Peter POV

Sorry for the long wait! I apologize. I had this written for the longest time. I just got engaged and wedding planning has been busy, but! I did manage to use this story idea as a dnd one shot, which was fun!

Hopefully you guys enjoy this! Thanks for being patient!

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I walked into the house after Sabrina and Puck, who still weren't talking. The day had passed in a blur for all of us after Annie ran from the classroom. A few minutes after she left, I went to find her but she was nowhere to be found. Assuming she had gone home, I attended class normally after helping Sabrina calm down. It was hard to pay attention in class when everything seemed so confusing. I wasn't even sure I understood everything that had gone down, but asking Sabrina would probably make her feel worse, so I decided to wait for her to be back to her normal self before doing anything.

I walked into my room, dropping my backpack on the floor and flinging myself on the bed. I had a few hours to kill before we all headed over to my parent's house for dinner. I had been really excited earlier this morning. I had planned on inviting Annie and telling her how I felt about her afterward, but that had all gone up in smoke during the first period. I let out a big sigh and closed my eyes.

Jingle, Jingle. I opened my eyes to see Tink an inch away from my face.

"Hey Tink, where have you been?" I asked her, as she sat on my nose making it warm. She just jingled away and I nodded, wishing I could understand everything she said. Mostly, I would need to read her facial expressions, which was easy because Tink was a very expressive person. From the way she moved her hands, it seemed like she had been on adventures. At one point, she leaped from my nose and swung her fists. My eyes widened and I sat up. She smiled and puffed out her chest. I laughed. It was nice to see her happy. It had been a while since she looked that way. Thinking about what happened before I arrived in FerryPort Landing, it gave me shivers.

She flew closer to my face, with her hand on her hip and her head tilted to the side. She carried a concerned expression on her face.

"What?" I asked defensively. She looked at me sternly and flung her hands out towards me and at my arm which was in a sling. "I am fine. Today was hard, but I'm sure it will all work out." Tink frowned and flew around the room, making silly faces to cheer me up. Just then, there was a knock on the door. Tink flew over and sat on my shoulder.

"Peter?" A voice asked, just as the door creaked open.

"Come in!" I called out, as Daphne's head poked out from behind the door. "Hey Daph, what's up?" I asked. She looked at the floor and then back up at me.

"I wanted to apologize again, about yesterday. I feel really bad." I smiled.

"It's fine. You don't need to worry about it. No one got hurt." We both paused and laughed as we looked at my arm. "Well, no one else," I corrected myself. "That also wasn't your fault. From what I recall, Puck did this to me. So don't blame yourself." Daphne nodded.

"I guess you're right, but I still feel bad," she said, looking at the ground again.

"Did you need something else?" I asked, not wanting to come off rude, but she was still hovering by the door. She looked up and gave me a guilty smile.

"Yeah, I am concerned about everything happening. I feel like I missed something. Sabrina is crying in her room and Puck won't talk to me. I want to help but I don't know what happened. Can you help me?" She asked with a hopeful expression. I took a deep breath and sighed.

"Yeah, I can tell you what's going on." I patted the bed, so she could take a seat. She skipped over with a smile and sat down. "However, I am not sure I completely understand everything, so if you could explain, I would be grateful." She gave me a nod.

"I speak fluent Sabrina. At least, I like to think I do. So I will do my best." She smiled. With that, I began. I told her about my confusion with understanding girls and my feelings. I told her about how I kissed Sabrina. Which her eyes went wide at. I told her about how she explained to me what attraction was and how I felt those things for Annie. Then I continued to tell her of today's events. The fight, Annie's reaction, and then lastly Annie leaving in tears. After I was done, I took a deep breath and flopped back on the bed.

"I don't understand what happened. I thought I figured it out by realizing my feelings for Annie, but somehow that made it all worse," I explained. Daphne took a deep breath. She looked sad, tears forming in her eyes. I sat up quickly. "Are you okay?" I asked. She nodded and quickly wiped a falling tear away.

"Yeah, I'm fine. It makes sense. I think I understand the issue," she said briskly. My eyes widened.

