AN~ Thanks to Blue-Eyed-Lily, TheSecretWeasley5147, and Grimmgirl for brainstorming assistance on what Puck would do when he lived in New York!

"Puck?" Someone was shouting. "You up there, buddy?"

"Sh!" Puck called back down. "There's a hobo over there, and we just got him to go away!"

"Oh, sorry, dude." the person said. "Gimme a second, all right?"

There was a brief scuffling noise, then a scruffy head appeared on a level with their branch.

"Who's this?" The boy asked.

"This is Sabrina Grimm." Puck said. "Sabrina, this is Jonas the Betrayer."

"You mentioned him, I think." Sabrina said. "Something about him laughing you off the face of the earth if he heard about-"

She couldn't complete her sentence because Puck's hand was suddenly over her mouth, cutting off her air circulation. Ignoring the slight tingle where his skin touched her, she licked his palm to get him off her.

"Grimm!" Puck complained, pulling his hand back quickly and wiping his palm on his shirt.

Jonas snorted. "Nice to meet you, I guess." He said to Sabrina. "Is the king back to stay?"

"The king has abdicated." Puck said. "Mustardseed's in charge, like it should have been from the beginning."

"What?" Jonas asked. "You willingly gave up kingship?"

"Too much responsibility." Puck said. "Plus, my mom was getting on my nerves. All I ever wanted was the title, and princes have all the fun anyway."

"True." Jonas said. "But it still sounds kind of crazy, no offense."

"None taken." Puck grinned. "Gonna be busy for a while anyway. You here the other day?"

"The party? No." Jonas said.

He said something else, but Sabrina wasn't paying attention. She's been sipping her monster throughout the conversation, and she was getting bored. There was a bird on that tree over there. What did birds think about all day? Did birds think? Did they ever wonder if there was more to life than sitting around eating seeds? Sunflower seeds would taste good right now. Why hadn't Puck bought food, too? Why just this drink? Mmm... It was good, too. She wanted more. She also wanted to be up and moving. This whole sitting-still thing was getting kind of boring. There were Puck and Jonas, just sitting there, talking. What were they talking about? And since when did Puck spend so long just sitting there! He didn't even like to talk!

"Grimm?" Someone was saying.

She shook herself, focusing back in on what was happening.

"Take this." She told him, handing him her drink.

"Why?" Puck asked.

"It's making me weirdly hyper. I'm zoning out, and it's worrying me. What if something happens?"

"Nothing's going to happen." Puck rolled his eyes.

"That's what you think." Sabrina said mysteriously. "But seriously, every time I've thought that, something's gone horribly wrong."

"Being on top of things is good." Jonas said. "When you watch your back you have less openings to get stabbed."

"You would know." Puck grinned.

"Hey, I've been good recently!" Jonas protested. "Haven't betrayed anyone in... oh, it's gotta be more than fifty years, now!"

"Seriously?" Puck asked. "Why not?"

"No big battles, mostly." Jonas grinned. "No one to betray."

"I think you should join the Scarlet Hand, then." Sabrina said. "Betray them, not us, thanks."

"That could be arranged." Jonas said thoughtfully. "It'd probably be fun, fooling them all."

"That would be amazingly useful." Puck grinned. "We could use some inside information. Not that anyone's doing anything right now."

Sabrina was about to add on to that, then she remembered that she was still wearing her nightgown.

"Ahhh... shoot!" She cried, spreading her wings as she jumped from the tree, nightgown billowing around her. "I need to get changed! I'll let you two catch up, then I expect a day of fun, safe excitement!"

"Where's the fun in that?" Puck called back playfully.

Sabrina made a rude gesture at him without turning around, then ran for the Hans Christian Anderson statue.

"Better not let your dad see you do that!" Puck grinned after her.

Sabrina just rolled her eyes and walked into the Golden Egg.

