Holidays
Over a month had passed since the pranking on Brantly. More than one person suspected that Sabrina and Puck had done the stunt, but no one had any proof, and when several fellow students had congratulated them, both tried to act innocent. Sabrina was much better at acting than Puck. He was trying, but Sabrina had had to rescue him a few times when he had started to chortle.
Thanksgiving came and went. The roommates had stayed in their dormitory all day. As they had finals coming up, and both wanted to keep their scholarships, they stayed home for the entire week to study. Sabrina made a small turkey with a few of the trimmings, and beaten Puck on the head with a serving spoon when he complained about it being slightly over-cooked.
The first holiday together had been satisfactory. They both passed their exams with flying colors as a result of the studying, and were reassured that their scholarships were still in use.
Soon, it was time for Christmas. Puck only knew because Sabrina had come back from grocery shopping one day with her arms full of gifts for her family and decorations for their dormitory.
"What's that?" He had asked, peeping into a bag, hoping it was more toaster pastries. He wrinkled his nose in disgust when he found that it was clothes and some toys.
Sabrina, struggling to get through the door while carrying more weight in pakages than Puck thought was possible, smiled happily. Puck instantly decided she was sick. There was no other explanation for the legos and fluffy slippers. Sabrina never bought anything like that.
"It's almost Christmas!" Sabrina grinned, huffing as she sat down her bags. "Can you help me get the last few bags? They're in the elevator."
Puck's heart sank. "Are you sure it's almost Christmas?" He asked, hoping the answer would be no.
Sabrina stopped rummaging in the shopping bag in front of her. "Puck, it's the fifteenth. I know it's almost Christmas." She looked up at him, squinting. "How could you forget? The professors all announced winter break last Friday. It started today."
"Winter break and Christmas are not the same thing." Puck huffed, turning to get her remaining shopping bags. Drat. Now he had to go home. He had an excuse at Thanksgiving, at least that vacation was only a week long. But Christmas break was three weeks!
Darn it. Now he had to go home and see his family and Moth. Ick. And none of them even gave him anything! Well, Mustardseed had always given him atleast one pranking supply, and Moth insisted that, as betrothed, they give each other meaningful gifts. He had never given her anything, but she had given him books on etiquitte. The only meaning Puck could find in that was that he was a barbarian in her eyes. Which was perfectly fine. He hated that prissy princess anyway.
Sabrina was still chattering in the background. Apparently Christmas was a celebration, not a torture, to her. "And I found these really cute snowmen on clearance!" She smiled widely, holding up a stuffed snow family. Her face fell as she looked at Puck. "Hey, what's the matter? Usually you'd be telling me how wrong I am, and that my snowmen are hideous."
Puck looked over at her. "Nothing. I just have to go home for the holidays."
Sabrina put down her snow family, and frowned slightly as she dug around in another bag and pulled out eggs and butter. "Have to?" She asked.
Puck dug throught the mess of shopping supplies on the floor, looking for the milk that he knew Sabrina would want the minute the butter and eggs were safely away. "Have to." He confirmed.
"Don't you, you know, want to see your family?" Sabrina asked, hands held out for the milk.
Puck scoffed, handing the gallon jug to her. "Sure. I want to go home and hear about how wonderful my brother is. And how proud Dad would be, if he hadn't hated my guts. And eat the stupid food Mom orders. And to see... Her." Puck's mouth curdled into a frown as the thought of his stupid financee. Seriously, Oberon just had to do an arranged marriage before he passed away. More evidence that the old man had hated him.
Sabrina looked up at her irrate roommate. "Uh... Are they really that bad?"
Puck nodded enthusiastically. Well... "Not my brother. Just everyonelse." He conceeded.
Sabrina shrugged. "Then find ways to occupy your time. Avoid your mom and whoever 'her' is." She said, looking for the carrots.
"Yeah. It's that easy." Puck snorted. Sometimes he had to wonder if Grimm was missing some of her braincells. Some as in allof them.
Sabrina glared at him. "Do you have a better suggestion?" She asked, standing up and shutting the fridge.
Puck nodded. "As much as I hate to say it, I'm going to voluntarily stay at school."
Sabrina hands flew to her hips. "You are not staying at school on Christmas." She was still glaring.
Puck laughed. "Why not? You can't stop me. No one can stop me!"
Sabrina was glowering now. "You know, that sounds suspiciously like something Peter-"
"Don't say it!" Puck interrupted.
"Fine. But how do you think you're spending your weeks?" Sabrina went back to putting away groceries.
"I'm going to stay here, figure out how to make hot dogs, watch Duck Dynasty and prank whoever else stayed here. You?" Puck grinned, happy with his planned winter break.
Sabrina sighed. "Tomorrow we're going to decorate the dormitory- Yes. You are helping. If you're staying here, eating charcoal, you might as well have a nice atmosphere-, and on Tuesday I'm driving home to see my family." Sabrina grinned. ""But I'm wrapping presents this weekend. No peeking."
