AN PLEASE READ ALL OF IT!: Trying something different today….. Exactly (At the moment I'm writing this) 17 minutes after my Birthday ended. I have decided to try something from Henry's point of view…. It's not going to be egotistical rant-esque thing, but very low and almost sweet. I just kinda wanted a softer side of Henry shown… The side that truly enjoys seeing his eldest child happy.

Candle

Disclaimer: You all know the whole shebang with the IDO the Sisters Grimm….. Well I don't possess Paramore either. Or any of their albums. Well, I posses them, but I don't physically own the rights to them… Yeah….. Once again. Lyrics-that-I-don't-own will be at the bottom of the page. Please read through all lyrics meantioned in the story. I find this song so heartfelt, and the lyrics really deep. That, and there is actually dialogue in the middle.

Hey, for those of you that have read SISTERS GRIMM #8, on page 170, did anyone else's thoughts go really gutter like during Puck's second line, the one that starts with "All Right-Repeated blank as not to ensue spoilers-?" Cause I did, and I laughed so hard I cried, rolling on the floor almost peeing myself at my own joke. I even wrote it down to show my parents later. They'll be so proud-

Yes, my family's dysfunctional. I get praise for EXCEPTIONALLY GOOD BURNS. Like:

"Hey, it's your fault your mother and I are fat."

"Dad, it's not my fault you let yourself go to make her feel better..."

Eight high fives and my parents speechless for twenty minutes contemplating how well that was placed.

Henry's Point Of View.

It was Saturday once again. I was reading my new novel and drinking hot cocoa when it went black.

"HENRY!" Sabrina's frantic voice caught my ears. "TELL ME WHAT'S GOING ON SO I KNOW THIS ISN'T THE START OF A HORROR MOVIE!"

I rolled my eyes when she called me Henry. I wasn't all that evil….

Felling my way around, I found the counter with the flashlight's in it. Before I could get one, Sabrina came out with a small ball of light in her hand.

"Impressive." I muttered quietly. Focusing light particles already… Sabrina really was growing up into a powerful little Ever. I took my own flashlight out and went over to the generator. Checking the completely intact fuses, I came to the conclusion that we were suffering a power outage. I shook my head.

"Power outage, Honey." I walked over to the closet and got the emergency candles out, and began setting them into the areas I wanted. "Brina, the candles are in the closet next the pantry. If you want to set up your room-" I realized quickly how I sounded. When she got into the Glee Club, I had promised to loosen up a bit with the magic. She needed to know the extent of her powers. "I mean, it's just… I don't know how long the outage would last, and I'd rather not test your limits with this type of… resourcing in this circumstance. If it were anything else, Sabrina, I'd gladly let you-"

"I get it Dad."

"You can light all the candles though." I compromised.

A small chuckle. "Sure thing, Dad."

Sabrina went around the house lighting up the candles I had set out.

Puck was lucky to have her. I watched her tie her loosely curly hair back. Her legs were longer than mine, her eyes the palest blue. I went up to get some water from the fridge.

"Hey Dad, want me to ice the fridge so the food doesn't go bad?" Sabrina asked.

"Yeah, that's be great." As she walked over to the fridge, her arm brushed mine. I was shocked by the immediate heat surge from her skin.

"Oh! Dad, I'm sorry-"

"Is your skin always so hot?"

She looked nervous to answer the question. "Yeah, but it's ten times worse when I'm angry." She spoke softly.

I nodded, returning to my novel, newly lit candles shining the halls. Sabrina finished up 'Icing' the fridge and went into her room quietly. A knock on the door shook me from my thoughts.

I opened the door to see my next door neighbour in front of it. A small woman, she held a cigarette in her mouth, had her mousy brown hair in curlers, and wore bedraggled night clothes. She handed me a package.

"They came earlier today, but you weren't home. So I signed off on it. Took a nap… Woke up a little while ago, thought I should give it to you."

"Oh, thank you, Maureen." I said as politely as I could.

I closed the door and walked over to the table, unwrapping the package. As it turned out, it was my new video camera. I quickly assembled it and found working batteries, wondering what to do with it. Then I heard it.

Sabrina's soft footsteps padding around the halls, then back to her room.

I set up the camera and walked over to her half open door. She stood with her back facing me, fixing up a tripod, placing a red video camera on it.

"Hey Baby." She spoke softly. "So… We're suffering a power outage right now, and my friend Nick seems to think that I need to see myself perform to get better. So I figured, I'd serenade you through this video. It's stupid, but completely realistic to my show choir career."

I turned the camera on. Pressing play, I watched as my little girl started playing the guitar.

"When I was younger
I saw my daddy cry
And curse at the wind
He broke his own heart
And I watched
As he tried to reassemble it."

"And my momma swore that
She would never let herself forget
And that was the day that I promised
I'd never sing of love
If it does not exist"

She sang and sang. Putting so much heart into it. She was so good, it was painful.

"And I've always lived like this
Keeping a comfortable, distance
And up until now"

"I had sworn to myself that I'm
Content with loneliness"

"Because none of it was ever worth the risk"

She hit the note so hard, flooding memories from the past. Memories when her mother and I were married, when we weren't fighting about custody.

When we were a family.

"Well, You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception"

Slowly, she sang the song to it's quiet end. Afterwards she smiled at the camera weakly. "I love you. You are completely worth every risk I take. And that won't ever change."

I closed the camera and walked down the hall, hopeful that I could nonchalantly go back to my book, praying she hadn't noticed my presence.

She walked out of her room a minute later, smiling brightly.

"Happy, Sweetie?" I asked. She turned slowly, cocked her head, and had the oddest smile of surprise spread across her face.

"Yeah… Yeah, I guess I am."

A white flash, and the power lit up abruptly. I shielded my eyes with my arm. Sabrina stood, unfazed.

"Dad, do you want me to blow the candles out?"

I thought for a minute. "No. No, I like candles. I'll deal with it later."

AN: Soooooo…. Apparently people don't listen to what I wrote for the new best of the best…. I NEED THE CHAPTER TITLE AND BOOK NOMINATED. NOT JUST THE AUTHOR. SUBMISSIONS NOW PROLONGED TO THE 15th.


When I was younger
I saw my daddy cry
And curse at the wind
He broke his own heart
And I watched
As he tried to reassemble it

And my momma swore that
She would never let herself forget
And that was the day that I promised
I'd never sing of love
If it does not exist

But darling,
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception

Maybe I know, somewhere
Deep in my soul
That love never lasts
And we've got to find other ways
To make it alone
Keep a straight face

And I've always lived like this
Keeping a comfortable, distance
And up until now
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I had sworn to myself that I'm
Content with loneliness

Because none of it was ever worth the risk

Well, You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception

I've got a tight grip on reality
But I can't
Let go of what's in front of me here
I know you're leaving
In the morning, when you wake up
Leave me with some kind of proof it's not a dream

Ohh-

You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception

And I'm on my way to believing
Oh, And I'm on my way to believing