*Disclaimer:* I do not own the Sisters Grimm. Just as I have mentioned before, they belong to Michael Buckley. Just like some of the details in my story belong to the Brothers Grimm.

Sorry about taking a longer time to update, I will probably be updating on weekends now that school has started again. Now, as usual, please enjoy the story.

Also, I apologize for any cheesiness, or too much fluff, if that's what you'll call it.

If you have read the previous FanFiction: She Will Soon Follow, I had said that Sabrina was 26 and Puck was 27. Well I would like them to be younger so... how about 18 and 19 or 19 and 20? Tell me which you prefer out of those two. Thanks.

After 10 minutes of hopeless struggling, Sabrina gave up and let the insects crawl on her and slither through the goo that still draped her shoulders. Anger fueled her, and she knew the perfect person to release her wrath upon. That very-deserving someone was hiding in a bush at the moment, waiting to jump at her as she approached.

Out of nowhere, Puck hopped out of the path, and Sabrina's menacing expression transformed into a surprised and scared mix of her facial features. Puck was going to continue yelling a battle-cry, but broke down in snickers at her priceless reaction. He was choking on his laughter, and tears were starting to form in his eyes, the face she had made was still lingering and he could not control himself.

Immediately, she got herself together and took in the scene in front of her. Puck had just jumped out at her, she got scared, and he was currently gasping for breath and hitting the ground with his fist, his eyes were squinted shut.

She sighed mentally. What an idiot. Look at him on the ground there. Just throwing his fit of giggles. He has such a nice smile when he's really laughing- Sabrina. You're starting to think about him again. You're mad, okay? M-A-D. He pranked you, and you can still feel a centipede in your hair. Sabrina made a note to bang her head on the column of the gazebo when she and Puck went back. Maybe that would snap some sense into her.

Puck watched Sabrina have a mental debate. She would consider something, her face would go blank, she would shake her head, and slap her cheeks. She basically looked crazy, and all the while she didn't notice Puck staring, nor did she notice him having his own mental debate.

It started off and continued along the lines of hers. Wow. Grimm looks crazy. But she also looks really cute and harmless when the sun hits her face at that angle. WAIT. Puck, that's Grimm you're talking about. I probably didn't get enough sleep. Yeah... Sleep. Now lets fix our facts. Grimm is a hideous, stubborn, headstrong girl, with bright blue eyes, and a perfect smi- There you go again! You have to smash your head into the next column you see... Maybe that'll slap some sense in to you... Puck thought this at the same time that Sabrina added 'intentional head-hitting' on to her list of to-do's.

Puck started to speak as soon as he had his chuckling under control.

"So, you think you found it?" Puck asked, getting straight to the point.

"Yea, what do you think? I tripped on it on my way to that shed." Sabrina added, embarrassed. Great, now he has more to laugh about.

"Hmm..." Puck inspected Sabrina's discovery and ignored her comment on tripping. "Maybe we should go talk to the Old Lady about it... She should know."

"Oh, about that... I think I may have lost my stuff when we were flying." She sent him a glare, which he returned with a nonchalant smirk.

"I don't think you should be glaring at me, Goblin-Teeth, since I collected and saved your things from getting lost." He said, giving her a pointed look.

"Well, can I have it back now?"

"Sure." Puck replied, as he dug in his pockets to deliver the beak-knives, her keys, and her notepad and pen.

"Uh, thanks." She responded as she admired the new weapons.

"No problem, we can just put it on your tab, which, may I remind you, is never-ending." He winked at her and began to walk, expecting her to follow.

Sabrina sighed. He would never let that go.

.-.*.*.-.

Sabrina and Puck were near the entrance of the Graveyard now, and Puck would pick her up soon.

"You know, I think these are pretty cool." Sabrina rambled, as she flipped and switched the knives between her hands.

"I told you, not a problem. I'm honored that you like them." Puck responded sarcastically. But deep down he meant it... She was so difficult to please...

"I'm gonna let that one slide. Because of the daggers." Sabrina decided, adding the second part in a low and serious tone.

"Great, Grimm. Oh yeah, you have something in your teeth, too." He answered as he plucked her of in the ground.

Sabrina tried to act indifferent towards his remark. But she would then claw at her teeth every five seconds.

Just as planned. Another insecurity. She looks hilarious when she tries the 'I-don't-care' act. She will never pull it off as well as me. Man, is she gorgeous- what? I didn't say anything. Puck continued to speak mentally.

Do I really have something in my teeth? If only I had some kind of ghost mirror. Gosh, Puck... Is he trying to make me insecure for nothing again? Why does he always get me to feel like this? All fluttery and dazed and angry and- Why do I think he's so... so... perfect- I meant stupid. Yeah. Idiotic. Annoying. Obnoxious. Funny. I- screw it. For some unknown reason, you like him and you began to accept that. Now, embrace it once again my dear. You love Puck. Dear Gods, I will never say- think that again. Sabrina came to her senses. She hated it.

Throughout all of this, they both stole glances at each other, which caused Puck to miss that one tree, and in an instant, he slammed face first and began to plummet towards the ground in shock.

"PUCK!" Sabrina shouted, trying to pull him out of his trance and get him to hover before slamming into the ground.

"What-" Then he started floating, as Sabrina's long hair brushed the leaves on the ground. But, Puck was below her while her hair draped around his and her shoulders, so when Puck stopped, she forcefully crashed down on to him, and in that moment their lips smashed together in a very slobbery and unexpected kiss. Sabrina's eyes blinked twice and then shut. Puck just looked on at the scene with wide eyes.

But, eventually they both gave in and stayed there for about a minute or two. They held each other and fit together like puzzle pieces. Their lips synchronized perfectly to every movement. They both experienced the blinding fireworks and felt the numbing feeling of something misunderstood, a mutual feeling of infatuation disguised as antipathy. The two young adults felt the spark of a true love, the one thing they should (and secretly did) cherish.

When they stood up, they both agreed on one thing. The only reason they didn't pull away was because of shock, right?

Right.