A/N: This chapter can be considered a filler, it's basically about their [Sabrina's and Mustardseed's] midnight snack.
But I hope you enjoy anyway because I'm exhausted and basically spent all night on this!
The King Wars
Chapter 3
"Welcome to Jiving Jackies, Aww, and what can I get you two?" A thirty-something waitress with choclate skin and kind eyes asked as she smacked her gum and held a writing pad at arms length, her name tag read "Ms. May."
Sabrina blushed slightly, she was still in her pajamas, they both were, the two teens had snuck out of the Sabrina's window, and Sabrina had been breathless at the sight of Mustardseed's white wings fluttering, sparkling in a manly way in the night sky.
"Ladies first." Mustardseed said, picking up his menu and reading it.
Sabrina smiled, "Hm, well, that depends." her smile turned into a smirk, "Who's paying?"
Mustardseed snorted, "You think I'd drag you out here just so you could go bankrupt? I'm paying, so get whatever you want."
Ms. May raised an eyebrow, Sabrina caught her eye and Ms. May winked.
A dusting of pink ran across Sabrina's face for the second time that night.
"In that case, what's the most expensive thing on your menu?" She asked, studying Mustardseed's face, but he didn't move.
Wow, this guy really is rich enough to blow fifty bucks on a midnight snack, Sabrina thought, impressed, No one at the Grimm household had gone out to eat in ages because money was tight.
"Well, honey, there's the lobster and chicken marsala, those are 39.98."
"They sell lobster here? at a diner?" Mustardseed asked, still unfazed by the price.
The heavy set waitress nodded.
"Classy." He said.
"I'll have the Jackie Burger, with all the fixings, fries, and a chocolate malt." Sabrina said, her mouth almost watering in anticipation.
"I think I will have the same." Mustardseed said, putting down his menu. "But, make my malt strawberry."
"I certainly will, well I'll be back around with your orders soon as I can, y'all just sit tight, now!"
Ms. May scuttled off in her pink and white waitress uniform, and Sabrina couldn't help but feel a little happy that they were alone, seeing as no one else was in the diner.
"Thank you, Your Highness, that is what I should call you, right?" Sabrina teased.
Mustardseed chuckled, "Whatever floats you boat, but please, just call me Mustardseed, I am so sick of being called majesty and highness, it makes me feel like an old man."
Sabrina somehow understood how he felt, it was like when Puck called her Grimm, she'd gotten used to it, but wished he would call her Sabrina once in a while, not just when she was dying or something.
She smiled, "Yeah, because it's not like you're thousands of years old or anything."
"I do not know what you're talking about."
"Sure..."
"So, what is you're favorite color?" Mustardseed asked abruptly, Sabrina raised an eyebrow.
"Okay, random." She said, "But it's bluegreenblack."
"Bluegreenblack?"
"Yes, bluegreenblack, when I was younger, I realized that I had three favorite colors, and I couldn't choose between them, so I just mushed them all together, and i've been happy ever since." Sabrina explained.
"Sounds reasonable." Mustardseed agreed.
"What's your favorite color?"
"Rainbow." He replied, sounding a lot like Daphne.
"That is so not a color."
"It can be."
"How?"
"Because, you can see the different shades in the color itself."
"...I don't get it."
"Me either."
Sabrina widened her eyes in mock surprise, "Really? The King of Faerie himself is stumped?" she said in a fake British acent, pulling an all out accent fail.
"Oh, don't mock me." Mustardseed said, and Sabrina giggled, giggled, she was loving every minute of their little dinner/midnight snack/breakfast.
Hmm, I wonder, Sabrina thought, could this be considered as a...date?
Of course it could, but it wasn't, because Mustardseed was just a really good friend.
A really, really, good-looking and rich and funny and nice friend.
But just a friend.
Right?
Sabrina was tangled in her own thoughts.
"Well, just so you know, ignoring me won't make me go away."
"Huh?"
"Oh, I am hurt." Mustardseed said sarcastically, faking a wounded heart.
"Aww, I am so sorry, what were you saying?" Sabrina said, noticing his perfect face structure and golden green eyes that were mixed together with other colors like a Parisian artist's palette, his creamy skin texture and his buttery hair that fell perfectly in place.
He smirked, "Nothing actually, I was saying nothing at all. "
"You're a tricky one, you know that?"
"I strive to be."
Sabrina smiled again, she was smiling so much it hurt, she hadn't smiled in such a long time though, it felt great.
"And here are your two burgers, malts and fries." Ms. May said as she set down their order on the table.
Sabrina licked her lips, as did Mustardseed.
She dug in like the carnivore she was, savoring every delicious piece of meaty heaven she ate, she hadn't had a hamburger in forever and was still having a hard time believing that she was actually eating one.
