Scared
Sabrina POV
"Puck! You are going to die," I screamed at the stupid, insufferable fairy. What possessed him to tear up every single item of my clothing while I was in the shower? It was humiliating to stand there in a frickin' towel in front of him, but it my pride wouldn't allow me to let him get away with this without at least a shouting match (there was no way I could risk letting my towel slip because I tried to punch him).
"Ooooh, I'm so scared," he taunted before running into his room. Of course, I wouldn't let him get away that easy, so I followed. This time, I didn't waste any time looking around his magical room. Who cares about a forest when there's a fairy to yell at? I followed him all the way to the trampoline, thankful there were no traps. I guess he didn't have time to set any up.
I opened my mouth to yell at him, but was interrupted by squealing chimps running at us like ants to a picnic. "Uh, what's wrong with the monkeys?"
He rolled his eyes. "There chimps, not monkeys. You're lucky they're not pounding on you right now for saying that."
"Whatever. Just tell me what's wrong with them. They look kind of scared."
This time he really looks at them. "That's odd. Wait here smelly."
Not bothering to tell him off for that, I watched him change into a chimp and start 'talking' to them. After a couple minutes, he turned back to a very smelly, filthy, boy who looked very freaked out. "They said that something bad is going to happen. They didn't say what, though. They didn't know. Only that it'll be very bad."
Now that's bad news. "Well what are you just standing there for? We've got to warn everyone else," I said, already walking toward the door.
"Hold up," he said, grabbing my shoulders to keep me from going anywhere. Not only was that annoying, but it was also awkward considering the whole towel thing. "There's no way I'm letting you leave. This room is so covered with enchantments, it'll protect us from anything. This way, I won't even have to fine you for saving your butt yet again."
"So you're just going to let everyone else die?" I screamed at him. Seriously, what the heck?
Finally, comprehension played across his features. "Oh right. I'll go tell them. You stay here," he said, already running for the door.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Crap. Now I'm scared. "What was that?" I asked, too terrified to care that I sounded like a total wimp. "Please tell me that was one of your stupid pranks.
Puck actually looks as scared as me. "I think it was a bomb."
We just stood there in shock for a couple seconds, but then my towel started to slip and I was forced to pull it back up. That simple action yanked me back to reality. "We should go check on the rest of the family."
He nodded. "Yeah, but I'm sure they're okay," he said without conviction. We both reached the door at the same time, Puck opened it, and all we saw was destruction. There wasn't even a house anymore. The door had opened up to reveal the shattered remains of Ferryport Landing.