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Chapter 7. Scissors

Puck glanced up from his concentrated stare on trying to figure out how to unlock the child lock on the fridge when Red skipped into the kitchen.

"What's up, kiddo?" he asked.

"Nothing!" Red said happily as she pulled a chair over to the drawer. Opening it, she searched for a few moments, then pulled out a pair of scissors. "Got it!"

She skipped back out and Puck blinked. What was that about? He figured it was more worthwhile than trying to get into the stupid fridge, so he got up and followed her cheerful footsteps. He peered up the stairs and listened as she skipped down the hall. Hmmmm. She was going into the girls' room. Puck pulled out his wings and floated silently up the stairs. Landing gently outside the door, he peeked in. And felt his heart stop.

"What are you doing?" he yelped as he lunged into the room, grabbing the scissors from Sabrina's hand before she could close the blades around her long hair.

Sabrina blinked at him. "I'm trimming my hair, doofus. What does it look like?"

"Trimming? More like hacking!"

"Hey, I know what I'm doing! Give those back!"

"Does Granny know?" Sabrina froze. "I thought not. Oh Gra~nny!" Puck called down the hall.

"Stop it!" Sabrina covered his mouth as Granny called back. "It's nothing Granny! We're just playing!" she hissed at Puck, "Will you quit it?"

Red tugged at the hood of her cloak nervously. "Is something wrong?" Puck nodded.

"She's trying to cut off her hair! That's what's wrong!"

Daphne piped up. "It's just a trim. She's done it before."

Puck blinked. "Really?"

Sabrina grabbed the scissors back. "Of course I have. I had to do it on my own for a year, you know. And Granny doesn't know how fast it grows, so she doesn't take me to a salon."

Puck huffed. "Well, it looked like more than a trim, okay?"

Sabrina sighed. "You can watch, if that makes you happy. I'm sure you know that there won't be any accidents, right?" she narrowed her eyes at the boy, who nodded rapidly. He didn't want to know what she'd do to him if he bumped her while she snipped at her hair.

Red fixed the towel the girls had set out under Sabrina, and Puck settled down against the bed. Daphne leaned from her perch at the end of the bed and whispered, "So….you like Sabrina's hair, huh?" She grinned evilly at Puck. He flushed.

"Do not!" he hissed but was hushed by Sabrina.

"Come on! It's not easy to do this, you know! Be quiet!" The boy swallowed his retort and fell silent.

Red quietly held the mirror for Sabrina as the girl combed out her hair again and started trimming away at the ends. Daphne kicked her heels and watched silently.

Puck fidgeted. Every time the scissors snipped at her hair, he tensed a little. What if she missed? Or if Red dropped the mirror at exactly the wrong moment? She'd have to cut it even, and then maybe she'd mess up again, and then she'd have to cut it even shorter.

About half an hour passed, and Puck was sure that he'd aged at least another thousand years. But Sabrina was good to her word, and didn't make one mistake. Red dusted off the blonde girl's shoulders and gently folded the towel up to toss the cut hair later. Daphne started jumping up and down on the bed.

"That was fun! You're really good at that, Sabrina! Isn't she great, Puck?"

Puck shrugged. "Sure. Whatever." He glowered at the scissors in Sabrina's hand.

Daphne grinned again as Red paused and glanced up at the boy, then cocked her head as if suddenly understanding something.

"Is that what it is, then?" She looked at Daphne, who nodded happily. "Oh. How sweet." She smiled at Puck, and finished folding.

Sabrina glanced around, combing through her hair again. "What's sweet?"

Puck cut in loudly. "Nothing! You should probably put those scissors away before the old lady notices." Sabrina looked at him quizzically, then nodded.

Red chimed in happily. "I'll do it! Daphne, can you help me?" Daphne leapt off the bed before Puck could protest.

"Of course, Red! I'd be glad to help! Stay here you two, we'll be right back!" The two younger girls slid out the door, giggling madly.

Sabrina asked, "Do you have any idea what that was about?"

Puck blushed. "Nope! None at all!"

Sabrina shrugged. "Okay…."

The two sat in silence for a bit. Sabrina finally sighed and got up. "I should probably go see what those two are up to." She moved to the door, but Puck got up and stopped her.

"Promise you won't ever mess up?"

"Huh?"

"Well, if you mess up, you have to cut more off, and then you might mess up again, and then eventually your hair would be all short. Promise you won't."

Sabrina stared at Puck, who prayed he wasn't blushing too much. What had possessed him to say that?!

He opened his mouth. "Nevermi-"

"Okay."

"Wha?"

"Okay. I won't." Sabrina smiled nervously at Puck and then quickly left the room. Puck stood silently for a few moments.

"Huh." He smiled and left the room to go back to trying to figure out how to open that stupid child's lock.

But not before stealing one of the locks of hair from the towel.

tada! I hope you enjoyed it. Please R&R!

Tam