"This is extremely unhealthy, isn't it?" Mustardseed asked, eying the burger with a mixture of disgust and temptation.
Sabrina rolled her eyes, "Duh, this is totally going to my thighs in the morning."
Mustardseed smiled maliciously, "Perfect, back home, we had to eat extremely healthy, greens, veggies, stuff that kept Mom skinny."
"Sounds fun."
"Pure torture."
The two ate in a pleasurable silence, Mustardseed smiled to himself, Sabrina was better company than he thought.
No wonder Puck likes her so much, he thought.
What, you thought he didn't know?
"Oh my gosh, is that a jukebox?" Sabrina asked suddenly, pointing to a dusty, but colorful large box in the corner.
"By golly, I think it is!" Mustardseed said as he abandoned his meal and went to the ancient music device, he slipped in a dime and pressed a random button.
Suddenly, the little building was filled with the melodious sound of The Supremes' Stop! In The Name Of Love.
Sabrina was pulled into the middle of the resturaunt, and then she was swaying and bopping.
She found herself dancing, she hadn't danced in ages.
Sabrina lost track of time as she moved in harmony with Mustardseed to a variety of songs, including I Want To Hold Your Hand by The Beatles, Hit The Road Jack by Ray Charles and other sixties music, finally, Sabrina had to stop to catch her breath on Louis Armstong's What A Wonderful World.
"I keep forgetting you were alive during the sixties." Sabrina said as they slowed down the pace to just swaying back and forth.
"Oh yes, I have all these songs on my Ipod."
Sabrina laughed.
I see trees of green, red roses too.
"This was great Mustardseed, really, it was."
I see them bloom, for me and you.
"Aww, thanks Sabrina, you really make great company."
And I think to myself.
"I know."
What a wonderful world.
Sabrina found herself getting lost in his eyes, as much as he didn't want to, Mustardseed found himself falling too.
Then, as anyone would've done, the two blondes leaned in, closer, and closer, and-
"Well, isn't this nice?"
Their lips, an inch apart, suddenly pulled back.
Ah, shit, Mustardseed thought.
"Puck, how've you been?" He said nervously.
"Truthfully? I've been better, bro."
Sabrina pulled away and sat down, she didn't know if she was embarrassed, or if she felt dirty, whoreish.
She technically had admitted to liking Puck, and then went in for a kiss on his brother.
What is freaking wrong with me? Sabrina thought.
Silence, or awkwardness, whatever you wanted to call it.
"I'm gonna use the bathroom." Sabrina said abruptly, getting up and leaving, not really knowing where the bathroom was, but wanting to get out of there.
After Sabrina left, Mustardseed suddenly found the floor more interesting than anything else.
"Are you angry?" He asked.
Puck snorted, "Angry? Why would I be angry?"
"We weren't actually going to-"
"Whatever, dude, just...whatever."
"Puck, listen to me, you need to get it out of your head right now that anything is going on between me and Sabrina, she's all yours, bro, all yours."
"Who said I wanted her? You can have her, I don't really care." Puck said, brushing it away as if it didn't matter, but it did, but like hell he was going to show emotion over something stupid like his brother taking away a girl.
Mustardseed could sense that Puck was holding back punches, not that he was scared of his brother, but he was actually kind of scared of his brother.
Puck was built, like, always on the run, always-burning-calories-and-bulking-up-because-he-fought-in-a-war-built.
Not that Mustardseed wasn't, but he definitely didn't want to be on the other end of said punches anytime soon.
"No, Puck seriously, I don't want you mad at me."
"I'm not mad at you! Now shut up about it Mustardseed!"
Sabrina then chose to reappear, she had wanted to stay in the bathroom, but, all good and safe things must come to an end.
"Puck, what brought you here, anyway?" She asked as she grabbed her coat and Mustardseed threw down a fifty on the table and stared to walk away.
Sabrina really wasn't that hungry anymore anyway.
"Oh nothing, just the Marshmallow begged me to come look for you because you weren't there when she wanted a big girl bedtime story, gut-wrenching stuff, really." He replied with an overload of sarcasm.
How he knew where to find them was beyond Sabrina, but now she was tired, and ready to get home and crawl into bed.
"Please, let's just stop talking and go home."
"You wanna fly her? Or me? Probably you because you can take so much extra weight. " Puck said to Mustardseed who shot him a look.
"Shut up, Puck." Sabrina smacked his arm but grabbed both of their's in a debutante manner, ready for this little incident to all be over.
But, little did she know, everything was far from over, all the embarrassing details were already laid on the table like card, ready to be played.
Sabrina just wasn't sure she wanted to be the card holder.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed, review more, make me happy!
Au revior!
~MissSophie~