AN~ I'm cringing at how much I didn't change this. You better like it, Puckabrina diehards. Inspired by the book Cherry Heaven.
Puck needed sugar. Desperately. He hadn't had any in days, and Daphne had recently told him about blood sugar, and how you needed a certain level of it to survive. He was sure he was dying. He could feel himself going faint.
He staggered into the the kitchen, and there he saw it.
Sabrina was finishing off a doughnut, the store-bought kind covered in powdered sugar, and there was a coat of white frosting around the edges of her mouth.
Puck wanted- no, needed that sugar. He was sure of it (and he ignored the little voice in his head that suggested that maybe his sudden need for a steady amount of blood sugar had appeared the same way his book allergy had- out of his own conviction that it existed and his shapeshifting abilities), and it became all he could think about. Never mind the fact that there was probably something else sugary in the kitchen. Veronica and Granny might have put the whole house on a diet for the summer, but it wasn't like Henry, Sabrina, Daphne, and Jake weren't cheating on it all over the place (hence doughnuts). But all thought had left his head at the sight of the pastry.
He walked over to Sabrina in a trancelike state.
"Puck?" Sabrina asked warily, backing away as he invaded her personal space.
Puck ignored her and kept moving forward.
"What are you doing?" Sabrina asked, having reached the counter, unable to back up anymore.
Puck just concentrated on the sugar, getting even closer. He could see the individual specks of it on her face, now.
"Puck!" Sabrina sounded a bit freaked out now. "Answer me!"
Puck was almost, almost close enough now... There!
He leaned forward and licked the sugar off Sabrina's lips.
It was delicious! Perfect, glorious, amazing sugar! He felt perfectly healthy again, all signs of fatigue and faintness gone. Though he was still a little lightheaded, for some reason.
Puck walked off, mumbling about sugar with a dazed smile on his face.
Sabrina stared after him, shaking her head. He was ridiculous. She needed to try harder to talk Granny out of putting the whole family on this diet. She didn't really want Puck that close to her face again.
At least not until he brushed his teeth.