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Hello, Sorry to upset because of my absences… well… Enjoy! I saw Michael Buckley yesterday!
Sabrina's mind swirled with memories of both her and Puck's life. The memories continued until they slowly faded into blackness identical to the last time that Sabrina had attempted to run away. The blackness dragged on for what seemed like centuries, until a dim light, muted by her eyelids, seeped through her eyelids. Meanwhile, the exact same events took place for Puck. The opened their eyes in synch and awoke in their separate rooms. Sabrina's hand snapped towards her right arm that burned with magic. It boiled her veins to have magic on her, and she could do nothing to stop from becoming out of control. This time, instead of feeling the sparks of power that fueled her with confidence and happiness, her brain filled with thoughts that she had never thought. A picture of Puck's bedroom flashed into Sabrina Grimm's head. Her eyes went wide and she rushed out of her room in a set bright yellow pajamas.
It was 2:00 am, so nobody was awake except for the two teens. Daphne was supposed to be watching over her sister, but of course there was no one person who knew Daphne Grimm more than Sabrina enough to never trust her with the deed of waking to the sound of a person awaking. The girl could sleep through the war itself. In fact, she almost had one day when they were supposed to defend the fort. Sabrina slipped right out of her room and into the fairy's in a second and without a soul noticing. It didn't seem to be her will that lead her to the annoying fairy boy's forest, but something else. Something compelled her to go to Puck and just be near him. Sabrina stopped in surprise, WHAT WAS SHE THINKING! She didn't need that stink bomb to be comforted. It was bad enough that she had even admitted to herself that she ever liked him at all.
"I'll go check if he is ok, I owe him that much." She whispered to herself.
Sabrina tiptoed through the dirt path and hid when she saw Granny Relda in a seat near the fairy's trampoline, or as he saw it "bed". Sabrina crouched behind a tree for about three minutes until her legs started to cramp up and she started to get tired once more. She started to sit, and then a twig snapped from under her foot. Biting her lip, Sabrina removed the broken twig from under her foot. Granny didn't wake, but a certain fairy boy did.
"Grimm? The old Lady sleeps like a log, I'm getting bored… Well get out of hiding or my chimps are going to think that you are a huge banana!"Sabrina winced, yep, he was definitely fine. Stepping out of the shrub, the girl brushed the dirt off the silk jammies and scowled at the fairy. He was so annoying at times, well no that was an understatement. He was so annoying at all times.
"What do you want fairy boy?" she retorted at his demand.
"I told you, I'm bored!" The boy whined, false hurt filled his dirt covered face.
"So? What do you suppose I do about that?"
"I know you love me! Come on, admit your love for me and I'll let you go beddy-bye." At that, Sabrina exploded into a number of insults that I'm not allowed to say nor write. She fulfilled the fairy boy's wishes exactly. He was bored, what was better than doing your daily routine early, especially if it meant annoying the girl that he loved… 'I mean loathed, yeah that's what I said! LOATHED, NOT LOVED!'
After a whole two hours of the teen's fighting, Granny had gotten Henry, Jake, and she prying the two "lovebirds", as Daphne would put it, apart. It was a good thing too, because Sabrina was about to arrange Puck's face into something he would never forgive. While the fairy laughed his devious laugh, Sabrina growled at him with pure hatred.
"STOP! That is enough! Now, both of you role up your sleeves!" Granny ordered the children to obey. They did, and there it was. The insect wing upon both the teen's arms glowed with magic.
"What is that?" asked Sabrina, momentarily forgetting the fight.
"We don't know libeling, but we will." Granny Relda walked over to her grandchild's arm and pinched the area with the purple tattoo. "Sabrina, Puck, put your arms together please." They obeyed and both of the teens were send into a coma that would last three days, but this coma was sleepy in two cocoons similar to the one made for puck in New York. This time there were neither dreams nor flashes of memories. This time it was only metamorphosis. They were becoming bonded by fairy magic, which is the strongest of all. After the next three days the two teens would never be the same.
