Hey, peeps! Yeah, it's been a while. So I just got out of school for Easter and I'm already bored to death, so I've decided to give Cannibalistic Skittles's 100 Word Challenge a shot. I will be going in order from "Dream" to "Oops", and YES, I do vow to finish the challenge, no matter how long it takes!... Yeah.

Disclaimer: I do not own Sisters Grimm or any of its characters, locations, etc.

Dream - 1 of 100

Sabrina sat up quickly in bed, breaths coming in short rasps and an expression of shock on her face. It took her a moment to realize where she was and what had just happened.

Looking at the four blue walls of her bedroom that now surrounded her, Sabrina breathed a sigh of relief. It was only a dream.

Sabrina looked around, taking in her surroundings. She knew this place, she had been here before, but somehow, she just couldn't seem to put her finger on where she was.

A brick path wound its way around a large pond, which was bordered by banks of green grass. The surface of the water was flawless, for nothing, not even a breeze, was there to disturb it. There was only Sabrina.

It seemed to be some sort of park. Perfectly cut green grass stretched across this place, then was cut off by a line of oak trees that bordered the land. The trees were grown close enough to obscure whatever might be beyond them. They almost acted as a wall, preventing whatever horrors the outside world might hold from leaking through into the one perfect place that was left.

Seeing no point in just standing in one place, the blue-eyed girl let out a puffy-cheeked sigh and uncertainly started to follow the brick path she had seen before. The sound of her footsteps seemed to be the only audible sound in this strange place that she had found herself in, echoing eerily throughout the park. Sabrina tucked a lock of her blonde hair behind her ear and wrapped her arms around herself self-consciously, unsure of what she should do next.

But then she saw it.

Sabrina came to a clearing she hadn't seen a moment before, wider than the last, and recognized a shining, bronze figure sitting on a bench about a hundred feet in front of her. He appeared larger than any real human being, his hand being bigger than Sabrina's head, and he sat on a bench with a hardcover book in his lap. His eyes stared vacantly at the page to which the book was opened and his expression almost showed a lack of interest, as if he had read that very page of the book over and over, hundreds of times, but despite all of the boredom expressed in the man's features, Sabrina could easily recognize the smile reflected in his eyes. She knew who this man was.

It was Hans Christian Andersen.

Well, it wasn't really Hans Christian Andersen. It was only the statue that Sabrina had come to know so well during her stay in New York and during her time spent in...

And that's when it clicked in Sabrina's head. She was in Central Park.

Even in her dream, Sabrina couldn't suppress the gasp that escaped her lips. She was really home. She was back in the place where she had spent so many afternoons playing with her younger sister, as if they never had a care in the world. She was back to the place where she had lived when life had been simple. She was back in the place where she could always expect to go home to a kiss on the forehead from her father and the usual warm hug from her mother. She was finally back in the only place where she had ever been truly happy.

Sure, Sabrina had been happy with Granny Relda and Uncle Jake back in Ferryport Landing, but ever since she had arrived in that small town, there was always that nagging feeling in the back of her mind that something bad could happen at any moment. There was always that instinct to stand protectively in front of her sister Daphne because of the constant danger they were in. There was never a moment when she wouldn't feel it.

Sabrina believed that a person's real home was where that person was completely comfortable with their surroundings. It was the place where that person didn't have to constantly keep their guard up. It was where that person felt truly safe. For Sabrina, that place was here.

"Sabrina... Sabrina..."

Sabrina suddenly realized that someone was calling her name. It had come softly at first, and Sabrina had only regarded it as background noise and simply ignored it, but the voice was gaining power and becoming more audible by the second, refusing to be unheard.

"Sabrina," said the voice firmly, just one last time. Sabrina finally turned around.

