - again. That one had resulted in him slamming his bedroom door in her face.
She looked back just as she was about to walk out, and noticed Puck sitting on his bed with his shirt off, his head in his hands. She snorted and quickly walked out.
If he wasn't happy with the situation, then he could just suck it up and deal with it.
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"Are you sure we're on the right flight?"
Sabrina sighed, and for the seventh time assured Puck that yes, they were on the right plane, and yes, she had packed everything they needed, and no, he couldn't throw peanuts at the overweight man in front of them just for fun.
"Did you see that lady over there with the fur coat? She looks like she's got a gigantic metal pole up her-"
"Puck! Keep it down, will you? She's sitting in the aisle next to us, you moron!"
Puck snorted. "So what?"
Sabrina gave up. There was honestly no point in trying to teach him manners. Granny had tried for many years, and she'd still gotten nowhere.
"Just, keep your mouth shut and don't talk unless absolutely necessary, alright? I'm going to try and get some sleep." Sabrina reached inside her carry-on for the small pillow she'd bought along and proceeded in getting comfortable. Soon after doing so, she realised that her jacket was really uncomfortable to sleep in, and sat up to take it off.
"Are you seriously going to wear that for the rest of the mission?" She asked, looking over at Puck and his filthy clothes, only to find him already staring at her, an odd expression on his face.
"What?" she asked, frowning at him. He seemed to snap out of his trance and scowled at her.
"Nothing," he muttered. "Oh, and yes, I am going to be wearing these clothes for the rest for the time, just to piss you off."
Sabrina shook her head at him, promising herself they'd go shopping as soon as they landed, even if she had to drag him into a store by the hoody on his sweatshirt.
Fluffing up her pillow, she resumed her comfortable position and after a few moments, she felt the beginnings of a deep sleep washing over her.
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More of a filler chapter, this one. Get the boring stuff out of the way, so the next one can be longer and more...interesting? I don't know, i'll just go with the flow, I guess.
Thank you so much (I need to find more words of gratification, these ones are starting to get old) to you people who read this story and reviewed it. 12 REVIEWS ON ONLY THE FIRTS CHAPTER! (well, 11 actually, since one of the guests had to write two reviews) I can hardly believe it!
To all those account less, guest reviewers - THANK YOU! I will keep writing, I promise. I think it was Arabella Quinn that said she was writing a similar story and got her inspiration from a show called 'Leverage'. (I've never seen that show, but I will go check it out if it has romance.) Well, guess what?! I got my inspiration from a show called Brooklyn Nine Nine! It's my absolute favourite show ever, what with the comedy/crime/romance thing they have going on. It's brilliant.
Q&S - YES, I love the title too! I don't know how I came up with it, but I really like it now. Thank you for your review!
CSG - Your name was very long, so I shortened it. Also, what on earth is going on with your name? You are one hell of a girl, my friend. all that sweetness has to be good for something though, right? I love your name, don't get me wrong, but it is a mouthful. Anyway, thanks for the feedback! I thought of the title already, but thanks for trying! It means a lot, trust me.
PUCKABRINALOVER - Thanks for that tense thing feedback. I did have trouble with the tenses and stuff, what with writing in third person and all, but I think i'll improve over time. Thank you for pointing that out, and thank you for reviewing!
To all those reviewers who do have accounts - Thanks guys! I WILL POST MORE. JUST KEEP READING AND REVIEWING AND ALL THAT.
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