Random Pixie POV

Sabrina DID deserve this. She had asked for it. We really ought to ask Puck first, after all, he is our leader, but, we knew what he would say. After all, we've been with him since he was old enough to play a pipe. And, even though he might have changed slightly, he's still the same old Puck we'd played pranks with for ages. So we're going to get her back. We will do the easiest thing, just swarm her and start biting. For she hurt him. And we will hurt her back for that. It's payback time.

She was in the kitchen, eating a sandwich, when we found her. We followed the plan exactly, came up out of nowhere, surrounded her, and began carrying her outside.

"PUCK!" She screamed as we lifted her up.

Silly girl, didn't she realize that we were doing this for him? He wouldn't come. So we carried her to the woods, set her down, and began biting before she had a chance to run.

But Puck showed up, took one look at Sabrina, and said "STOP!"

Sabrina looked up, tears streaming down her face. "Why?"

"It wasn't MY idea." He gave us an angry look. Why? We were only trying to help.

"What are you DOING?" He asked us.

"Helping." The leader of our group said, and then, like we usually do, all of us began to explain at the same time.

After we were done, Puck said quietly, "Don't EVER do that again. ASK me before you do anything. If I want you to do something like this, I'll tell you." He walked over to Sabrina.

Was it possible? Could he really change that much in just the three years since he had met her? Did he really care about her so much that he didn't want her to hurt? Did the trickster king for once not want his payback?

Puck was comforting Sabrina, who was attempting not to cry in his arms. "I'm such a BABY." She muttered.

"Grimm, you've just been attacked by over a thousand pixies. you have about a million cuts, and pixies have venom, did you know?" Oops. we'd forgotten about that.

"What does that have to do with anything?" She sniffled.

"It makes their bites MUCH more painful."

"But I'm CRYING."

"Most people would've passed out from pain, with as many bites as you've got."

"Really?" She asked. Not really everyone, but many noneverafters. Why was he comforting her like this? She hurt him inside, and all she has are a few cuts! We should have done much worse to her! But... If he truly lvoes her, as he seems to, he wouldn't want her to be upset. Perhaps we misjudged the depth of his feelings for her. So we left him to comfort her, with a lesson learned. Payback should be resticted for when permission is given by the wounded one.