Sorry for the delay in my upppdaaate. But on a lighter note, I love all my reviewers. &&…I'm sorry I made most of you cry in chapter two. Haha, `twas emotional, yes.

Anyway, I considered EVERYONE'S requests, but when I heard this song on a playlist, I knew it had to be done. I hope that although I didn't use anyone's SONG request in this chapter, I do believe my Puckabrina fans are in for a sweet treat.

Enjoy!

-NYSeats

-Chapter Song: Underneath it All, No Doubt-


Fairy-Boy For Long

Ever since the humans started moving back to Ferryport Landing, Sabrina began to feel less and less like one. Events in the past three years had been like big fat rain drops on her life's parade. And even though each challenge made her stronger as a person, the realities of New York were little specks on the horizon. Now that humans were back, she almost felt like an Everafter herself. How was she going to fit in when for so long, magic and adventure were everyday things? But apparently, she was the only one feeling irked.

Puck was ecstatic.

"You know what all this means, Grimm? Business is going to be off the charts," he had said.

"Business?" Sabrina asked curiously. This was the boy who refused to believe "tiny wooden death sticks" from the kitchen were for dental hygiene. How could he know anything about business?

"Now that more and more people are here who don't know my real identity, I can pull pranks left and right. Those bodyguards I hired for you a while back? Most of them specialize in surprise tactics. I'll rehire them, and be at double my tricks in less than two weeks. And that…is business," he ended with an assured and happy nod.

Sabrina could only smile and laugh.

There's times where I want something more; someone like me.

Now, about a month later, the Grimms were busy again. Granny had gone grocery shopping. Through Sabrina's begging, Jake was to go with her and make sure there were at least five normal food items on the list. Veronica was having lunch with Snow White, and Henry was upstairs with Daphne and sleeping Basil, who recently began to talk in full sentences.

One of Granny's chores for Sabrina and Puck was to walk Elvis. Since the dog was so incredulously strong, making it his mission to leap onto every pedestrian within contact, the job required two sets of arms. Both fourteen-year-olds groaned at the thought.

Nevertheless, Sabrina reached for the leash in the coat closet and latched it on to Elvis' collar. Puck was already on the front porch, waiting for her to bring the eager dog out the door.

There's times when this dress rehearsal seems incomplete.

They had purposefully walked the dog away from the public, weaving through the woods while he sniffed every blade of grass on the way. Sabrina listened to the town buzzing about three miles away. She squinted at the sun that shone through the trees.

But, you see the colors in me like no one else.

"Tell me something," she said to Puck, who looked at the skyline with her. Behind them, Elvis was doing his business.

"I swear it was an accident!" he suddenly blurted dramatically to her, his eyes as big as planets. Elvis' ears perked up in surprise.

"Wait, what?" Sabrina staggered backwards from the unexpectedness. She would have laughed out loud if not for the intensity in him.

"…Wait…what were you going to say?"

"Uhm, I wanted to know if every fairy had pixies – you know what, I think I want to pretend that you didn't do something drastic worth feeling guilty for. So, uh, never mind," she stated, looking at him like a foreign object.

"Heh heh," he attempted a laugh. He looked away at Elvis, who wanted to continue his walk.

"Do you think she knows?" he whispered to Elvis as they continued their trek through the woods. People say a dog can't roll his eyes, but Elvis was pretty darn close.

Sabrina, walking ahead, and despite what she might have had to come across in the near future due to Puck, smiled to herself.

And behind your dark glasses you're...
You're something else
!

You're really lovely,
Underneath it all.
You want to love me,
Underneath it all.
I'm really lucky,
Underneath it all.
You're really lovely...

Things had changed after a few years. Basil grew into a pretty funny kid, idolizing his Uncle Jake perhaps the most. Granny became older. Daphne became taller. But it wasn't like the changes were bad. In fact, they were embraced.

Puck and Sabrina seemed to change strongly. Sabrina developed into a gorgeous girl. She did obtain her mother's features, and that included strong cheekbones and full lips. She got everything lovely from each parent. She wore makeup, but was able to seize her new maturity without becoming a vain teenager. She was down-to-earth and learned.

Puck outgrew the green hoodie. Now, he was up to three different outfits each week. His odor decreased, thanks to Henry's hygiene talk about two years ago. He grew stronger and had a larger body frame. You could say he changed for the better, but the pranks still existed. They were aimed mainly at the human boys who called him a loser for being such a loner. They could get nasty, but Puck still cackled madly when he was able to glop-grenade their homes and underground plumbing systems.

One teenager experienced green bath water for a month.