It took her entirely too long to find her room, and once she did, she decided that a long, hot shower, a hair and tooth brushing, and some breakfast were in order. She considered putting some makeup on, but decided it wasn't worth the effort to try and make it look half as nice as it did when Bella helped. As a result, it was almost an hour before she returned to the restaurant proper.

"'Bout time." Puck complained as she walked through the doors. "If you're going to take forever, next time I'll wake you up at five!"

"Please no." Sabrina shuddered. "Why'd you leave the tree?"

"Too many people." Jonas said. "We might have been seen by someone other than a crazy hobo."

"I don't think he was crazy, per se." Sabrina said tactfully. "A little-"

"Insane." Puck interrupted. "The word you want is insane. But bonkers works, too. So does deranged, and-"

"Many other words that we don't want to get into." Sabrina interrupted. "What are we doing today?"

"I... hadn't really planned it." Puck said. "Jonas?"

Jonas shruged. "Most of what you did falls under the category of 'dangerous,' and she specifically said she wanted to be safe. That sort of cancels out anything fun."

"We could... I dunno..."

"Oh, this is pathetic!" Sabrina said. "I'm going back to sleep. Wake me up when you think of something good."

"Wait!" Puck yelped, reaching for her as she stood. "I'll show you my music collection!"

"You have a music collection?" Sabrina asked.

"Please." Puck said. "I'm an expert on entertainment through history."

"He is." Jonas said. "He's got a huge collection of music, and movies, and games. It's kind of ridiculous."

"Sounds cool." Sabrina said. "I'm game."

"Great." Puck grinned, standing up.

"Hey, listen." Jonas said. "While you do that, I'm going to go find our why Arthenus isn't here yet."

He got up and walked out the front door as Sabrina and Puck headed through the back towards Puck's room, which Sabrina had yet to visit.

"Arthenus..." Sabrina said thoughtfully. "He's the one who bet you couldn't eat the horse, right?"

"Yup." Puck said. "Figured my old friends was part of showing you around."

"So what did you do while you were living here?" Sabrina asked curiously.

"Watched movies, bought games, played games, studied entertainment, and made trouble. Lots of trouble." Puck grinned. "And- here we are!" He opened the door of his bedroom dramatically.

Sabrina blinked. The room was huge, which she'd sort of expected, but so completely unlike his 'bedroom' in Ferryport Landing that she wasn't sure it was the right place, at first. Each of the four walls was devoted to a specifically categorized and organized shelf. The wall to the left of the door was covered in CDs, the wall to the right in movies, and the wall directly ahead of her with board games and puzzles. Once she'd walked through the door, she turned around to see that the remaining wall held a state-of-the-art entertainment system covered with video games. The other furnishings in the room were simple, a small four-poster bed with green sheets; a table with a collection of office chairs, the kind that spun around and could be rolled across the floor; a plush green carpet; and some scattered beanbags.

"Whoa." Sabrina said. "It's... different."

"Different good or different bad?" Puck asked.

"Different not what I was expecting." Sabrina said. "It's a lot... neater than I thought it would be."

"I had to keep it like this because otherwise I wouldn't be able to find anything." Puck said dryly. "Plus, I don't spend much time here anymore."

"How many movies do you have?" Sabrina asked.

"About a million, give or take a thousand." Puck said airily. "They're organized alphabetically by year, in case you were wondering."

"How far do they go back?"

"The eighteen sixties." Puck said. "There were some motion pictures before then, but nothing worth buying. They were ridiculously expensive back then, and had awful quality."

"And your music?"

"I had all my records and tapes transferred to CD as soon as possible." Puck said. "Started as soon as there was any music worth listening to. But I kept the vinyls. They've just got this- quality, I guess- that CDs don't. The tapes I gave away. I might switch to MP3's soon."

"I kind of meant how much music do you have." Sabrina said. "But while we're on the subject, where are the records?"

