"Puck, we're going to be late!" Sabrina called up the stairs.
"I know. I'm always late. And hold your horses. I need to finish shaving." Puck called back.
Sabrina sighed. She and Puck had been married for three months, and she was finally getting to go see Farie. They had just been so busy, and it was hard to get away from her job.
"Well, hurry up! Your mother already thinks I'm a bad influence, now she probaby thinks we spent all morning kissing."
"That wouldn't be so bad." Puck grinned.
Sabrina groaned.
"Okay, okay. I'm almost done." Puck was close to laughing.
"You had better be." Sabrina grumbled, grabbing her purse.
"And, Ta-Da! I'm here!" Puck flew down the steps.
Sabrina blinked. "What are you wearing?" She asked, not sure she wanted to know that what she thought she saw, she really did see.
Puck looked down at himself. "A hoodie and jeans. Why?"
"Because, every day you wear a suit. But when I finally have time to go with you, you wear casual clothes" Sabrina stated.
"Yeah, so?"
"I want to change into your normal work clothes."
"But why? You're dressed up enough for both of us."
Sabrina resisted glaring at her idiotic husband. "A sun dress hardly counts as "dressed up enough for both of us"."
"But you're wearing high heels! And lipstick!" Puck pointed out the two most unsual things to see Sabrina in.
Sabrina stuck her tongue out at him. "Which is precisely why you ought to be wearing a suit. Now go get changed." She pushed him towards their bedroom.
"Fine. But in return, I get to do this." Puck gave her a quick kiss.
Sabrina blushed. "Go get changed." She repeated.
"I told you I was going to!"
~The Sisters Grimm~
Puck parked their car in the park's parking lot. "You know, we should really traid this in." He tried to persuade his wife, yet again.
Sabrina shook her head, opening her door. "No. This one gives perfectly good gas mileage, and it's not beaten up. We're keeping it until I say otherwise."
Puck laughed. "And why shouldn't I get to say when we get a new car?"
"Because, if you got to say, we'd get a new car every month."
Puck frowned. "Every two months." He said.
"Fine. Either way, we can't afford it right now." Sabrina led the way to the Hans Christian Anderson statue in the middle of the park.
Puck ran after her until they were walking side by side. He took a hold of her left hand, fingering the wedding band on the third finger.
Sabrina looked up at him. "Are you ever going to get tired of doing that?" She asked.
"Doing what?" He asked.
"I think you know." Sabrina looked pointedly down at her hand, clasped inside of his.
"Oh, that. Maybe some day, when forever ends."
Sabrina smiled. "And we do have forever."
Puck grinned back.
"We're here." Sabrina took her hand from Puck, and placed it in the statue's large, bronze hand.
"Knock-knock." She said, and disappeared.
Puck followed her example, and was soon beside Sabrina in the Golden Egg bar.
"Hey, Momma." Sabrina smiled at the barmaid.
The woman turned around. "Oh, my." She gasped. "Sabrina Grimm!" Her face split into a smile.
Sabrina laughed. "Actually, it's Sabrina Goodfellow now."
Momma looked between the former Grimm and the king of Farie. "You mean, you two actually got married?"
Puck nodded.
"Congratulations!" Momma smiled, wider than before.
"Thanks." Sabrina was smiling too. "Although, this guy can be a a bit of a pain. Maybe you should congratulate him on growing up enough that I would be able to stand his presense."
Momma laughed.
"Anyway, if abuse-Puck time is over, we have bussiness to conduct." Puck smiked.
"Of course." Momma nodded as the couple began to leave. "And congratulations again!"
Puck nodded to her and opened the door that lead to the Farie palace for Sabrina.
"Why were you so stiff to her?" Sabrina asked as they began to walk down the hall.
"I do have an image to maintain." Puck's eyes twikled. "Besides, if they think their king is stiff and formal, then they won't blame me for the pranks I pull later."
Sabrina laughed. "That would be your reasoning."
"Of course. Who else would have this wonderous reasoning?"
"No one. That's my point. It's completely ridiculous and the logic of a twelve year old prankster."
"Which is what I am. A twelve year old prankster in a grown-up's body. And it's completely your fault, just so you know." Puck grimaced.
"Hey!"
~The Sisters Grimm~
"And this is the dining hall." Puck opened up yet another door.
Sabrina glanced in. "You always have the table set out and candy on it?" She asked.
"Yep. One of my first royal decrees." Puck answered.
"You're kidding, right?" Sabrina examined his face.
"Nope." Puck's face was completely serious.
Sabrina groaned. "This is what you do with that kind of power? You're pretty much in charge of all of New York's everafter population, and one of your biggest concerns was whether or not you have a snack?"
