Hello. I would address my reviewers, but since this story has none *glares
pointedly* Iʼll just get on with the story.
Clementine: If I owned, people would actually read.
Daphne: I bet people read it! I bet they loved it so much, they couldnʼt write a
review that said how awesome it was, so thatʼs why they didnʼt review!
Puck: Nah, youʼre just a suckish writer.
Clementine: *bursts into tears*
Daphne: Now look what you did! *consoles Clementine*
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Sabrina stared out the window and watched as the rain poured down in sheets.
She sighed. There was nothing to do when it rained, and it reminded her of the night her parents left her. Suddenly, Puck appeared at the top of the staircase.
"Boy, Grimm" he said. Itʼs really raining men, isnʼt it?" Sabrina stared at Puck
before bursting out into laughter.
"What?" Puck was confused, and he started to get angry. He didnʼt like it when people laughed at him, especially not Sabrina.
"The expression is ʻitʼs raining cats and dogsʼ, not ʻitʼs raining men.ʼ Thatʼs a
song."
"Well, maybe I meant itʼs raining men!"
"Youʼre telling that boys are falling from the sky so that each and every woman could find the perfect guy?"
"Maybe I am" Puck replied with a smirk.
"Hallelujah," Sabrina deadpanned.
"Are you saying Iʼm not the perfect boy? Who wouldnʼt want this?" Puck gestured to himself with a grin."
"Anybody sane," Sabrina replied, but grinned back. Maybe it was raining men
after all.
Oh boy. That was a long song. This is a long shuffle. For me anyway. I did not
realize how long this song was until I wrote this challenge.