AN~ If you have any requests, guys, I'd love to hear them! I'm going to run out of words in about... three chapters. Because I'm not coming up with the words myself, they're prompts.

Reminder: These are unconnected, though mostly the fall into some sort of canon (though it may be post-epilogues.), and almost exclusively Puckabrina. I threw in some non-Puckabrina things just for the heck of it, this time, though.

Sun

He's her sun, now that this earth shaker has happened. She knows it's a bad idea, letting a guy be this important to her, but she just can't help it, he's her everything, with her memory gone. She remembers him, vaguely, when she doesn't remember anyone else, and he's the only one that understands that she can't just remember, and that she can't act like she does, or be close to this stranger-family because it hurts. He's her center, and she builds her new-old life around him, a planet revolving around his big steady presence, because he's her light.

Heat

He's pressed up against her, and she can't get past the incredible heat coming off him, even if it's just because they're tied together, hanging from a tree. She knows there ought to be a way to get out of this, but the temperature is messing with her brain, and she can't think clearly enough to figure it out, and she hates her hormones for this because they'll be stuck like this forever if she can't concentrate. It's not as if he's any warmer than anyone else, she's just... closer to him than she normally gets to other people.

Vacation

The summer she turns eighteen, Jake suggests that she take a trip with him and Puck to Europe, and her dad agrees, surprisingly. So after graduation, she packs up her stuff and they all leave for Portugal. It's beautiful and she loves every minute of it, but she's forgotten that she'd be living with two bachelors who live out of hotels and a magic closet. So when August comes, even though they've mentioned, in passing, that maybe she could put off college and keep traveling with them, she heads home and goes to school. She only misses it sometimes.

Green

His eyes were green like the sea, not really, truly green, but bluish sometimes and greenish others, so that when she looked into them, she was never sure what color they'd be. She never figured out what would make them change- time of day, his mood, or what he was surrounded by, and now, looking at the beautiful man in the green grass with the hideous mess of guts spilling out of his abodomen and cracked white ribs pointing out of his chest towards the clear blue sky, eyes glassed over, she supposes she never will figure it out.

Beach

She's not actually all that fond of the beach, so when the rest of her family goes there for vacation, she opts to spend the two weeks at Granny's house, not knowing that Puck and Jake will be there, too, or that Jake thinks she just doesn't want to leave Granny alone, so to make her feel better about not going to the beach, he turns the backyard into a mini-beach, and she feels guilty so she goes and sits in the artificial sand for a while. Puck laughs at her, but keeps her company, and that helps.

Foliage

They train in the woods in autum, and they're talking about the colors because they want to distract each other, but it's not really working because they're used to it. She loves fall because of the colors, and she doesn't mind talking about it, really. It's nice because he's not trying to insult her, he's just talking to her, and they can actually have a conversation.

She's enjoying herself so much she doesn't even mind when she loses, she just picks herself and her sword up and says, "Try again."

He grins at her and they start all over again.

Falling Leaves

She kisses him, the second time. It's fall and they're supposed to be raking leaves, but he's making a bigger mess than they started with and Daphne made a smallish pile and went inside to spend the last of Thanksgiving break with Red before time to go home, so Sabrina's the only one really working, and then Puck shoves her and she falls into the pile and it's just so beautiful with leaves falling around her like orange rain in the blue sky that she kisses him and he drops the handful of leaves he was going to dump on her.

Fiery Colors

She's all fire, he thinks. Even her blue eyes aren't ice like most people would call them, they're the hottest part of the flame, the base of the candle that you can never touch because it'll burn you faster than you can blink. Her hair is a cooler flame, and you can run your fingers through it without getting burned, if you go fast enough. She blushes red, not pink, and that's his favorite fire, and the reason he loves embarrassing her so much. It just goes to show how much a person's outsides show their insides, he decides.

Chilly

Oz holds Emma by the shirt over a firepit. Sabrina comes in, longsword in one hand and a throwing star in the other, more weapons strapped across her chest.

Emma watches as her mom says, "Oz, take your filthy little hands off my daughter."

He grins and says, "Make me."

Emma has always loved her mom, but she's looked up to her dad, and it's not until Sabrina gives a chilly smile and says, "I will," that Emma realizes her mom is a hero too.

Hours later, Oz no longer has hands to touch either of Sabrina's daughters with.

Snow

He tracks snow into the house because he knows she hates it, and one day she decides to lock him out in the snow he loves so much. She's forgotten that he's a fairy and impervious to cold, though, and when she wakes up in the morning to a broken window and a bedroom three feet deep in snow, suspiciously warm herself, with a pair of arms wrapped around her, she tells herself she shouldn't really be surprised. But that doesn't stop her from getting mad when she finds out the whole house is that deep in snow.

Cold

Sabrina is cold cold cold cold cold and Puck can't wrap his mind around it because how can anyone be this cold and not be dead, and even though he hasn't heard her breathe in minutes the conclusion that she might actually be dead has never entered his mind because Sabrina can't die, can't die, canNOT die, because he needs her and even with two girls at home he doesn't think he'll be able to live without her there too and if she dies he'll just disappear and waste away to nothing so why is she so damn cold?

Watch

Basil's the one that watches. He caught it from Red. He thinks that Daphne's a bit hard on Sabrina, from watching her. He loves both his sisters, but sometimes thinks he might have a favorite, and it's not Daphne. But then he feels guilty. He thinks she's kind of manipulative, sometimes. And he thinks that maybe she's unfair because Daphne loves everyone, but even she needs a bad guy, and Sabrina lets herself be her sister's bad guy, and lets Daphne blame everything on her. He's not sure why, but he thinks the orphanage has something to do with it.

Snowman

Daphne takes great delight in burying Puck in the snow, when she realizes he can't feel it. She piles the stuff around him, packing him in it, until they have the most awesome snowman ever in their front yard, and then she hides with a camera in the bushes that still have leaves, and she and Puck both wait. Finally, Sabrina comes up the driveway, and Daphne grins- Puck holds absolutely still. And then, when Sabrina's two feet away from the snowman-Puck, it jumps at her, and she screams, then beats him. Daphne grins and the camera clicks. Priceless.

Birdsong

She's been undercover for months, now, and she's tired of it. She wants to go home and see her family and forget about this stupid case. But she can't, and she knows it. She's just glad that she finally figured out what that birdsong she kept hearing was- it's Puck. She can't see him, can't call him, can't write to him or text or contact him in any way- or any of her family, really- but he's figured out a way to keep her from getting too lonely before this ends, so every time she hears a bird, she smiles.

Soap

For three years running, she gives him soap for every present-worthy holiday. He takes all the bars, still in their boxes, and builds towers out of them.

Finally she says, "Until you've used that stuff up, you're never getting any other present from me. And the longer it takes you to start, the longer you'll be working on using it up. So you'd better get started, buddy. And you have to actually shower with it."

It takes him almost a year to use it up, and during that year, he discovers that ladies like it when he smells good.

Please tell me if you have any ideas at all! I like requests!