"I never said it was my only order. But, yeah, my snack was pretty important to me ." Puck shrugged.
Sabrina groaned. "You're hopeless."
"I know, right?"
~The Sisters Grimm~
"Excuse me, your excellancy, but your presense is required in courtroom 13." A butler bowed to Puck.
Puck blinked at the man. "What? But I ensured that I had today off from work."
The butler nodded. "I don't give orders or make requests, Sire. I just deliver the messages."
Puck frowned, and turned to his wife. "I'm sorry, Sabrina. Do you want to come with me?"
Sabrina nodded. "I want to see how your legal system works."
Puck grinned. "I can't wait to get home. You're going to give me a list of ways I could improve my judical system, aren't you?"
"Maybe."
"Lead the way." Puck told the butler, once again taking Sabrina's left hand.
"Nuh-uh." Sabrina pulled her hand loose. "You are the king and judge. You do not feel emotions from the moment you step into that court room."
Puck pouted. "I can't?"
"No." Sabrina smirked.
"Why not?"
"I just told you. You are the judge. Act like it."
"Fine." Puck sighed. He stood up straight, and stepped in front of the butler. "Happy?" He asked his wife.
"Extremly. Now hush." Sabrina answered as they stepped into the full courtroom.
Puck and Sabrina walked in opposite directions. He went to sit in the judge's chair, and she went to the audience.
Sabrina looked around. Thank goodness. There was one empty seat. It was next to a hansome fairy man, but it was at the end of the row. Sabrina hurried to it, just as the trial started. The fairy man's eyes lit up as Sabrina sat next to him.
"Hey, I don't think I've seen you before, Beautiful." He whispered in her ear.
Sabrina shot him a glare.
"Seriously. Who are you? Cinderella? Sleeping Beauty?" He continued to tallk to her, while Sabrina tried to ignore him.
"Did you fall from heaven? Because you look like an angel."
Sabrina shot him another glare.
"Would you shut up?" She hissed. "I want to hear this."
"Oh, fiesty. That's hot."
Sabrina snorted.
The man leaned over until his lps were brushing her ear. "You are gorgeous. Are you sure you didn't fall from heaven, angel-face?"
"You used that one already." Sabrina jerked herheadd away from him. "And stop it. I'm not interested."
"I could make you intersted." He murmured.
"I highly doubt it."
Up on the judge's chair, Puck was watching the criminals. He glanced over at his wife. She looked fine. He looked away and treid to pay attention to the lawyer talking.
Suddenly, what he had seen registered. Why was the man beside her so close? And why were his lips against his wife's ear? And why did Sabrina look so annoyed? Puck's blood began to boil. How dare that man touch his Grimm?
But what could he do? Sabrina would murder him if he took a break from the trial to yell at someone, even if he was annoying her. Beides, she always claimed she could handle he own problems. Not that Puck believed her for a second.
The only thing he could do was wait for the trial to end. He didn't like it, but he had to wait. He frowned, and sat back in his seat, tapping his foot as some puffed up politican droned on about how the peasant had dirtied his cloak, in "An attack of terrorism".
~The Sisters Grimm~
"Case dismissed." Puck tapped the gavel down. Before anyone else could move a muscle, he jumped off the judge's chair and ran to Sabrina, not bothering to pull out his wings and fly over.
Sabrina gasped in surprise as Puck ran up to her and enveloped her in a hug, kissing her like there was no tomorrow. He was clearly announcing what was his was going to stay his.
Sabrina didn't mind at all, especially when Puck turned on the flirt.
"You ever so much as look at my wife again, and I willl make sure you are in prison. And not coming out until I forgive you. And that would be a very, very long time. You understand?"
Puck didn't wait for the man to respond. He turned back to his wife. "Let's go finish the royal tour."
"Why don't we, Captain Jealously." She smiled up at him.
~The Sisters Grimm~
A quick shout out to the guest reviewer, I have no luck! Here's the chapter you requested. I hope you liked it. I've never witten something like this, and gotten so into Puck's possessive emotions. It was pretty fun.
Answers to guest reviewers:
Carly Call/Cynthia Darling: I just really like the name Carly, but I've never met anyone named Carly. And your first and last itintial( I doubt I spelled that right ) Are both C. So, you could be called C.C. I hope that doesn't offend you.
My library is having a Halloween story contest! Entries are due on Tuesday! Please wish me luck, it would mean so much to me.
And, although you probably don't care and are probably saying "We get it, okay?", All guest reviewers requesting a one-shot, please identify yourselves in the review. Thanks!
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'Til next chapter!
-The Irish Lass
