A/N hey. Sorry it's been so long. I have shitloads of homework and I just broke up with my boyfriend. So…yeah. No time to write. But here you go, chapter seven. Finally starting to get into the good stuff.

Oh, and from now on, it's going to be from third person.

Dedicated to Lara D

Chapter Seven

Third Person (as it will be from here on out)

Puck and Sabrina stood awkwardly for a few minutes before Sabrina started walking back towards Puck's trampoline. Puck hurried after, his now shorter Sabrina-length legs having a hard time keeping up with his own.

Once on the trampoline—which Sabrina, much to her shock, flew onto—, they sat in silence. Puck finally broke it.

"So…um…what happened?" He still sounded like Puck to both of them, but to everyone else, it would be Sabrina talking.

"I don't know," Sabrina said. She, too, sounded like herself.

"Maybe Marshmellow cast a second spell on us," Puck suggested.

"No," Sabrina said. She was sure her sister wouldn't do that—even if it seemed like she barely knew Daphne anymore. "I think…I think that the sticking-spell caused us to switch bodies. We were fighting so much…and when I said…you know…well, I meant it. Maybe we were fighting so much we couldn't get any closer without switching bodies."

It was fairly good reasoning—even Puck could see that. But there was one part that Sabrina had failed to figure out.

"How do we fix it?"

Sabrina paused. Her forehead wrinkled and she bit her lip. "I…I don't know."

"…"

"What if we…I don't know. Hugged or something?" Sabrina asked. "Maybe that would make the spell think we like each other and reverse it."

Puck considered for a moment before finally nodding. "Fine. But if you tell anyone…"

"Why would I tell?" Sabrina demanded.

Puck shrugged but didn't respond. More fighting wouldn't do them any good. Even he could see that.

When Puck made no move to hug her, Sabrina awkwardly wrapped her arms around him. He returned her hug just as awkwardly, not used to the contact.

After a few moments, they broke apart.

"You think it worked?" Puck asked.

"No," Sabrina admitted. "I didn't feel anything at all."

Puck smirked. "Well, I felt something…"

Sabrina wrinkled her forehead. What did he mean? All she'd felt when he'd hugged her back was a feeling of release—like when you're carrying a heavy box and drop it.

Puck's grin widened. "Somebody likes me," he said in a sing song voice. And then it hit Sabrina.

"NO," she gasped. His body—the body she was in—was attracted to the body Puck was in. Sabrina, as Puck, was experiencing…

"You have a boner, you have a boner," Puck said, laughing.

"Actually," Sabrina said, glaring. "You have a boner. You're attracted to me. It's your body that's attracted to mine."

Puck flushed. "But you're in control of it right now."

"I don't think you can really control this kind of thing, idiot. Anyway, that isn't the point. Hugging didn't work. What else can we try?"

Puck looked thoughtful for a moment, and then his eyes lit up. "Kiss me!"

"WHAT?" Sabrina exclaimed. "NO!"

"Do you want your body back or not?"

"Of course I do," Sabrina said, blushing. "But…I don't want to kiss you."

Puck rolled his eyes. "Then I'll kiss you. You're such a baby."

He took a couple steps towards Sabrina, until they weren't even an inch apart. Without either of them realizing it, the spell had loosened up. They could now be a few feet away from each other—but Puck had filled in that gap quickly.

Sabrina's heart was fluttering like crazy—Puck had kissed her once before, but this was different. Not only were they older, but Sabrina was expecting it. And the look in Puck's eyes told her something she had never expected—Puck wanted to kiss her. There was a sharp, calculating look in his eyes, and an eagerness that took Sabrina's breath away.

And much to Sabrina's shock, she wanted him to kiss her, too.

A moment later, Puck's hands were on Sabrina's shoulders, and hers were around his waist. Without thinking about it, their bodies had adjusted to each other, treating Sabrina as the boy she appeared to be and Puck as the girl.

To Sabrina's surprise, she got caught up in the kiss. It wasn't that she'd never been kissed before—she had just never been kissed like this. Puck seemed completely engrossed with her. She liked how it felt to be that close to him.

