disclaimer cuz i felt like adding one again: i dont own anthing but the chapstic store. and sabrina's outfit design.
Sabrina, having just gotten the mail, was looking through it, muttering as she did so. "Bill... ad... is this for me?" She took a minute to look at the teen magazine with her name on it. "Like I'd ever read that... chain letter... junk mail... another ad... bill... what is this?" "This" turned out to be an invitation. "Granny!" She called. "We got something weird!"
"What is it, liebling?"
"An invitation to something or other." Sabrina handed the letter to her grandmother.
"What's it say Granny?" Daphne asked.
"You are cordially invited to the grand opening of Luscious Lips, Ferryport Landing's first ever chapstic store." Granny read in a slightly bewildered tone.
"Chapstic store?" Sabrina asked incredulously.
"Apparently" Granny replied.
"That's weird." Daphne said.
"What's chapstic?" Puck asked.
"You're kidding." Sabrina said. "You don't know what chapstic is?"
"No." Puck said, looking at Sabrina. "Should I?"
"I just sort of thought everyone did." Sabrina looked away from Puck with a shrug.
"So what is it?"
"It's this stuff you put on your mouth so your lips don't get dry." Daphne said.
"Ah." Puck said.
"So are we going?" Daphne asked.
"Let's not." Sabrina replied.
"How come?" Daphne whined.
"Cause it's a chappstic store!"
"So?"
"Well, why would you WANT to go?"
"Cause it's a party!"
"And I want to go to this party because...?"
Daphne grabbed the invitation out of Granny's hand and read it swiftly. "Formal wear required!"
"Is that supposed to make me WANT to go?"
"Well, it makes me want to!"
"That's you."
"Can we Granny? Please?"
"All right, Liebling." Granny said.
"Do I have to go?" Sabrina asked.
"Yeah I don't wanna go either." Puck had started to look nervous at the word "formal"
"Sorry lieblings, but withyour parents still asleep, I can't have you home by yourselves."
"What about Uncle Jake?" Sabrina asked.
"He'll probably want to go, and if he dosen't, you know he'll be out with Briar."
"Stupid scarlet hand" Puck muttered.
"Couldn't we just stay here by ourselves?"
"No, It's not safe."
"If you'd let my security team stay it would be." Puck complained.
"You didn't have the money to pay them and you know it!" Sabrina cried. "Plus, we didn't need anyone guarding most of the spots you put them!"
"I don't want you staying home without supervision anyway." Granny said in an attempt to nip the arguement in the bud. "ESPECIALLY not you two."
"Don't you trust us?" Puck asked.
"No." Granny said. And that was the end of it.
Sabrina sighed dramatically. For the fifth time. "Couldn't we just use something in my closet for this? She asked. "Do we really have to go SHOPPING?"
"Don't you like shopping, Sabrina?" Daphne asked, surprised.
"NO."
"Why not?"
"I... don't really know. I just don't."
"Join the club, Grimm." An equally annoyed puck said from his seat next to her in the car.
"Well at least you won't have anyone playing barbie doll on you."
"That's what you think." Puck eyed Uncle Jake warily
"Now that's just WRONG, Puck." Sabrina shuddered at the thought of a barbie doll with Puck's face.
"Shut up!" he said, and smacked her arm.
The two of them had developed an almost friendship over the past few days, mostly out of a mutual desire to wesel out of going to the Luscious Lips grand opening. there had been several plots formed by the tow over the past few days, all fruitless. The "flu" failed because everafters don't get sick, Sabrina wasn't willing to actually break any bones, and the disapearing act had failed because Mirror could find them in a few seconds. So, here they were, on their way to get formal clothing. Ugh.
In the only open clothing store that wasn't owned by a scarlet hand member, Sabrina was dragged off by Granny and Daphne, while Puck and Uncle Jake went in the opposite direction, and both teens resigned themselves for and extended period of torture by formal wear.
Puck looked at the clothes Uncle Jake was holding out. "No."
"What do you want then?" Jake asked, exasperated.
"Can I go in this?" Puck asked, pulling his sweatshirt out to look at it.
"Does that look formal to you?"
"Vaguely."
"Nice try."
"Fine. what then?"
"This?"
"NO. No suits."
"This?"
"That's a tux."
After an extremely long hour of searching, Puck and Jake had found a green dress shirt and a pair of dress pants thatthe two of them could agree on. Then they had to wait for the girls.
Sabrina was having an ever more difficult time than Puck. Dresses, dresses, dresses! None of them just right. It wasn't that sabrina didn't like dresses, it was that... well, she had a reputation as a tough girl to keep going, plus if she HAD to wear a dress, it was going to be perfect. And none of these were.
Daphne had found one she liked quickly. It was knee length and bright pink with bows, sparkles, and pleats, with matching pink shoes. Exactly the opposite of anything Sabrina wanted. Granny, of course, would be wearing something she had already. Typical.
So that left Sabrina. Granny and Daphne had fun at first, but after and hour and a half, even the two of them were getting annoyed.
"Isn't there ONE you like" Daphne pleaded.
"No."
"Well, you're going to have to pick one. They're almost out of ones in your size." Granny said.
"How about giving ME a chance to look for my dress?" Sabrina asked dryly.
"Novel idea!" Granny cried.
"I know." Sabrina muttered. "I'm a regular genius."
After searching almost every rack in the store, she found it. A fairly plain blue dress sitting on a discount shelf in the back of the store, it looked like it came to a little obove her knees and had fishnet stockings to go along with it. There was also a loose black leather coat with wide sleeves that had blue insets by the cuffs. the edges of the dress were trimmed with black lace.
