(A/N: Hello lovelies! "Hey did you you change your username?" Why yes, thank you for noticing! There was some drama and blah blah blah, long story short, I had to change it. Octavia is the name I picked, because why not. Anyway, thanks to quillandspindle and Arabella Quinn, my second and third reviewers, Not sure if you guys knew, but I love your stuff and read it for months before I finally started to post my own stuff. When I saw your reviews, I sat down and cried. This could be because I'm really hormonal, but also because I was so happy. Okay, I'm rambling. ENJOY)

They were at the park this time. Puck's choice, but Sabrina was enjoying it anyway. The two seeming-adolescents sat in a very tall pine tree, simultaneously swinging their legs like little kids and looking down on the world like emperors.

"Hey Puck?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you think I should quit my job?"

Puck choked and sputtered on the ice coffee he was sipping, spraying liquid everywhere. Sabrina made a face and scooted away from Puck, who quickly recovered. "Wait, what?"

She sighed and tugged on the ends of her gold-spun hair. "Do you think I should quit my job?" She enunciated as though she were talking to a toddler. The faery rubbed the back of his head. "Jeez, Grimm. That's an important one." He blew out a surprised breath. "Hm, okay. What makes you want to quit your job?" He was serious for once, knowing from the concerned curve of her lip that Sabrina really wanted his opinion. She bit her lip and considered the factors she had reviewed in her head the night before.

"Well, I don't like my job. The Everafters are whiny and self entitled, the pay isn't that great, it's long, hard work, and I don't have a lot of free time. Like what we're doing now: I really like spending time with my friends, but it's not something I get to do a lot." Puck looked sideways at her, studying the way her brows were furrowed slightly and she chewed on her lip.

"I think," he began carefully, "this is something I can't help you with. It's something you have to decide yourself- let me explain." He blurted, seeing the distressed look turning down the corners of Sabrina's mouth. She paused and waited for him to justify his words. "You remember, last month you told me my job should be modified to have Mustardseed help out?"

Sabrina nodded, smiling at the memory of the winged boy bursting through her window the next day, crowing about the success of her idea.

"I don't think you can change your job. You don't really get to call the shots, so if you're unhappy, you need to start again, pick a new job. But it's a decision you need to make yourself. Or I could just come after all your clients with my pixies and make them cooperate." Puck added cheerfully, as he deemed the conversation got too serious.

Sabrina cracked a smile as she thought over his words. "It's a tempting offer, but I'll pass on that one. The problem is, I don't know what I would do to pay the bills if I wasn't a lawyer." Puck grinned evilly and opened his mouth, but Sabrina held up a hand. "Nope, nope. Don't. I don't want to know what you were thinking, Gasbag."

He scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Whatever, Grimm. You wish you were privy to hear the amazing ideas of the King. I guarantee they were all brilliant."

"And I guarantee they all started with 'My personal...'." Sabrina snorted, leaning back to look up at the azure sky. Puck stretched and then stood up, extending a hand. "Talk to Jake or something. He's always got ideas."

"Maybe I will..." She replied, before grabbing his wrist. He flew her back down to earth and reality. Puck flew into the air for half a second before touching back down. "By the way, I like spending time with you too, Sabrina." He winked and took off, leaving her to sink into the soft grass, blushing like a fire hydrant. A huge smile lit up her features and suddenly everything in life seemed so much easier.

He hadn't called her Sabrina since the war, almost 200 years ago. Boy had things changed, maybe for the better.

Review, please! And tell me, should I send S off the grid to go travel with Uncle Jake? It would be ironic since that's what P did before, and the reunion scene would be amazing. But...idk. LEMME KNOW- Tave