Tears of pure joy sprang to Sabrina's eyes as soon as her eyes found the person who had been calling her name. In front of her now stood a woman, tall and slim with gentle eyes looking down at the smaller person in front of her. The woman's skin was flawless and her dark hair grown long, just as Sabrina remembered it to be. The woman smiled warmly at the girl before her, opening her arms and kneeling down on one knee to accept the girl's embrace.

"Mom!" Sabrina cried as tears leaked out of her eyes and she ran into her mother's embrace. It had been so long since she had felt her mother's arms wrap around her like that. The girl cried into the woman's shoulder, speechless with joy. At that moment, nothing in her dream that had made her happy mere moments before mattered. The perfect blue sky, the green grass, even the familiar Hans Christian Andersen statue- none of it mattered nor even seemed to exist now. In Sabrina's mind, there was only the woman whose neck she had wrapped her arms so tightly around, never intending to let go.

And then suddenly her father was there. His bright blue eyes that matched Sabrina's so well were filled with love as he brought one arm around his daughter and the other around his wife, pulling them both closer to him. Sabrina briefly lifted her head from her mother's shoulder to look at the new arrival. His blonde hair gleamed in the sunlight and his welcoming smile only made Sabrina cry more and bury her head into his chest. It had been so long since she had seen that smile. She had missed it dearly.

Then just as suddenly as Henry and Veronica had appeared, Granny Relda, Uncle Jake, and Daphne were there, warmly greeting the newly-awoken couple. Happiness identical to Sabrina's was reflected in each of their faces. Sabrina had momentarily slipped out of her parents' embrace to take a few steps backward and survey the scene before her. She beamed to herself as she saw each of her family members finally being reunited. Of course they had always been united, ever since they had been able to retrieve Henry and Veronica Grimm from the Scarlet Hand, but they had never been truly united, seeing as two of the Grimm's had remained under the sleeping spell that had been cast on them almost two years earlier.

But now the sleeping spell was a thing of the past. Now every little thing was the way Sabrina had always wanted it. Everything was absolutely perfect. Nothing was missing now, Sabrina thought. She thought.

Sabrina was about to join her family in their rejoicing when something entirely unexpected occurred. A muscular arm wound its way around Sabrina's waist, turning her away from her family to face-

"Puck?" Sabrina breathed in disbelief.

A mischievous smile played on the fairy's lips as their eyes met. His shaggy golden hair looked somewhat windblown, slightly pushed away to reveal that pair of beautiful emerald eyes that peered out at Sabrina with such playfulness and curiosity. This was a bit unusual, for those eyes normally only shown with malice, but there was now something different there.

It is understandable that when one is dreaming, that person acts differently in the dream. Usually the person either goes along with what the other people in their dream are doing, or the person acts purely on instinct or desire.

Sabrina's reaction to Puck was a mixture of both.

Now the rest of the Grimm's had disappeared, vanished into thin air, and it was only the fairy and the girl in the park. The fairy had given the girl another crooked smile and tightened his hold around her waist possessively, lightly touching the tips of their noses together.

Sabrina only smiled at this and pressed her body closer to his, indulging in his warmth. She removed her nose from his and tucked her head into the nape of his neck comfortably, resting her head lightly against him. Puck propped his chin on the top of her head, then tilted his head so that he could inhale the scent of her hair.

Sabrina's eyes refused to leave Puck's as he gently tilted her chin upwards so that they could look directly into each other's eyes. With one hand, Puck tenderly intertwined his left hand with her right while he lifted his right hand to her face, wiping away the few tears that had lingered and then moving to caress her high cheek bones.

Sabrina smiled brightly and let a small giggle escape her as she lifted her hand to cover his, brushing her thumb back and forth against the soft skin on the back of his hand. Puck smiled at her gleeful laughter. Her laugh was the most beautiful sound he had ever heard... It made him want to.....

Then Puck was the one to act on instinct. He then became completely serious. No trace of his previous smile remained. Sabrina changed her expression to mirror his, also becoming solemn.

And then, simultaneously, they both leaned in.