"Really?!" I exclaimed. She smiled.

"Yeah. So from what I understand, Puck saw you kiss Sabrina last night." I nodded to confirm. "But you see, he didn't hear your conversation. He probably left the minute he saw the kiss." She paused. "Red told me that Puck was in a bad mood when he entered her room last night through the window."

"He flew through her window?" I asked, confused. She nodded.

"Yeah, he apparently couldn't get in because he lost his key." Oh… that makes sense. "Anyway, my guess would be that he tried to get in through the back door and saw the kiss. So he came in and let it fester all night instead of confronting you two. That is usually what he does."

"Oh," I muttered with realization. It all started to click in my head. "So, why didn't he ask us the next morning?"

"Probably because he was angry. I mean, we can all tell that you two aren't the best of friends. So, seeing you kiss his girlfriend," she paused and shrugged, "well, let's just say it didn't send the right message."

"That's still stupid. I mean, he didn't even let me or Sabrina explain," I huffed. Daphne frowned and then lit up.

"Look at it this way! Imagine a boy hitting on Annie. How would you feel?" I thought about it. It was an interesting, yet familiar concept. I recalled myself feeling quite annoyed when that Dylan boy kept talking to Annie. I didn't like it at all.

"I would be annoyed. I wouldn't like it." Daphne smiled sadly at my answer.

"Okay, now imagine you two are together like Sabrina and Puck." I blushed at the thought of Annie and I being like Puck and Sabrina. "How would you feel if some other guy kissed her?" I immediately pushed that thought out of the way and frowned. Seeing my reaction, Daphne patted me on the back. "Would you want to talk to the guy?" I shook my head.

"No," I said sadly. "I understand him not talking to me, but why not listen to Sabrina?" Daphne was quiet for a moment.

"You see, Puck is a very… how do I put this," she looked up at the ceiling, "he is a very dramatic person. He doesn't really listen to others when he is upset. I would bet you that the reason he hasn't talked to Sabrina about it is that he is still angry with her."

"I guess that makes sense. He has a terrible temper," I remarked. She nodded and pushed herself off of the bed.

"Yeah, no one said love was easy," she said gloomily. She walked over to the door. "Well, I hope I could help you understand."

"You did! It really helped." I thanked her. "What about you though? Who was that boy from yesterday?" Daphne froze in place, her hand on the doorknob. She giggled nervously and turned to face me.

"Oh, he is just a boy from school."

"Do you like him? Does he like you?" I was suddenly curious. She tucked a piece of hair around her ear.

"Umm, I think he might like me, but… I…" she stuttered. "I have feelings for someone else." My eyes widened.

"Really?" She nodded. "Does he know you like him?" She smiled anxiously.

"I don't think so. I haven't told him and I don't plan on telling him either." She looked at the floor.

"Oh," Her statement had caught me off guard. "Why not? Wouldn't you be happy if he knew?" She smiled sadly and played with her hoodie strings.

"Yeah, I would be, but I can't tell him how I feel." I tilted my head in confusion. She seemed to notice. "You see, we are friends, him and I. I don't think he thinks of me more than that. That, and well, he also recently told me he has feelings for another girl."

"Oh, Daphne, I am so sorry! Are you okay?" I asked getting up from the bed. She nodded, tears beginning to form in her eyes. Turning away from me, she opened the door.

"I will be fine. One day, my feelings for him will fade. Besides, seeing him happy makes me happy. So I wish him all the best." I could see her hand shaking on the doorknob.

"Daphne… I'm so sorry," I whispered, pulling her into a hug. She froze for a second but then relaxed. I felt her shake in my arms. She seemed so tiny. I wasn't sure what had caused me to hug her, but I felt like it was the right thing to do. Even Tink, who normally didn't show compassion for anyone, sat on her head and caressed her hair with her tiny hands. "I know that one day you will find your Prince Charming. He is out there!" I said as she pulled away. She smiled as a few more tears fell from her eyes.

"Thanks, Peter. You're an amazing guy. I wish you all the best with Annie. I hope it works out." she said, opening the door with a grin. "Though, I would be careful with who you kiss from now on." I blushed and laughed with her. She left the room and walked down the hall. I let out a big sigh. I hope she will be okay.