Most of all, attitudes changed around the house. Red trusted the people around her. Granny and Jake rarely fought. Henry treated Daphne more like a young lady instead of a young child. And Sabrina stopped holding grudges on Puck – but the daily yelling hadn't quite ceased yet.

You know some real bad tricks.

It was evening, and Sabrina cocked an eyebrow at her sister in the bathroom mirror. She had thought the lip gloss was eye shadow.

"Why is it sticky when I blink?" the girl asked her sister, who was more experienced in the area of cosmetics.

"Ugh, Daphne, you put the lip gloss on your eye lids. Let me dab it off – "

"What is that?" Puck looked at the tray of colors beneath Daphne's fingertips, while leaning along the doorway. His voice was deep and low.

"It's makeup," Daphne said haughtily.

Puck sneered and then caught Sabrina's eyes. He looked down at the ground and walked back to his room.

"What's his deal?" Daphne asked after grabbing a cloth and dabbing the stuff off herself.

"I guess he realized his little marshmallow is growing up," she smirked, pulling the hair out of her sister's face.

"I think he has more things to care about than me putting this junk on my face," she said unhappily, huffing in defeat.

The older sister was still thinking about Puck's way of thinking.

And you need some discipline.

"Well," Sabrina finally sighed, "I'm gonna go make a snack. You want something?"

"Nah."

But, lately you've been trying real hard

And giving me your best.

In the kitchen, Sabrina tapped her foot for Puck to finish raiding the fridge.

He turned from inside the refrigerator to her.

"Sorry, Marshmallow, but this pukerty thing Henry's been talkin` about…oh," his smile turned mischievous, "It's just the princess."

"Outta my way, moron," Sabrina rolled her eyes.

Puck twisted around her, and put his arms in the air.

"Geesh, no need to get a crack in the ol` tiara," he patted her head then put his hands back to his sides. She could have growled.

"We don't have anything left, do we?" asked Sabrina, now the one whose fingers filed the shelves of the fridge.

"Eh. Unless you like candy," Puck said to her back. She flashed around and eyed the wrapped treats in his hands. It wasn't just any candy. It was candy the Andersen triplets had sent as a thank you for the Grimm's help in a special case. It was good candy.

It was great candy.

And the last two pieces were in Puck's hands.

"Uh, I'm gonna need some of that, you know," Sabrina said, stalking towards the young man.

"I don't know. I mean, what's a moron to do…" he turned his back to Sabrina and peeled off the wrapper of piece number one. It melted in his mouth.

Sabrina stood on her tip-toes and looked over his shoulders. He leant his elbows against the counter and was glancing dreamily out the kitchen window.

"Somehow, the last piece is always the greatest..." he swooned. Sabrina yanked his arm away from the counter and reached for the piece. Her long fingers tried to peel his off the delicious caramel goodness, but he kept his grasp, chuckling as she tried to break his resistance.

"Sabrina, it's mine!" he said. She jerked on his arm, giggling and pleading for him to let go. He kept smiling.

"That's not fair, Puck! You had two pieces, and there's two of us! You can't just eat both! When am I ever going to eat these again? Never! Now, fork it over!" She claimed. He finally turned around, unsure of what to do next. She was practically wrapped around his arm.

He was solid and still as a rock, seeing her so close against him. Breathing heavily, Sabrina noticed his eyes were wider than she had ever seen them. He opened his hand up and held it in the air.

"…Now, please," she said promptly. Puck was dumbfounded. She plucked the candy from his palm and released his bicep from her grasp. And she almost giggled right then and there, to him.

"Uhm, I was…gonna give it to you anyway," he stated. He didn't look like a Trickster King then. He looked like a gawky 18-year-old who didn't know the first thing about girls.

But it was gone in the moment Puck mumbled something incoherent and went away from Sabrina, walking hastily out of the kitchen and to his room.

Sabrina walked out of the kitchen, said goodnight to the others, and went up the stairs to her own room.

You give me the most gorgeous sleep

That I've ever had…

Sabrina lay down in her bed, frowning.

And when it's really bad

I guess it's not that bad.

Puck lay on his, wondering.

You're really lovely,
Underneath it all.
You want to love me,
Underneath it all.
I'm really lucky,
Underneath it all.
You're really lovely.

Puck watched the hardwood beneath him. There were pixies all around him, buzzing like bees but sparkling like fireflies. Sabrina never really liked them, but now, they were more of just a presence than a real annoyance. Granny may have banned them from the house, but they were still allowed on the back porch where Sabrina had found Puck. She had sat down on the porch swing next to him and swung for about a minute.

"I know you didn't like my birthday present," Puck finally said abruptly. Sabrina chuckled.

"Puck, you gave me half a pack of Rolos," she reminded him.