Amazingly, the dress fit. This was the good news. The bad news was that Neither Daphne or Granny liked it. They gave in eventually when sabrina made it quite clear that this was the only dress she would agree to wear. Then they went off to find her a pair of shoes. Sabrina's shoes upset them even more than the dress did, actually. They were knee length leather boots that matched the coat almost perfectly.
The night of the grand opening, Sabrina was tortured yet again by Daphne and Granny, who had forgiven her for her choice of dress and were now resigned to make her look as good as possible "in spite of that atrocious outfit" as Granny had put it. So sabrina put up with another 30 minutes of torture, this time involving several hair brushes and an assortment of makeup. When they were done, Sabrina's hair was up in some compicated swirl involving some really long chopstick things and an assortment of bobby pins, and she was wearing really nice makeup. Not too much, and not too little, either. Sabrina liked the makeup. Her hair, on the other hand, she preferred down. Oh well, that could be fixed. She headed downstairs, discreetly removing bobby pins as she went.
Puck was waiting downstairs by himself. Sabrina surprised herself by thinking that he looked really cute. She hadn't thought about him that way in ages!
"Where's Uncle Jake?" She asked.
"He left early to pick up Briar." Puck was looking at her strangely.
"What?" She asked, pulling out a bobby pin.
"Nothing. You look nice."
"Oh. Thanks." Sabrina removed another bobby pin. "You do, too."
"Thanks." Puck looked a little red. "I like your dress."
"Granny and Daphene don't." Another bobby pin left her head.
"Is that what they were so mad about when we went shopping?" Puck snorted.
Goodbye, bobby pin! "Yup."
After a longish silence, Puck asked, "What are you doing to your hair?"
"Pulling out the bobby pins." Sabrina dropped one of the last ones in her pocket. "I like it better down."
Just then, Daphne and Granny came down the stairs, red in tow. She was wearin, surprise surprise, a red dress.
"Where have you been?" Sabrina asked her.
"Hiding."
"From what?"
"Having to go dress shopping."
"Lucky."
"Why?"
"Cause you actually HID"
Then it was off to the party.
Luscious Lips was a small building in the center of town. Sabrina was fairly sure that it had formerly been the location of a bike shop. There was a crowd inside so big that Sabrina was surprised anyone could walk. There were several stands with chapstic placed in tasteful patterns around signs that said "take one"
Puck immediately headed for the food, Granny, Daphne and Red went off to look at the chapstic and mingle, and Sabrina headed off to the emptiest corner she could find, after calling towards Puck, "Get me some chips!"
She was practicing her people watching when Puck found her. He had tapped her on the shoulder a couple of times and called her name twice before resorting to waving the plate of food in her face.
Sabrina snapped her head up, looking over at Puck. "Did you say something?"
"What were you thinking about?" He handed her a plate piled high with chips and her favorite salsa.
"How hungry do you think I am?" she asked, staring at the plate of chips.
"You barely ate any dinner, Grimm."
"Well, how much do you expect me to eat of the sheeps brains and brussel sprout soup?" She picked up a chip and after dipping it in salsa, she shoved it in her mouth.
"I liked it."
"As I've said before, you like everything."
"True." Puck replied, watching Sabrina inhale her chips and salsa. "What were you thinking about?"
"Nothing."
"Suuuure."
"Shut up."
"Tell me what you were thinkng about."
"It's dumb."
"Spill."
"N- Why is there a Dance floor in here?"
"What dance floor?"
"That one." Sabrina pointed.
"Since when is that there?"
"No clue."
"Tell me waht you were thinking about."
Thankfully, Daphne and Red ran up just then. "Guys!" Daphne called, "Come dance with us!"
Maybe not so thanfully after all. "Ummm, I really don't dance, Daph."
"Please?" She begged. "I let you get the dress, didn't I?"
"She's got you there, Grimm." Puck laughed.
"I'll go if you do." She shot back.
Puck raised his eyebrows, but surprisingly said yes. So the four of them made their way to the dance floor and Sabrina and Puck proceeded to bounce awkwardly to the beat, while Red and Daphne had a great time jumping and embarassing the two teens. This went on for several songs, and Sabrina was just about to squirm her way out when a slow song came on. By the time Sabrina and Puck noticed that the music had changed, the two younger girls had dissapeared. And there was an extremely thick crowd between Sabrina and any way off the dance floor.
She looked up at Puck. "What should we do?"
"We could just stand here until we can find a way out."
"Way too awkward."
"Well, we could dance."
"You know how? Cause I don't."
"Sort of. We could fake it."
"How?"
"Like so." Puck said. Then he stepped closer to Sabrina and put his arms on her waist. "Put your arms on my shoulders." He whisphered. Then he started swaying a little to the music. Sabrina followed along. As soon as the song was over, the two raced off the dance floor and avoided each other for the rest of the evening.
Later, as they were going home, Granny asked "Now, Sabrina, was that so bad?"
Sabrina thought for a minute, then said slowly, "Strangely enough, no."
an~ wow. this morphed out of what i thought it was gonna be a lot, but i really really reeeeeeeeeealy wanted to do a formal party in here somewhere, and i just thought the idea of a chapstic store was cool. i want one. and i am right now waiting for next year and writing to keep myself from falling asleep. haha im over a tenth of the way there! 89 more chapters to go! happy new year! *blows noisemaker in your face*