an~ ive gotten several puckabrona requests ive been working on this for forever, so i figured i should put it up now. but after that, i got a whole list of povs, and they're my priority. other ppls are doing that better than i can. btw, if u voted on my poll and clicked other, please either review and tell me what you want there, or send me a pm.
rainbow of smiles: thank u 4 all ur great ideas! some i did already, so they wont b used.
dog9girl: hehe, too bad mouse isnt one of the words.
Sabrina looked down at the ground, hoping to see SOMETHING she recognized. Ferryport Landing wasn't that big a town, so how come she had no idea where she was?
"Puck?" she yelled over the wind.
He looked down at her. "Yeah? What?"
"Do you know where we are? 'Cause I'm lost."
"Are you kidding?" he stared at her incredulously. "You said you knew where we were going!"
"I said I knew where the building was! I never said that I knew how to get there!"
"Well how are we supposed to find it then?"
"I dunno! How about we stop and ask for directions?" Sabrina rolled her eyes.
"No way! Besides who would we ask anyway? We're in the middle of the woods!"
"Oh look! A house!" Sabrina cried with fake enthusiasm.
"What the heck?!?" Puck cried.
"Yeah…" Sabrina took a second look at the house. "That was pretty convenient."
"Freakily so." Puck added.
"Well, let's ask them for direction!" Sabrina cried.
"How about no!"
"What is it with guys and directions?"
"Whaddaya mean?"
"Well, as far as I know, most guys have something against asking for directions. Why is that?"
"We do not!"
"Then go down there and ask." Sabrina said smugly
"Ok, so maybe I do."
"Ha! You admitted it! Why though?"
"It's demeaning. It shows that you don't know something and need help."
"In case you hadn't noticed, neither of us knows where we're supposed to go and we really need help."
"Fine! We'll go ask for some frickin' directions!" puck yelled, swooping down to the house.
On the ground again, the two walked up to the door. Sabrina looked at Puck, who gestured to the door. She shrugged and knocked.
"Yes?" Someone asked, without opening the door.
"Ummm… Hi?" Sabrina said.
"Did you want something?" the door answerer asked.
"Yeah… we're kinda lost and we were hoping you could tell us how to get back on the right track." Sabrina said.
"And it might be kind of nice if you opened the door, too." Puck said.
"Oh, sorry!" the door opened, revealing a short young woman with blond hair. "I don't normally open the door unless I know who's there."
"Who are you?" Sabrina asked nervously.
"The little match girl."
"I thought you died…" Sabrina blinked.
"Most people did. I just transported to my grandma's house." The girl gestured for them to come inside. "Did you want something?"
"Directions." Sabrina said.
Puck walked inside, grabbed Sabrina's wrist, and pulled her after him. What followed was an extremely awkward time for Sabrina in which the little match girl fed them, gave them directions, asked questions, and was very nice. Too nice, in her opinion. It worried her, made her wonder if she was a member of the Scarlet Hand who wanted information. Puck wasn't helping matters, either. He was getting waaaay too friendly with this woman, and Sabrina saw the looks he was giving her. She was 20, for goodness sakes!
They were FINALLY able to leave, and Sabrina dragged puck out of the house without even a goodbye.
"You were rude." Puck commented.
"You would know." Sabrina said. "After all, you have so much experience in that department."
"More than usual, I mean. Why are you in such a bad mood?" Puck asked.
"Well, my sister's been kidnapped, in case you've forgotten, and you spent about 20 minutes in there, talking with miss What's-her-face, when we should have been rescuing her!" Sabrina snapped.
"Jeesh, relax. You were the one who wanted to go down there in the first place."
"I wanted to get directions, nothing else. YOU were the one who kept us there."
"Sorry."
"Suuure you are."
"No, I really am."
"I don't think I believe you."
"I'm really, sincerely sorry for upsetting you, delaying your rescue and further endangering your sister, Sabrina Grimm. Do you forgive me?" Puck asked.
Sabrina blinked. "Well, when you put it that way… sure."
Puck grinned. "Now you know why boys don't like asking for directions.
