Paris
Puck was in Paris with Uncle Jake. To be one hundred percent honest, he didn't want to be there. Why? Well, because he didn't do love. He was the trickster king after all.
When he first got off the plane, Puck had expected to see couples everywhere. Hugging, kissing, holding hands… But, he was surprised to see that Paris was actually just a normal city. Normal people milling around, kids running about and dogs barking at other dogs.
"So, what are we doing first?" Puck asked Jake as they walked down a crowded sidewalk.
"I." Jake began, "am going to a specific pawn shop. It's owned by an Everafter so he has an entire room filled with magical items." Then, with a quick wave he disappeared into the crowd.
Puck groaned. What was he supposed to do all by himself? They had arrived in Paris at about eight pm, so all the good shops were closed.
Muttering to himself, Puck glanced up at the Eiffel tower. It loomed ahead in the distance. With nothing better to do, he walked towards it.
Most of the excited tourists had left. There were no more kids, no more dogs and no more elderly folk. A few people scurried past him. Puck noticed a man standing with his back against the fence. He twiddled with a ring box in his hand. "You proposing?" Puck called out.
The man turned to him and gave a nervous smile. "Yeah. My girlfriend just went to get some icecream."
"Good luck." Puck heard himself say.
The man smiled. "Thanks kid."
Puck made his way to a secluded area and then unfurled his wings. Making sure no one was looking, he leapt into the sky and flew to the top of the tower.
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The top of the tower wasn't very crowded today. On man leaned against a wall and smoke. A couple shared an ice cream cone in one corner. A blond girl looked out over the city, while her boyfriend texted. Seeing the blond girl, Puck couldn't help but think about Sabrina. He hadn't seen her in about a year. Suddenly, he missed her. They still kept in touch and Puck sent postcards, but it wasn't the same… At that moment, Puck wanted nothing more than to have Sabrina with him, atop the Eiffel Tower.
Dejectedly, he pulled out his phone.
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Ring, ring, ring!
"Sabrina, will you get the phone?" Veronica called from the kitchen, where she was feeding Basil.
Sabrina nodded and hurried out into the hall. She grabbed the phone and pressed it to her ear. "Hello?"
"Grimm."
"Puck!" Sabrina cried. "Did you call to congratulate Mom for her new job?"
On the other side of the Atlantic Ocean, Puck frowned. He hadn't even known Veronica had gotten a new job. "No, actually, I wanted to talk to you."
"Call to tell me how ugly I am?"
For once in his entire life, Puck ignored the snide remark. "Guess where I am, Grimm."
"Madagascar?" Sabrina guessed.
Puck smiled and leaned back. "I'm on top of the Eiffel tower."
"Oh, wow." Sabrina breathed out. "I've always wanted to go there."
Puck glanced over the railing, out the sparkling story. "I actually have to admit, it's beautiful. And coming from me, that's saying something."
"I wish I was there." Sabrina said. She leaned against the wall.
"I wish you were here too." Puck suddenly blurted out. He mentally slapped himself.
Sabrina was quiet. Then she slowly spoke out. "Did you really just say that, fairyboy?"
"Well, Grimm, I guess that's what Paris does to you."
Monster: How sweet.
Vamp: Totally
Me: Btw, for all of those who told me what your costumes were, I loved hearing about them!