As a person who doesn't even read fanfiction romance, this chapter is a pretty big achievement for me.

All right, so, there is going to be one more chapter, an epilogue type thing, after this. I hope you guys enjoyed this story! I certainly did.

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1. What you liked.

2. What you didn't like.

3. Any questions you have.

4. What you want me to do next.

-May

As usual, Puck and Sabrina smashed themselves into their different sides of the closet, trying to get as far away from each other as humanly (and Everafterly) possible. The unusual thing, however, was that Sabrina's side was covered in roses, and Puck's side was covered in gook, small dead animals, and basically smelled like dying souls.

"Looks like we've got the wedding fragrance thing covered after all," Sabrina said, looking around.

Puck sighed. "Just one more step completed leading to the worst day of my life."

"We're not getting married, remember?"

"I know, even though you're desperate to."

"In your dreams!"

"I think you mean your dreams."

"You better shut up, buttface."

"My face is… hey, your hair is back!"

"Really?" Sabrina felt her head. "Thank goodness!" She pushed open the door and walked out into… air. The closet was right over the ocean.

Just as she was about to fall a hand grabbed the back of her dress and lifted her up into the air.

"Do you see any land?" Puck shouted down to her.

"Don't think so," she called back.

"Wait… is that… I think I see a boat!" He flew in its direction and they plopped down in it; it was empty. It was a small rowboat, painted a soft, light blue. Attached to it were two wooden oars but, unfortunately, no motor.

"Well, I guess we better start rowing," Puck said. Sabrina nodded. Both of them didn't move.

"Okay, so row!" Sabrina said, irritated.

"I'm royalty! I can't allow myself to labor that way." He lifted up his nose.

Sabrina rolled her eyes. "Fine! I'll do it if you're so nervous about hurting your little royal arms." She paddled for a good quarter of an hour. Although the water was still and they moved quickly, they made no headway. No land was spotted, nor any birds or fish.

Sabrina wiped her brow. "This is hopeless!"

"Let me do it!" Puck grabbed the oars out of her hands and rowed for another ten minutes. No luck. Puck balled his hands into fists, frustrated. "If this is a dream, then it has to happen right now. This is so pointless! Stupid Grimm, pulling me into Ormitium. Stupid Grimm family, choosing me over everyone else."

Sabrina took in everything around her: Puck, the water, the now setting sun, the boat. And then she figured it out.

"Puck."

"What?"

"We need to kiss."

"What? Why?" He smirked. "Is this a dream?"

"No, a nightmare. Let's just get it over with."

"Seriously?"

"Just do it, okay!"

"Fine."

He let go of the oars, and they pressed their lips together for approximately one and a half seconds. Then they separated.

"If you ever, and I mean EVER, tell anyone what just happened, I will murder both you and your stuffed unicorn in your sleep."

"With my reputation to keep? Never."

Sabrina smiled. And light suddenly surrounded them, ten times stronger than the Ormi, and they were gone.

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