"Under my bed." Puck said. "I didn't have room for them anywhere else. And I have... no idea how many CDs I have. More than I do movies."

"I kind of guessed that." Sabrina said dryly, still a litle awed. "I mean, the wall's the same size, but CDs are smaller, and all... Are they organized the same way?"

"No." Puck said. "They're arranged alphabetically by artist."

"And here I thought you didn't know the alphabet until this year." Sabrina muttered quietly.

"I didn't." Puck grinned sheepishly. "Mustardseed helped."

"You big baby!" Sabrina said. "Getting your brother to organize your stuff for you!"

"Hey!" Puck protested. "I did the games by myself!"

"And how are they arranged, pray tell?" Sabrina said dryly."

"Age." Puck said. "The bottom left corner is the oldest, and they get newer the further up and right you go."

"Did you get them all after you moved here from- wherever you lived before?"

"England, and no." Puck said. "I've got a few really old games from Egypt and Greece and all those countries, but nobody knows how to play those games anymore. And I have a really nice Chess set that I mooched off Shakespeare. Ivory and obsidian, with gold and silver inlays."

"Wow." Sabrina ginned. "Sounds like something I'd be afraid to touch. She stopped for a minute. "Wait. You made Shakespeare give it to you?"

"Relax." Puck said. "He got it off the queen anyway. It's not like he had to pay for it or anything."

"That's a little better, then." Sabrina said. "But you wanted to show me your music collection?"

"Unless you'd rather sit around and watch movies all day." Puck said.

"No, music is good." Sabrina said. "Movies are hitting a little close to home right now."

"Yeah, I can see how that might happen." Puck grinned. "You'll adjust eventually."

"How do you know?" Sabrina accused. "It's not like you've ever had to deal with stuff like this being sprung on you."

Puck took the accusation in stride. "You're the kind of person who raises a fuss, but then bounces back pretty well. You'll be fine."

"How do you know?" Sabrina asked.

"Had to be, to survive this long." Puck said. "You're a coper."

"A coper who keeps getting sidetracked." Sabrina said. "Back to your music."

"Right." Puck grinned. "Any kind in particular you like, or want to hear? I've probably got it here somewhere."

"I dunno..." Sabrina said. "I don't really listen to music.

"Seriously?" Puck asked.

Sabrina shrugged defensively. "Well, before my parents were kidnapped, I was like, ten, and there's no real music for ten-year-olds, because they've outgrown 'the wheels on the bus' and haven't grown into adult music, and then I was in the orphanage, and I guess it never really caught on."

"Well, then, I'll just have to educate you!" Puck said.

"Educate me?" Sabrina said.

"On my personal preferences in music." Puck replied.

"Right." Sabrina said.

"Okay, here goes." Puck said, heading for the shelf, grabbing a case, and crossing to his CD player. He popped open both the CD case and the lid of the player, sliding the CD in deftly.

An upbeat sound filled the room, and Sabrina found herself enjoying it, much to her surprise. She'd sort of been expecting any music Puck liked to be rather insane, and nothing in her taste.

"What is this?" She asked, swaying a little to the music.

"The Beatles." Puck replied. "Their Abbey Road album. You want to see the songs?"

"They probably won't mean anything to me." Sabrina said dryly. "But sure."

Puck tossed her the case, sitting down on the bed. He overshot, though, and Sabrina fumbled to catch it, falling off balance and sitting down hard on the floor, much to Puck's amusement.

"Not funny." Sabrina said irritably, looking at the CD case. "This is the first one, right?"

"Yeah." Puck said, still chuckling.

"So this is... Come Together?"

"That's what it says, right?" Puck asked impatiently."

Sabrina made a face at him. "I like it."

Puck grinned, then started singing along quietly. Sabrina gaped at him as he continued to sing along, stopping after about thirty seconds when he noticed she was staring at him.

"What?" He asked irritably.

"A, you can sing. B, you know all the words to this?"