Sabrina could feel Puck's warm breath tickling her lips, coming closer, almost touching...

And then it was over. The dream was over. Sabrina woke up.

The weird thing was, Sabrina didn't feel disgusted with her dream. She didn't even feel angry. It wasn't frustration. It wasn't even happiness that she felt.

Well, she may have felt happiness, but she would never admit it to herself.

What Sabrina really felt as she swung her legs over the side of her bed and touched her feet to the cold floorboards was confusion. Why was she dreaming about being intimate with Puck of all people? And why had she given into him so easily? Why had she paid more attention to Puck than her parents, who she hadn't spoken to in over two years? And how could Puck, even in a dream, be that... charming?

Sabrina sighed as she descended the wooden staircase to the kitchen for a glass of water. Now she was feeling the frustration.

Frustration then turned into a mixture of regret and surprise as Sabrina entered the kitchen. Regret because she now wished that she had remained in her room, and surprise because there was a smug-looking fairy sitting lazily on one of the kitchen counter tops.

Puck's green eyes flashed as he turned his gaze to Sabrina and gave a small nod. "Grimm."

Sabrina figured he must have been too drowsy to insult her. Otherwise, he probably would have rudely commented on her short blue pajama shorts or the way her hair had taken the shape of her pillow.

Sabrina gulped and said, "Puck."

There was a choking silence that followed. Sabrina retrieved a glass from one of the oak cabinets lining the wall above the sink and filled it with cool water, taking small sips as she leaned against the counter opposite from Puck, keeping her back to him. The whole time she was doing this, Sabrina looked at the floor to make sure her eyes wouldn't meet his and she let her hair fall around her face, forming a curtain obscuring the blush that had already begun to steadily climb to her cheeks.

"Why are you awake?"

Sabrina had been taking a sip of water when Puck asked this and almost choked. "What?" she croaked. She still had her back to him.

Puck slid off of the counter and went to stand directly in front of Sabrina, forcing her to look at him. "Why are you awake? It's past midnight."

Sabrina glanced at the microwave clock. Sure enough, it was almost three o' clock in the morning. Sabrina nervously took another small sip of her water before responding.

"I could ask you the same question, fairy boy."

Puck smiled crookedly down at Sabrina, but didn't inquire further. Instead he only turned and walked away as if he was going back to his room. When he had left the room, Sabrina let her shoulders sag as she breathed a sigh of relief. Puck was finally gone and her blush was fading.

Sabrina's relief was short-lived.

"Oh, and Grimm?" Puck had reentered the room.

Sabrina paused for a moment before turning around to face him. She was surprised to find that he was now only about a foot away from her.

She gulped once more. "Yeah?"

He smirked. "You've got a little something in your hair."

Sabrina's blush started to return as she touched her hair with her fingertips lightly, feeling for any imperfections. "Where?" she asked nervously.

Puck's smirk only grew.

"Gotcha!" the fairy shouted. He had snatched the half-filled glass of water that Sabrina still had in her hand and childishly dumped the remaining water on her head.

Puck literally flew up the stairs cackling as Sabrina gasped and shouted after him, "Yeah, you better go and hide, stink-bag!"

Only then did Sabrina realize that she had let a small smile spread across her face, yet upon realizing this, she only chuckled and started up the stairs after the fairy.

Yeah, she thought to herself, it was definitely a dream.

Love it? Hate it? I know it's by far not my best work, but I would really appreciate it if you would give me some constructive criticism and review, even if you think it was too long (BTW, I'm really sorry about the length!). I just spent, like, three and a half hours working on this!

I'd also like to ask a favor of my readers. I have recently found out that due to the recession, my parents are currently experiencing financial trouble. I would really appreciate your prayers right now. I would also like to pray for you and your family during these hard times. God bless!

So anyway, if I don't update before Sunday, I just wanna say happy Easter! The Lord has risen! And if your not Christian then... well... yeah, awkward...

- Elli