I swear I should just change the title to 'Puck and Sabrina oneshots' because all the stories seem to be about them. So this one's a lot lighter and happier than the last chapter. It's more... chatty, or more casual than the last one? Anyway tell me what you think.

Shopping

Who likes to shop? Ok, that was a bit of a rhetorical question- many people like to shop, but Sabrina and Puck were not one of them- they thought it was impractical and time-consuming. I mean, who wants to spend hours looking at dresses and pants when you have some perfectly good clothes at home? Unfortunately, one of the problems of living together is that you have to go food shopping every now and then, or risk starvation. So, grumbling, Puck allowed himself to be dragged down to the car, as his girlfriend drove them down to the supermarket.

...

There is always clamour in a store. Unless you have insomnia, a lack of sense, or such poor time management that you need to go down to a shop in the dead of the night, you will always find people bustling around, searching for groceries, scanning barcodes, and just generally creating a lot of noise. That day was no different. As soon as the couple walked into the building, they were instantly assaulted by two things: the frigid sensation of air conditioning, and a thundering barrage of noise.

"Let's get out of here as soon as possible," Sabrina whispered into his ear.

"Yep," he replied and, grabbing her hand, whisked them away into the countless echoing alleys.

...

"Oh. My. Gosh." Sabrina said, as she watched her (soon to be ex, if he continued acting like this) boyfriend throw bag after bag of junk food into their trolley. Chips, biscuits, lollies, popcorn, anything that could be eaten in front of a TV was just getting tossed in there randomly, and it was sickening to watch.

"Puck," she said, "are we really going to eat all that?"

He looked up. "Oh did you want something as well?"

She slapped a palm to her forehead. "Puck, we're not buying all that."

"Why not?" he whined.

"Because we're not made of money, Puck. And besides, you'll get sick eating all that."

He puffed out his chest. "I am an Everafter! Everafters don't get sick!"

"They will if they eat all of this junk."

He huffed, and looked down at the overflowing trolley. Sighing, he glanced again at Sabrina's stern frown and began to reluctantly return the food to their shelves. "Can't do anything..." he mumbled. "Have to listen to her all the time... Unfair..." When he had finally finished, he turned around and said flatly, "vegetables next."

...

Taking into account Puck's blatant dislike towards good health and an active lifestyle (even though he spends about half his time flying around), it was of no surprise that he hated this part of the trip more than he did anything else. All words were said with a monotonous, robotic voice, as if he couldn't even be bothered to put some kind of feeling into his voice, and finally Sabrina had had enough.

"Puck, stop being so difficult."

He was instantly snapped out of his stupor, and glared at her. "Difficult? How am I being difficult?"
"You sound like a 5 year old who just got his toys taken away."

"I do not! I just don't like this kind of food is all."

"Well for whatever reason, stop acting so immature and brighten up a little bit."

"No," he said, and stuck out his tongue. "You can't make me."

"Oh for goodness' sake," she muttered and, leaning up, pressed her lips to his. Instantly his arms went around her waist as he started kissing back, and her hands went into his hair. When they finally pulled apart, Puck had a goofy grin on his face, and even Sabrina started smiling.

"Happy now?" she said, breathlessly.

"Yeah," he nodded dumbly, gasping a little, before suddenly calling, "next up, fruit!"

...

"Fruit," Puck muttered, as he walked along the aisle. "Fruit fruit fruit fruit fruit. Where is the damn fruit?"

"Puck, there's a sign saying fruit right next to you."

He turned, and saw to his surprise a giant board, with 'FRUIT' spelt out in thick black letters. He blushed. "Right, I knew that," he said, and flipped open his notebook in a poor attempt to hide his embarrassment. "It says apples."

She leaned over in front of him, her shoulder brushing against his chest, and selected four shiny red apples. Loading them in a bag, she straightened up and turned to the man beside her.

"Done. Next?"

"Oranges," he said, and the process was repeated (but with different fruits this time, of course) and they soon had several full bags stacked neatly in their trolley.

"Right," Puck said breezily, "onto frozen foods." And away they went.

...

Finally they arrived home, unsteadily unlocking the front door as they stumbled in with laden arms. Groaning, Puck dropped the bags of groceries down onto the kitchen bench and collapsed on the couch, yelling,

"Well thank God that's over! That was horrible!"

"Yeah yeah I don't like it as well. Now get up and help me put these away."

"Ugh," he grunted in disgust, and moved over to the kitchen to help Sabrina. A few minutes later they finished, and Puck returned back to lying down, Sabrina sitting beside him with his legs in her lap. She was scanning the receipt, making sure nothing was missed, and quickly checking how long the food would last them.

"I'm guessing..." she hesitated as she quickly added up numbers in her head, "that this'll be enough for about two weeks maybe? And then we gotta go back."

"Aww..." Puck moaned, and pushed himself up into a sitting position "Do we have to?"

"Yes Puck. And you're coming with me."

"But I don't want to!"

"Tough. Now budge over."

Muttering darkly he moved over, and she got up. Suddenly long arms went around her and she felt herself being lifted off the ground, and a warm nose nuzzled into her neck.

"What if I refuse to go?" Puck whispered into her ear.

She smiled, and pretended to think for a minute. "I'll persuade you."

"How?"

She flashed a grin, and leaned her head closer to his. "You know how."

He chuckled, and moved his mouth to hers, lips twitching upwards. "Two weeks is quite a long time right?"

"It is."

And then they were kissing.

Was the ending too sudden? Like did you guys view it as a sudden moodswing, or did you not mind? I tried to keep them in-character, but I'm entirely sure if I succeeded. Thanks for reading, and please review.