Okay!! What to do? What to do? HEY! Make up, I've got it.......... please excuse the stalkerish stuff in this story.
Puck's POV:
Hi, you must be wondering how I knew about Sabrina's late night beauty sessions, right?
Well it's a simple and kind of sad story. Here's what happened...........
I was watching her sleep that one night [I swear it was only like the......... 100th time] and all of a sudden I saw her open her eyes wide. She let a deep breath out and stayed on the bed for a while.
After a while, she stood up and made her way over to the dresser. She opened one of the drawers and pulled out a little black bag.
At that point I was really curious about where she was going, I was panicking I thought that maybe she was thinking about running away. I followed her and let out a deep breath when I saw that she was only heading into the restroom.
I quickly turned into a fly and flew in after her, I perched on the towel and watched my beautiful angel. She pulled out a bunch of items out of her bag: lip gloss, mascara, foundation. What the heck was this all about.
I saw her apply the make up and, after she was finished she let out groan of fustration. I didn't blame her, she looked like the Queen of Hearts!
She wiped it all off and started to head to the door, then she turned around and went to the toilet. I gulped, she didn't know that Seamus was in there!
She acted exactly how I expected her to act, she screamed. She ran out crying for the old lady and I followed in hot persuit. After the whole family woke up, I decided to make my big entrance.
I explained to everyone the situation and then Seamus quit on me, he just quit! How am I suppose to protect the family now?!
"There are freaks all over the house?" Sabrina asks.
That hurt, that really hurt. "Again, freak is a really ugly term. It highlights how ignorant you are. This is the twenty-first century you know." I reply.
She clenches her fist and shakes it in my face. "I'm gonna highlight your mouth, pal!"
"Give it your best shot," I say. Then I noticed that she had something on her lip. "Wait a minute. Wha't that on your lip?" As soon as I said that I regreted it; it was lipstick.
"Nothing," she mumbles.
Well you know the rest. I'll tell you abou the rest later.
Wait up the next one is comming up. Sorry for the confusion people!