I am back! Did ya miss me? Probably not. Have any of you guys seen the Wedding Date? Sigh. So romantic!

Okay, back to business. Sabrina may seem a little OOC. I think that was an understatement. So you guys read it, and in your review (assuming that you will review) tell me if she is. If a majority of you guys think that she is OOC, I'll try to edit and make it more believable. Just make sure to tell me which part is OOC.

And a beta-reader would be nice too. A beta-reader can help me improve many things… Maybe, I don't know? The length? The quality?

I am planning on writing at least five more themes so I can have them ready whenever I feel like typing them. So there might not be a fast update. Sorry!

Without further ado, Theme 3! Enjoy!

Theme 3/100

Dye

(The one where Sabrina spontaneously starts writing.)

Dear Diary,

I know, I know. It's been a year and a half since I last wrote. I'm sorry okay? Don't look at me like that! I was busy with all that detective stuff Granny was making us do. Rats, I'm talking to you as if you're alive. No, not you, it. That's right, it. So back to what I was going to tell you- I mean what I was going to write about.

Puck got the whole family shirts and stuff. Tie-dye shirts and clunky bling-bling stuff. Weren't those out of style what, thirty years ago? Why did Puck give us these things, you ask? The town is having some sort of, get this, Blast from the Past dat. People are going to be dressing up in all those old gowns, bell bottoms, and top hats. So Puck decided that our family is going to dress up like we're from the seventies. When did Puck become the man of the house, and why didn't anyone tell me?

So Granny Relda is gonna wear this stupid tie-dye dress, and Uncle Jake is gonna wear this really ugly afro wig… At least I think it's a wig. I thought I saw it move. Anyway, guess what Puck got lil' ole me? A red tie-dye thing that I think is a sun dress. It's actually kind of nice- if I actually wore dresses. But it was thoughtful of him, I guess. These are Granny's words, not mine.

And you know what's weird about this whole thing? My dress has this pattern that looks like roses. I examined the others' stuff, and all the patterns were different. Daphne's shorts had a kind of circular-ovalish, pink shape that reminds me of marshmallows. Red' cape has this very creepy pattern that, if you titled your head at just the right angle, looked like a maniac smile.

I think he got everyone something with a pattern that has something to do with them, if you get what I mean. Daphne is a marshmallow, Red went (in all my respect) crazy, Granny, whose dress had lots colors on it, cooked… How should I describe it? Colorful food and so on. Except me. What did my dress mean? I was a rose? I smelled like a rose? Hah, no way! I looked like a rose?

I think that's it. Rose's have this twisted shape. Maybe that's what he means. I look twisted, like roses… That was by far the lamest insult he ever threw at me. I mean come on! There probably was another pattern that looked like a monkey, or a bug, or… or…

I looked up red roses on the internet. They said that if someone compares a person to a rose, they either liked them a lot, or were… I can't seem to recall what it said. They also said that red roses were a sign of love. Hah. Can you imagine that? Puck and I in love? The very thought is laughable.

Gah! What is he trying to tell me?

Maybe I'm reading too much into things. He probably couldn't find anything appropriate, or he simply didn't try to find me something because he hates me. Or maybe he wasn't paying attention to the design…

All that detective work is messing with my brain.

I gotta go. Granny is going grocery shopping. Maybe I can convince her to buy something normal for once.

Confused Sabrina Goodfellow.

I meant Grimm. That was Puck. Really.