"Kids! We're leaving in 10 minutes!" Henry shouted from downstairs. Was it that time already? I walked over to my closet and pulled out a nice shirt. One of the ones that Annie had picked out at the mall. I quickly changed and headed out into the hallway. I looked across the hall and saw Sabrina's door cracked open. I should probably check on her. I knocked on the door, pushing it open a little.

"Hey, Sabrina?" I paused when I saw a heap of a person laying on the bed. "Sabrina?" I asked again. She didn't move. I walked in and sat next to her, resting a hand on her shoulder. At the touch, she poked her head out from under the covers. Her eyes were red and puffy. She sat up a little and pulled out something from her ears and set it on her bedside table. They were small and white. I wanted to ask what they were and why she had them in her ears, but there were a lot of things that were more important at that moment.

"Hey," she sniffled. "What's up?" I looked at her and gave her a faint smile.

"I just wanted to check on you. That, and your dad said we are leaving in 10 minutes," I said.

"I don't want to go," she groaned, throwing her head back and looking at the ceiling. After a moment, she winced and looked at me. "No offense. You are probably really excited."

"I get it," I said with a shrug. "I mean, as excited as I am, I also don't want to go either. I mean, today was…" Sabrina chuckled.

"Horrible? Emotional? A negative 70 out of 10 kind of day? All of those describe today perfectly." She sighed. "Anything would have been better than today." I tried to smile, but I had no clue what to say. All I knew was that I needed to apologize to her.

"Today was kind of confusing for me, but Daphne helped me understand. So, I wanted to apologize for everything. It seems I pulled you into a huge mess that I caused. I am really sorry. I didn't mean for any of this to happen," I apologized while looking at the floor of her room. Feeling her hand touch my shoulder, I looked up. She gave me a sad smile.

"You're fine. I'm not the only one in a tough situation. You got dragged into it as well. So, we are kind of in the same boat. I know you didn't do it on purpose."

"So, what are we going to do now?" I asked. "How do we fix this?" Sabrina sighed and pulled out her phone.

"I've been trying to formulate a text to Annie, but I can't figure out what to say, how to explain the situation. I think she needs time to calm down, and I don't know when it would be okay to text her, let alone what to text her." She stared at her phone. Something didn't add up.

"Sabrina?" I asked. She looked up. "I don't think I am understanding something. I know why Puck is upset, but why is Annie? Is it like a best friend thing?" Sabrina's face went red and she looked down at her bedsheets.

"I shouldn't be telling you this," she said, fumbling with her phone. "Annie-" She was interrupted by Puck flinging the door open.

"Hey, Bugbrain! We are leaving-" He stopped mid-sentence when he saw the two of us sitting on Sabrina's bed. "You've got to be kidding me!" He yelled, throwing his hands in the air. "You tell me to trust you and then I find you with him again?" He shook his head angrily and stomped from the room, slamming the door. I could feel my anger rising.

"Puck! Wait! It's not like that!" Sabrina tried to shout after him, but her voice cracked and became quiet. She looked at me and took a shaky breath.

"I don't even know what to do anymore." She whispered. That was it. Seeing her so dejected, was the last straw. Something needed to be done. Angrily, I jumped from the bed and swung the door open. I could hear Sabrina protest, but I leaped into the air and took off flying towards Puck. He had made it about halfway down the stairs. Without thinking, I flew toward him, feet extended, kicking him in the back. The force sent him sprawling forward, toppling down the stairs.

"You need to stop!" I yelled, landing on the bottom step, not far from where Puck was getting up off the floor. His lip was bleeding. His look of surprise quickly changed to one of anger.

"How dare-" He yelled, but I cut him off before he could continue.

"No, you need to listen to what I'm about to say since you won't talk to Sabrina," I hissed at him. "I kissed her! Okay? I kissed her. Not her, me! She didn't do anything wrong. In fact, she pushed me away!" At that statement, Puck's eyes widened. "I misunderstood my feelings and she helped me understand them." Puck just stared at me, all anger had dissipated from his face, leaving an expression of pure shock.