Puck, too, was becoming immersed in the kiss. Being that close to Sabrina—the smell of her skin, the feel of her warm body…it was almost too much.

Several minutes later, they broke apart, breathing heavily.

"Anything?" Sabrina asked, her voice a few octaves higher.

"Well, I definitely felt something," Puck said, not joking this time. "But I don't think it's what we were supposed to feel."

"Damn," Sabrina muttered. "What are we going to do now?"

"I…don't know," Puck said. "Do you think the spell at least loosened up some?"

Instead answering, Sabrina took several steps away from Puck. In fact, she put several yards between them. And then got pulled up short.

A smile broke across her face, causing her blue eyes to shine. "We can be like, three yards away from each other!" she said in excitement.

Puck smiled back. "Yeah, great." He looked down for a second, distracted by…boobs? "Uhhh Sabrina? I think we have a problem."

"What?" Sabrina looked down at her body—except, it wasn't her body she found. It was Puck's.

Neither of them had to say what they were thinking—their soul's were adjusting to each others bodies, meaning that the spell or side effect or whatever it was was taking hold.

An hour or so later, Puck and Sabrina left Puck's room. Even they saw themselves now when they looked at each other—something neither of them was happy about.

They went downstairs for dinner and took their seats across from each other.

"Well look at that," Veronica said cheerily. "You two are getting along. Oh, and now that you can be farther away from each other, you both need to go and take showers after dinner."

Puck and Sabrina froze, looking at each other in horror. Before, it wouldn't have been so bad. Not when they still saw their own bodies. But now that they were seeing the bodies they were in instead of who they were…well, that could get problematic.

"Mom," Puck said after a few moments, feeling awkward. He was sure Veronica would see through the ruse… "That really isn't necessary. Puck doesn't smell that bad and I don't mind not showering for a day or two. I mean, what if the spell suddenly decides it doesn't want us to be far apart?"

"Yeah," Sabrina added, seeing Puck was failing at convincing her mom. "Showering isn't that important. And I know my magic. What if by getting it wet, it makes Sabrina go a bit crazy? What with her Addiction and all…"

Veronica rolled her eyes. "Stop making excuses, you two. I expect it from Puck, but you, Sabrina? Really?"

Sabrina opened her mouth to protest but then remembered that she wasn't really Sabrina. Not anymore. For all intents and purposes, she was Puck.

No one said anything more as Granny put dinner on the table. It was some sort of hot pink cabbage sitting in what appeared to be melted peanut butter.

To Sabrina's surprise, it smelled amazing. She took a tentative bite and found that the taste wasn't at all repulsive. She ate it all at a speed to rival Daphne's, completely surprising herself.

Puck, on the other hand, barely touched his food. He looked confused, and he was. He had taken a huge bite, expecting that he would, as usual, love it. But to his horror, it tasted dreadful.

The rest of dinner passed in a haze of loud conversation, Sabrina eating like she hadn't since coming to live with Relda, and Puck not eating as if he were anorexic.

After dinner, Veronica shooed them up the stairs with a look that clearly said, "If you don't come back down clean, someone's head is going to roll."

Sabrina and Puck reluctantly walked up the stairs, neither happy about what was about to happen. They walked down the hall to the bathroom and stood by the door.

"You can go first," Sabrina muttered sullenly. She didn't want Puck seeing her body. She didn't so much object to seeing his body—but him seeing hers? That wasn't ok with her. At all.

Puck shrugged. At least Sabrina wouldn't be seeing his body for a while. He stepped into the bathroom, leaving a heavily blushing Sabrina behind him. When he stepped towards the shower, he heard her yelp in pain—she'd hit the door when the spell decided they were too far apart. Puck could get to the shower, but Sabrina was pressed tightly against the door. Thank God the bathroom was tiny.

Taking a deep breath, Puck turned on the shower and started to take off his shirt.


A/N hope you liked it. Next chapter out as soon as I can get it out.