Telephone

"Telephone."

Sabrina looked up from her phone and stared at Puck, a confused expression etched on her pretty face. "What?"

"Let's play Telephone."

Sabrina frowned at him. "Puck, you're twenty-two. Do you really think its age appropriate to play Telephone?"

Puck shrugged and grinned at her, a goofy grin that she adored. "Come on Grimm. Daphne, Basil, Dani and Red are all here and they all want to play. They're our guests, so we must be considerate of their desires. Besides, I think you'll enjoy this game."

Sabrina huffed. "Since when are you considerate of other people? And honestly, you're making me a bit nervous…"

Puck grabbed her by the hand and dragged her into their kitchen. They had moved in with each other at eighteen. "That really hurt babe. I'm always considerate of other people."

"You're gonna play?" Daphne grinned as Sabrina entered the kitchen, Puck's hand still gripping hers tightly, as if she was going to run away. Which, she probably was. She was not in the mood to play a ridiculous kids game.

To Sabrina's dismay, someone had already set up the chairs in a circular fashion. As she was shoved roughly into her seat, she glanced around. Directly across from her was Basil, his red hair unruly and his grin never faltering. He was eleven and already really tall, for his age, at five two seven. He would soon tower over her. She was five seven now, and she didn't dream about the day that her little brother would bypass her in height. Next to him, if you went clockwise, was eighteen (and a few thousands) year old Red. Sabrina was pleased to say that she had grown up very pretty. Prettier than Sabrina herself, something that Puck often rubbed in her face, though she wasn't really sure if he meant it or not.

Daphne was next to Red, then Sabrina herself, Puck, then Dani (Who was still Sabrina's bestie), and then back to Basil. Elvis JR was also there, sitting next to Daphne, though he was on the floor and Daphne wasn't. Like Red, Daphne was very pretty, though she was a teeny tiny bit overweight. Not much, but like, one percent or something. Elvis JR, who sat on the ground next to Daphne, panting, didn't need much description. He looked just like his father…hairy, and er…like a dog.

"Ok!" Dani cried, clasping his hands together. "I call first. We go clockwise."

When no one objected, she leaned in and whispered something to Basil. It was passed along to Red, then Daphne and Sabrina.

"Red elephants like to party at my home."

Sabrina frowned and passed it one to Puck, who was bouncing in his seat. He grinned and stood up, though Sabrina found that unnecessary. "Red Elephants like to party at my home." Everyone turned to Dani who shook her head. "It was: Ted's Elephants like to party with my gnome."

Sabrina raised her eyebrow and Dani laughed. "Come on 'Brina. It's supposed to be weird. That's what makes it fun."

"Who's Ted?" Daphne asked.

The rounds went on. Basil started "I have a basket of bananas." To his dismay, it came out of the other end, perfectly the same. Same went for Red's statement, though Daphne's was misinterpreted. When her turn came, Sabrina still wasn't in the spirit of things so she muttered something about 'windows' and watched it get passed around.

"Ok! It's is the King's turn!"

"Just go." Sabrina muttered to her boyfriend.

He grinned at her, a cocky, mischievous grin. Sabrina frowned. She was nervous gain. What was he planning? She watched cautiously as he whispered something to Dani. Dani's eyes lit up like Christmas lights and she passed it on to Basil. Whatever he heard, he perked up from his previous lazy manner. He passed it on to Red, who blushed and passed it on to Daphne. She bit her hand hard, and tried her hardest not to fall off her chair and then passed it on the Sabrina, who was worried sick. What if was an embarrassing secret of hers? Or something dirty?

The words didn't sink in as Daphne whispered them into her ear. She straightened up after she heard the whole thing and subconsciously said them out loud.

"Will you marry me Puck Goodfellow?" She repeated the words still unusual and not making sense to her. It took a few seconds, but finally they sunk in. They made sense. But it was too late. Puck was standing in front of her, grinning like a madman.

"I thought the guy was supposed to propose, but if you're that desperate." And suddenly he was kissing her, his lips soft on hers. And her mind went blank.

Daphne bit her hand excitedly, Red blushed, Dani was giggling to herself, Basil looked away, his cheeks pink, and Elvis JR just sat there drooling.

And then Puck pulled away and Sabrina felt her face flush. Had that really just happened? "That was a terrible proposal, Fairyboy."

"Oh, but Ugly, I'm not the one who proposed."

She raised her left hand to shove him playfully in the chest, but she froze when she saw the huge sparkly engagement ring on her ring finger. Her eyes widened and she turned her face to stare her boyfriend, fiancé, whatever, down. She couldn't believe this. She was engaged. She struggled not to let the tears fall, cause Sabrina Grimm never cried. And she wasn't about to start now.

She looked up, not noticing that behind Puck, everyone else had left the room. At the moment all she saw was Puck, as he leaned in to kiss her again. The usual mischievous glint in his eyes was gone, replaced with warmness and love.

"I love you Sabrina."

And all of a sudden, Telephone was her favorite game. (Not that she would ever tell him that.)

Monster: ...Sappy

Vamp: Yup

Monster: Anyways, can't hang out today. I'm painting.

Me: Cool. What are you painting?

Monster: Zebras and Elephants.

Me: Nice. I want to see the painting when it's done. maybe I'll hang it up in my room.

Monster: You're going to thumbtack a zebra to your wall?

Me: Wait a second...don't tell me you're actually going to paint an actual zebra...

Vamp: What did you think he was gonna do?

Me: Ok...anyways, you guys there's (hopefully) a poll on my page about what I should write about next. i am taking a break from Sisters Grimm, but I need help choosing my next fandom. So please vote, even though I don't necessarily expect you to read whatever I write. Cya.

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