I'm baaaack! Or at least, finished writing this chapter. Please review if you've read so that I know what to improve. Thanks!

Disclaimer: When life gives you lemons, make lemonade. Sadly, a lemonade stand can't buy this series so... the Sisters Grimm series belongs to Michael Buckley.

Chapter 4

As Puck flew over Ferryport Landing, he thought about school. In the few weeks he'd been there, he had actually started to enjoy seeing his friends and walking through the worn hallways. It was nice to be able to socialize in a new place every once and a while. His homeroom teacher, Mr. Debs, was human and actually quite nice. It was good to be normal, though he'd never say it out loud.

At the library, he folded his wings in and walked inside. He found Sabrina slouched in a chair, reading some book. She looked up at his steps echoing through the space.

"Where's the car?" Sabrina asked, looking up.

"The Old Lady took everyone to the Blue Plate Diner. She left Jake and I in case you called." Actually, Granny Relda had left him because she wanted him to test out the harness they had just created that would allow the Grimm girls to ride with him more easily.

"Well, can we get going?" Sabrina gestured widely at Puck's fluorescent pink wings, which had popped out now that they were outside.

"Yeah." He nodded.

He tossed a harness at her suggestively, but Sabrina just stared blankly. Puck lifted up the bottom of his shirt, revealing a similar harness surrounding his waist. As the realization swept over her face, Puck pitched a rope over to her, one end tied to his harness, the other hanging. She snapped on the harness and started to tie the rope.

Once finally secured, Puck took off. The new invention let Sabrina soar beneath Puck as he flew, but he still had control over direction.

At home, Sabrina rushed upstairs and settled down in her room. Puck considered asking her to stay, but dismissed the thought. Instead, he called over Jake.

"What is it, Puck?" Jake cocked an eyebrow.

"Just bored."

"Prank Sabrina, then. Isn't that what you always do?"

"Yeah, but..." Puck started, then let the sentence trail off into silence.

"Don't tell me that the Trickster King is growing up? Or at least enough to not really want to prank 'Brina." Jake teased, but Puck took the words heavily.

Maybe I am. Puck thought worriedly, Could that really be happening? I've been this age for thousands of years, but who knows?

Still, he wasn't ready to accept the facts. "Puh-leaze! I'm not any older than I was this morning."

"If you say so!" Jake had a twinkle in his eye, but let Puck's new attitude slide. "I'm off to see how Henry is doing, cleaning up the old hardware store down the road."

"Great." Puck said glumly.

"See you later!" Jake whisked out the door and left Puck even more melancholy than before.

When Sabrina came down (after seventy million hours by Puck's standards), she was dressed in a burgundy sweater and jeans, her blond hair halfheartedly dried.

"Hi." She nodded to him.

"Hi."

She sensed his gloominess and he knew it, but he was still surprised when Sabrina sat down next to him and squeezed his arm.

"You OK?"

"Uhh..." He stuttered, "Yeah, yeah. I'm all good."

She reached to the left and snatched up a remote.

"You are a goddess." Puck said gleefully. Relda had hidden the location of the TV remote from him, but everyone else knew where it was stashed. Sabrina had just pulled it out from between the couch cushions and handed it to him. He immediately turned the TV on to an adventure movie and settled in, content. Sabrina sat next to him.

"Why did you give me the remote?" He asked her, contemplating the question himself. She usually hated the movies he liked to watch.

"You looked like you needed it."

"Thanks." Puck grinned. "Did I ever mention that you are probably my best friend?"

She punched him playfully. "And you're basically my annoying little brother. Ummm... We can call you Basil the Third."

"Got it."

They both smiled, happy to be together. Which was, of course, why this was possibly the most amazing phenomenon of Sabrina's time in Ferryport Landing. After all, it wasn't every day that the two stopped fighting enough to talk to each other.