"So, you need to get over yourself and talk to your girlfriend because she thinks you hate her, and I shouldn't be the one comforting her. You should!" I huffed. Puck blinked and looked above me, towards the top of the staircase. Taking a deep breath, I turned around and saw that at some point, we had gathered quite a crowd of people. Sabrina stood at the top of the stairs with Daphne and Red. Sabrina looked worriedly at Puck while playing with her necklace nervously. I looked back at Puck, who had turned red, and looked at the ground. We had also acquired quite a crowd in the living room. All the adults and Basil were in the living room watching us.

Nervously, I stepped down from the steps and walked over to Puck, offering a hand to help him up. He shamefully took it and stood up. He looked around embarrassed, then let his wings pop out. He flew up the stairs and down the hall.

"Puck!" Sabrina called out, turning towards him. The sound of his door shutting closed echoed down the hall. She faced us, tears trickling down her face. "I don't think I can make it tonight, sorry." She waited for her father to nod before going back to her room.

"Ummm, well," Henry announced, "Who is ready to go?" Without trying to draw attention to myself, I walked out the front door.

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Dinner at my family's home went by in a blur. We had arrived and sat down at the table in the dining room. Everyone had come except Sabrina and Puck. That fact seemed to bother her father all night. My mother served meat stew, which made my stomach grumble familiarly. It was nice to be home. My parents had told me that my room was still being worked on, but would be done in a month. I smiled at the thought of living with my parents again. After dinner, we moved to the family room to talk, but I couldn't think about anything but Annie. I needed to apologize.

I excused myself and walked out to the porch for some air. I looked at the dark sky and shining stars. It looked almost as if Tink had sprinkled pixie dust everywhere. Fumbling through my pockets, I fished out my phone. Remembering my lessons, I unlocked the phone and looked at the screen.

"Darn," I whispered. Annie had explained how to find the box that held all of the people's names, but I couldn't remember which box that was. I sighed and looked back up at the sky, Annie's tear filled eyes haunting my mind.

"What's the sigh for?" A voice from behind me asked. I turned to see my mother by the front door. She slipped beside me and put an arm around my shoulder.

"I forgot how to use this." I pointed out, holding up the phone. She chuckled. "This girl from school, she showed me how to use it and now I am trying to give her a call, but can't seem to remember how to find her code or something." My mother gave me a small smile before taking the phone. She swiped her finger across the screen and showed me the screen.

"You see this box?" She asked. I nodded. "This is an app. This one in particular holds people's names and numbers. So remember what this app looks like." I stared at it intently. It was a grey box with a person inside it. Underneath it read "contacts".

"Interesting." I watched as my mother tapped the box and the screen changed to what looked like a list.

"What's her name?" She asked me.

"Annie."

"Annie? Like Annie Burkhardt?" She looked at me, her eyes sparkling with mischief. I felt my face redden.

"Maybe…" I muttered. My mother giggled before having me back the phone. I saw her name as one of the first things on the list. I tapped on it and it pulled up her information.

"Do you like her?" My mother asked, looking up at the stars.

"Yeah. She is really nice," I said with a nod. "We had a situation this morning at school. I wanted to check up on her and see if she was okay." My mother smiled.

"Well, I will let you talk to her alone," she said standing up and walking towards the door. "Remember to press the call button. It's the slightly curved symbol that says "call" underneath." I looked back at the screen and spotted it. "I love you." I looked back to smile at her, but she had already gone inside. Taking a deep breath, I pushed the "call" button. The screen changed and I held the phone up to my ear, which I had seen others do. I heard an odd tone and then there was a click.

"Look, I'm not in the mood. So cut it out!" Annie shouted into my ear. Shocked, I paused.

"Oh, I am sorry." I muttered. I didn't know what to do. I held the phone away from my face and looked at the screen. There was a red button, which I assumed ended the call and I pressed it. My heartbeat had in the conquest, and it took me a little while to really gain my composure.

I knew she was upset, but I didn't realize she was this upset. Maybe Sabrina was right. She did need some time before we talked to her.