Sabrina's POV
I poked at the 'food' on my plate with my little silver fork.
It, in return, wiggled and squirmed. Holding my hand to my mouth in an attempt to not puke, I pushed the plate away and sighed.
Usually I could pretend granny's food was something else, shut my eyes and dig in. But today we were feasting upon a purple and black thing that resembled a mix between a turnip and a pig.
It didn't help that is smelled absolutely foul.
And it was probably still alive.
At the rate I was going, I'd soon starve to death.
Daphne glanced at me once and the reached across the table, grabbing the food and shoving it into her mouth.
No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't resist food entirely.
Red looked at her food the same way I did, only I know that she was trying to eat in order to be polite.
I picked up my plate and walked to the sink, scrubbing the juices from the half animal-half vegetable thing that had previously occupied my plate.
Drying the plate, I swore I could feel someone watching me. I turned around and expected to see granny Relda's eyes on my back, but instead it was Puck.
I sneered at him, assuming he was going to make another comment on how trying to lose weight by not eating was futile; I'd always be a little piggy. But he looked away, returning to the food on his plate.
"I'll be in my room," I said to no one in particular, and then I walked away.
My stomach rumbled. "Shutup," I growled right back at it.
"You have officially gone insane," a voice behind me said. I jumped.
"It's not my fault that I can't have a decent meal around here," I snapped.
He took my hand. "C'mon."
I let him drag me towards his room, lacking the proper strength to do anything about it.
He opened up his door and released his wings. Still holding my hand, he flew off towards his trampoline.
What I saw, and smelled, made my eyes widen.
There, sitting on a stump beside Puck's bed, was a plate of chicken. He dropped the the ground, grabbed it and handed me the plate full of heaven.
I immediately shoved it in my mouth, causing an eye roll from Puck.
"I believe the words you're looking for are-"
"Thank you!" I cried, my mouth full. I put the plate down on the stump and kissed him on the lips. Then I grabbed the plate and ran away, taking a bite every few feet.
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Puck's POV
I touched my mouth and wondered if what happened really happened.
I slowly smiled and realized it was true.
Sabrina just kissed me.
My new favorite food is chicken.
A/N: To all of my wonderful reviewers-Thank you so much! Your support keeps me from stopping this challenge altogether. And I'll tell you what-if I can get five more reviews by the end of the week, I'll work on doing at least three stories a day. If I get even more then great!