"You got me something?" Puck asked, eyes alight.
"Maybe. Hand me those crackers, would you?"
~A Be-lated Christmas Chapter!~
Sabrina dropped the last bag into her car and slammed the trunk. She headed back into the house, ignoring Puck, already slumped out on the couch. She hurried into the kitchen and rummaged in the cupboard, finally pulling out a slim, brightly wrapped pakage.
"So," she said, heading back into the main living space, "How did you get out of going home?" She hid her pakage up her sleeve.
Puck looked up from the TV. "Told Mom I needed to study. Apparently, she believes anything if it connects to school."
Sabrina snorted. Puck shifted, hands plunged into his hoodie pocket. He needed to give it to her at some point. He sighed. "Hey, Grimm?"
"Mmm?"
"Catch!" Puck tossed the pakage from his hoodie pocket to her. Sabrina barely managed to catch it.
"Oh." Sabrina stared uncomprehendingly at the messily wrapped item in her hand. It dawned on her that she should give him her gift. "Hey, Puck?"
"Yeah?"
"Catch!" Sabrina tossed his present to him. "And don't you dare open it until Christmas." She threatened.
Puck grinned. "Of course not."
Sabrina rolled her eyes. "See you in a few weeks." She said, heading out the door. "Merry Chirstmas!" She called over her shoulder.
"Same to you, Ugly!" Puck called after her. The minute the door shut behind her, he tore open the thing Sabrina had given him. His eyes widened as an MP3 player, the same model he had gotten Sabrina, but green instead of blue, fell onto his lap. Well, he thought, a smile tugging at his lips, maybe Christmas would be ssome fun after all, even if he would be eating nothing but burnt food.
Meanwhile, the car motor started up, Sabrina became a hypocrite. She quickly tore open the gift Puck had given her, and gasped in shock as a bright blue MP3 player, the same as she had given Puck, showed itself. She laughed. Now she knew she had given PPuck something he would like.
~A Be-lated Christmas Chapter!~
Hi, everyone! Yes, I updated! And I felt that my story was moving too fast, so you got a filler chapter. Feel happy you got one at all. My tablet has been acting up, and I was worried this might not come up at all until Saturday. I already miss Winter Break.
So, under almost unanimous vote, no one wants a new fanfiction about letters from me. I, however, am not giving it up. Due to plot bunnies and giggles from my head, I am starting a new story of oneshots! Why? Because I'm worried I might get bored and abandon all fanfiction. If there's something amusing forever running through my head, and being posted, hopefully I'll stay content for a looooooong time..
Moving on, you guys want your answers! And here they are:
TheNotSoGreat: Aaw. Thank you! It makes me feel loved that you made time to read my writing during your busy scheduale! Here's the new chapter! I hope you liked it!
Cynthia Darling: I know you said not to start any new stories, but before you get mad at me, read this, PLEASE! I was afraid that if I continued to write for only this story, I would lose track, and become bored. Since everyone seems to want me to keep going, I don't want to get bored. So, writing dumb, funny stuff will override the want to quit. The updates on it will be sporadic, and wil appear only when plot bunnies run through, or I want to give up on this. Which won't happen, now that I'm planning 'Even More Random Things in the Lives of the Grimms'.
PUCKABRINALOVER: Once again, thank you for nominating my story! I'm glad I somehow managed to make your day by saying you made mine!
Jasmin Audra: Thank you for voting for my story! I'm glad you like it so much! And I can't tell you what I'm doing with my story(I love surprises), but I can tell you, there are going to be more cliches before this story is done.:)
echogirlcapri: Believe it or not, I have an excuse for my typos. I'm doing my chapters on an extremely small print screen, and I was really behind. So I was in a rush, and made various and severe errors. I cut back, and tried to blend my styles together. Does it work better now?
Guest: So, as you can see, I'm starting a new story in a few weeks! Thanks for your suport!:)
Unicorns Are Not So Innocent: Hey! I was wondering where you'd been! I missed your reviews! And, yes, Brantly is evil. Evvviilll. And I'm telling NO ONE what is going to happen next! And you have to wait to find out what he's planning for the Grimms.
Okay, so now that all the technical stuff is out of the way, I have a grave and very serious announcement. Are you ready?
I'm dedicating this chapter to... Cynthia Darling and PUCKABRINALOVER! These two nominated me for elligoat's Best of Sisters Grimm Stories of EVER! I cannot tell anyone how super excited I am to be nominated! And it was amazing to think that there are people out there who think that I have written one of the best Sisters Grimm stories in five years!
Moving on... Or not! Go read elligoats list of nominees! Read some new stories! And vote for your three favorites!
'Til next chapter!
-The Irish Lass(is supremely hyper!)