"You said they were your favorite!" he complained.

"Well, I guess. They are my favorite," she said reassuringly. Her voice was tired but sweet.

So many moons that we have seen,

Stumbling back next to me.

"Sooo…is there a reason you're out here meditating?" she asked.

"Who do I look like to you, Ghandi?" he retaliated. He glanced over at her. She was wearing blue satin pajamas and fuzzy black slippers. She had a lot of nerve coming out here dressed like that, but Puck was happy she was beginning to get more and more comfortable around him. And she didn't want to worry about him making fun of her.

"Well, fairy-boy, you just don't usually pass the time out here on the back porch."

She waited a couple seconds while he watched her pull her knees up and cling to them with her arms.

"I guess I could leave if you want me to," she offered. Crickets were chirping under the moon, droning out her sigh. She wasn't ready to get up.

I've seen right through and underneath,

And you make me better.

"I realized something today."

She looked over at him, eyes filled with sleepy curiosity.

"I realized that I'm not a fairy-boy anymore, actually. I don't think I ever will be again."

Sabrina kept looking at him sideways, for her dreary head rested on her knees.

"I'm growing up, Sabrina. It's taken me seven years to see it, but I'm not that twelve-year-old kid anymore. I keep changing."

Sabrina raised her head off her knees.

"You're four thousand years old, Puck. You've lived longer than every human in this town combined."

"You…you don't get it. My body is growing. Remember that day with Cinderella and Tom? She became an Everafter who aged, and she'll never go back. She'll be old. She chose to grow up. And I'm growing up."

Sabrina had stopped swinging minutes ago.

"Is that such a bad thing?" she asked quietly.

I've seen right through and underneath.

And you make me better, better, better, better…

"No."

Sabrina frowned and looked to his face.

"I'm growing up…and I'm growing up alongside you. There's no point in stopping now," he finished.

Sabrina put her feet back on the ground and began to swing again.

"I'm glad you have a happy outtake on this."

"I'm not just growing up with you. I'm growing up for you."

Sabrina saw as he looked in both her eyes. It was as if he couldn't decide which one to focus on; like his eyes were eager for her to say something.

"I'm becoming a man for you," he whispered.

Cause underneath it all
You are my real Prince Charmin'
Like the heat from the fire
You were always burnin'

He let her kiss him tenderly on the side of his face, her hand on the other cheek. The words he spoke were busy being the only thing running through her mind.

And each time you're around
My body keeps stalin'
For your touch

Their faces were close, and his eyelashes brushed against her forehead every time he looked down on her. When he pressed his lips up against hers, he hugged her close to him. It was okay if he messed up, because the way she wanted to be so near to him made it okay.

Your kisses and your sweet romancin'
There's an underside to you
That so many adore
Aside from your temper
Everything else secure

There was something about him being an Everafter and her being a human that made it so much more powerful. They loved each other. They didn't know how, why, or which way to take it, but they knew it. It needed to be acknowledged.

You're good for me, baby
Oh that, I'm sure
Over and over again
I want more

They both stood up, Sabrina making the first gesture of getting off the porch swing. He thought she sought to stop, but she grabbed his hands and put them on her hips, forcing him to stand up. She kissed him again, three times on the lips.

You've used up all your coupons
And all you've got left is me

"Sabrina?" Puck asked softly.

"Yes?"

"Growing up with me…is that something you'd like?"

"I think so, Puck," she said dreamily, resting her head on his shoulder. She laughed a little bit.

And somehow I'm full of forgiveness
I guess it's meant to be.

"I guess I don't want to be young forever," he said. "Growing up with you has been…nice." He smiled a lopsided smile.

"Quit talking about growing up with me, Puck. It sounds like a chore. You've become a man, a young man, and that's all fine and dandy. It doesn't have to be about you losing all the glory days, you know," she said matter-of-factly.

"Then can we pretend that this isn't all laid out before us like a scroll? I feel like someone has already planned what I'm going to say and do."

"Puck?"

"What?"

"We can do whatever you want. Just one thing."

"What's that, princess?" he grinned mischievously.

"I want you to always be my fairy-boy," she said, smiling. "Please don't grow out of that."

You're really lovely,
Underneath it all.
You want to love me,
Underneath it all.
I'm really lucky,
Underneath it all.
You're really lovely…

You're really lovely,
Underneath it all.
You want to love me,
Underneath it all.
I'm really lovely
Underneath it all
And you're really lovely…


Look people, this song is long. It has a RAP. If I were to do No Doubt any justice, I'd have to put the WHOLE song! (:

I hope you liked it as much as I liked writing it! (which took me hours by the way…)

Tell me your thoughts! (:

-NYSeats