Hey Princess
A Sisters Grimm Fan Fiction
Chapter 6
A/N: Please review because as soon as one of my stories gets a review, I update that story, but if it's only the same few people every time, it doesn't have the same motivation. Also, I'm not witty enough to name my chapters anymore.

Sabrina Grimm was nervous. The last time she'd seen Titania, she'd been torn between trying to kill everybody around her or in a sad, crying mess. Never once had she bothered to thank Sabrina for helping to protect her son. She'd never thanked Sabrina for discovering who had killed her husband. And she'd never bothered to apologize for Moth attempting to kill Sabrina. So, it just made sense that Sabrina would be more than terrified at the thought of having to approach Titania once again. She'd purposefully been avoiding any of her family's visits to Faerie. But Puck had told her that his mother had requested a private audience with Sabrina, and there was no way she could safely refuse the offer. So, she'd insisted that Puck stay by her side the entire time. Luckily, he'd accepted-and as the true king of Faerie, Titania could do nothing to stop him. Not even Mustardseed could try and stop Puck from going wherever he wanted in the kingdom. It answered to him as its true leader-and Sabrina wasn't going to question the magic inside of that when it was helping her out.

"Sabrina?" Puck asked as they entered the kingdom. "There's kind of this whole common courtesy thing when you're in Faerie, where you've got to-" Puck began but Sabrina's face cut him off. She knew exactly what he meant.

"Oh, god, Puck-I totally forgot about that! I don't have anything to-"

"Are you forgetting who I am?" He asked with an arrogant smirk on his face and a cocky look in his eyes. "I happen to be the King of Faerie and I will make sure you look completely acceptable for a visit with my wonderful mother. Of course, as long as what you're wearing is dark and gloomy, she won't even notice you aren't following the proper protocall. You see, she's still very torn up over her loving little Moth turning out to be evil and her husband's death," Puck explained as he led Sabrina down a hallway and towards a little room. "Just follow me-I'll handle everything and then you'll be all taken care of. When you leave this room, you'll be as gorgeous as you were when Daphne cast that spell on everybody at Morgan's wedding," Puck smiled at her and then looked at the ground, blushing sheepishly.

"You didn't look so bad yourself," Sabrina whispered to him.

"Yes, well, unfortunately, tonight I'll be attending to my own wardrobe and all that. As for you? You'll be taken care of by Margarita," He smiled towards a tiny, pale fairy. "And you will be taken good care of," Puck added with a dark look at the fairy who nodded obediantely. With that, Puck left her there, all alone with just a bunch of strange little fairies.

There was something different about Puck here. He was more confident...he was bolder. But he also seemed so much older. He demanded respect and he seemed more mature-much more polite. He seemed threatening. He acted like a proper king, which was funny, since Mustardseed was the king now. Puck may be the rightful heir, but he'd given that position up. For her.

When Sabrina exited the room again about an hour later, feeling like a completely different girl. Her hair was piled up on the very top of her head, but instead of being tight and elegant, it fell into her face gently and was loose and somewhat sloppy. She had make-up on her face and a tiny little star design by her right eye. She wore a black pencil skirt with a black tank top and a black blazer over it, with tiny, lime green pin stripes to add some color. She'd been told to pair it with a pair of black flats. She stood outside of the room awkwardly for a few moments before Puck approached her, with his hair slicked back in an Edward Cullen matter and wearing a pair of black dress pants with a grey button down shirt and a green tie.

"I really do apologize for all of this. I hate having to be all for-woah," Puck cut himself off from his rant as he looked up at Sabrina. He gave her a quick once over before smiling and shaking his head. "The make-up's a very unfair advantage, of course...but, you look...wow-and," He looked around and leaned in close to her. "Yes, that wow was for you," He teased her. She blushed as he grabbed her hand and started walking her towards his mother's quarters.

"T-thanks," Sabrina gulped. She'd been trying to go for some kind of compliment for the gorgeous boy besides her, but it was hard for her to simply say that one single word-the one syllable. Puck smiled over at her and she looked away. She was never embarrassed around Puck. What had gotten into her? Normally he was the one person she could always be herself around, no matter what was going on-no matter how gross she looked due to one of his stupid pranks. She always felt beautiful around him. But, with the look she was receiving from him now? She didn't know what word meant more attractive than beautiful, but that was what she felt at this moment.

"Are you nervous about seeing my mother?" Puck teased her. "Listen..."Puck paused outside of the door to his mother's room. "I should warn you...my mother was just a little too attached to Moth. Mustardseed needed a wife and...well, she pardoned Moth and...Mustardseed is going to be marrying her in a year," Puck whispered.

"That pyscho is going to get reward-"

"That's why I'm here...that's why I'm staying in Faerie. If I'm here...I can take my throne back. I'm the rightful heir and Faerie still recognizes me as the king. That means I'm supposed to be the king. And that's why my mom wants to talk to you..."Puck said.

"What do you-your mom wants me to be the queen?" Sabrina questioned even though she knew it was wrong.

"My mom wants to try and convince you to stay away," Puck shook his head.