"And most of their other songs." Puck said. "And Journey, and some of my other favorite bands."

"Journey?" Sabrina asked.

"Another band from the same era." Puck said with a sigh. "The sixties and seventies were great for music. A little heavy on the drugs and alchohol, I guess, but if that's what it takes to get some good creativity in the music department, well, maybe it's worth it."

"I'm not sure I agree with that." Sabrina said guardedly. "They say that stuff kills your brain."

"But it makes good music. The Beatles will never be forgotten." Puck said. "Might have kept doing it, too, if it weren't for Yoko."

"Yoko?" Sabrina asked.

"Yoko Ono." Puck said disgustedly. "Broke up the Beatles. The greatest band in history, broken up because of a girl."

"Wow." Sabrina said. "That's kind of sad."

"It's awful." Puck made a face. "But this is a depressing topic. Let's play a game while we wait for Jonas and Art to show up."

"Art?"

"Arthenus is too long for everyday use." Puck said. "What game do you want to play?"

"I'd kind of like to see your million dollar Chess set."

"You realize I haven't played Chess in forever, right?"

"Good." Sabrina said. "Then I'll have a chance to win. I'm horrible at Chess."

They set up the game and started playing, Puck taking advantage of Sabrina's interest in the music to gain an advantage, but Sabrina attempting to move several pieces around when he got up to change the CD, the two arguing fiercely about the fairness of the game, but overall enjoying themselves. Sabrina didn't even complain too badly when Puck won.

They had played three games of Chess, two of Sorry, and one each of Life, Clue, Monopoly, and Checkers. listening to all of Puck's Beatles collection, as well as some music by Journey, Simon & Garfunkel, R.E.M. and Pink Floyd in the process, and were beginning to play Connect Four when Jonas and Art finally made their appearance.

"Took you long enough." Puck complained as the door opened.

"Sorry," a deep voice answered, "The subway was packed, and I got turned around."

Sabrina turned around to see the speaker and stopped, dumbfounded. He was huge. This monstrosity posing as a person must be Art, she decided. He was at least six foot six, with curly blonde hair, bulging muscles, bright blue eyes, and a ruddy tan.

"Hi." He said in his deep voice, grinning crookedly at her. "You're Sabrina, I take it. The replacement."

Sabrina raised an eyebrow. "Call me that again and I'll break your face. You're Arthenus?"

"Art." He replied. "And I don't think you'd do much damage. They don't call me world-smasher for nothing."

"I'd try it anyway." Sabrina said.

"Fiesty, isn't she?" Art grinned at her.

Sabrina rolled her eyes and went back to the game.

"How've you been, Art?" Puck asked.

"Great." Art grinned. "Aside from the fact that I just found out you came back for Christmas. What the heck, bro? Why didn't you visit?"

"I was busy." Puck said absenly, watching as Sabrina slid a red circle into a slot.

"I've noticed." Jonas said dryly. "What, now you've got a girlfriend, you're ignoring the rest of us?"

Sabrina jumped up angrily. "What is this?" She asked loudly. "Can't a guy and a girl be friends without everyone jumping to conclusions? WE'RE NOT DATING!"

"Chill, fireball." Art said, raising a big hand. "It is the natural conclusion, you know. What with all the signs and all..."

"The signs are wrong." Puck said shortly. "We're just friends."

"Right." Jonas snorted.

Puck rolled his eyes and returned to the game.

After a few minutes filled with no noise but the R.E.M. CD quietly playing 'It's the End of the World as We Know It,' Art spoke up.

"Look, Puck?" He said. "Sorry about that. Can we just forget about it? Have some fun? I haven't seen you in ten years. Let's not start off like this."

"Right." Puck said, sighing.

He got up, and the two shook hands. After a slight hesitation, Jonas joined in.

"I win." Sabrina said quietly, placing a last chip in the Connect Four board.

"Oh, that's low." Puck said as the group dissolved in laughter.