A/N Okay, so this is definitely taking longer than I thought it would, but I still love this! And to all the reviewers, I LOVE YOU GUYS!! You make my day, really you do! And to those who don't have accounts or are too lazy to sign in, I may not be able to respond to your reviews like I do with the ones who do have accounts, but I treasure them all the same! So thanks!
But by the way, this has been bugging me for a while: WHY THE HECK DOES EVERYONE WHO WRITES IN SISTERS GRIMM USE ABERCROMBIE AND FITCH TO DESCRIBE CLOTHES????
If anyone can answer that with a good reason for me, I would highly appreciate it. Because I don't get it. Maybe it's because I'm probably at least four or five years older than most of the people who read/write for Sisters Grimm, but I don't really like Abercrombie and Fitch. And where would they get the clothes? I rather doubt there would be a store for it in Ferryport Landing of all places. So stop using A&F to describe your clothes, because people like me get absolutely no description from that!
Ok, sorry for ranting. Enjoy!
Oh!! Another by the way. My birthday's soon!!! Yay!!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. The songs are "Unwritten" by Natasha Bedingfield, and "Best Days" by Matt White. I've actually written a oneshot for Sisters Grimm using "Best Days" but it's not Puckabrina. It's SabrinaXEdmund. (If you're wondering who Edmund is, you'll have to wait and see!! :) )
And thanks always to libaka for beta-ing. You rock!
Chapter 19: Sing
Puck yawned and made his way down the hall, blinking sleepily. As he padded down the stairs, he heard giggling from the kitchen. 'What's going on?' he thought to himself as he crossed the dining room to the kitchen door.
As he reached for the handle, he thought he heard music playing, and Daphne's voice singing the words, cracking slightly on the high notes. He winced and pulled back. He had started to realize that there were moments when the girls needed to be alone. And by alone, that meant he wasn't supposed to be there. Granny had defined them kindly as "girl time." Daphne, Red, and Sabrina could be scary if he disturbed "girl time."
Puck wondered if this was "girl time" and if so would he get in trouble for barging in.
As he wavered between going back to bed or walking in, Daphne bounced out of the kitchen. Puck straightened immediately and tried to look as if he had only just arrived. The small girl smiled brilliantly at him and continued on her way upstairs. Puck scratched his head. What was that supposed to mean? Was it okay for him to go in?
He decided it was and headed towards the door. He froze when Red slipped out the door after Daphne. He watched her leave, giggling softly, and bit his lip. He was hungry. But what if it was still "girl time?" Sabrina would kill him!
The fairy hesitated for a few more moments, then strode determinedly towards the door. "Girl time" was over! It was "Puck and Food" time now! He reached for the handle for the second time, and froze for the third time.
Sabrina was still in there, and the radio was on. Sabrina thought she was alone, and so Sabrina was singing. Puck frantically thought that it was time to create a Plan B. Run and hide until "girl time" was officially over? Or go eat breakfast and hope Sabrina doesn't mind?
He wondered suddenly what she was singing. He didn't know a lot of music, but he'd found that generally what she liked he liked. Canis had loved her iPod, so whatever she knew well enough to sing along to, it couldn't be so bad, right?
Sabrina's voice trickled through the door. "I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines. We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't live that way! Staring at the blank page before you, Open up the dirty window, Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find…"
Puck gripped the door knob gently and opened the door a sliver. Peeking in, he saw Sabrina mixing something on the stove and swaying somewhat to the music emanating from the radio. She was still singing quietly, smiling to herself as she moved to the cabinets.
Puck pulled away from the door and leaned against the wall outside the kitchen. He bobbed his head gently to the music still playing in the kitchen. She wasn't bad. Better than Daphne anyway. But he still wasn't sure what to do. If Sabrina got embarrassed, he wouldn't get to eat any of what she was making, and if she didn't mind, he'd feel uncomfortable knowing he had basically spied on her for a few minutes beforehand.
Puck jumped when he heard the music shut off. Sabrina's footsteps started towards the door and he panicked. Leaping towards the living room, he dashed out of the kitchen. He sprinted towards the stairs, terrified that he would die. He might have made it out of her sight, if it hadn't been for the carelessly placed book on the floor.
Tripping on the book, Puck tumbled into the hall table, and sprawled out on the living room carpet. He came to a stop in front of the couch. He sighed wearily, coughing on the dust from the rug, and reluctantly lifted his head and looked back towards the kitchen.
Sabrina was frozen, one hand on the door handle, one gently holding some plates for the dining room table. She blinked at him, then looked at the book on the floor. Her eyes went back to Puck.
Puck smiled nervously. "Er…morning?"
Sabrina blinked again, and snorted. She burst out laughing, and Puck found himself starting to chuckle as well. The chuckles grew louder, and eventually he was rolling with laughter.
The girl put the plates gently on the table and walked over to him, still laughing. "Are, are you okay?" she managed between guffaws.
Puck nodded, still laughing helplessly. Sabrina gripped his arm and tugged him to his feet. The two stood there giggling, and then Sabrina wiped a tear from her eye, dusted him off, and asked, "What happened?"
Puck snorted and answered. "I heard you singing, figured you didn't want an audience, and was trying to figure out what to do when I heard you coming. I panicked, tripped over the book, and, well, here I am!" The two started laughing again, and Sabrina shook her head.
"You tripped over a book? Where was it?" Puck pointed to the middle of the hallway. Sabrina scratched her head. "I wonder what it was doing there…" The two thought for a moment, shrugged, and then Sabrina started back to the dining room, calling over her shoulder.
"Well, now that you're up, I guess you can help me." Puck sighed exaggeratedly, and followed her in.
After setting the table, the two went into the kitchen, where Sabrina continued cooking, Puck leaning against the counter watching. He shifted repeatedly, his eyes moving around the kitchen. Eventually Sabrina said, "Oh alright. Turn on the radio again." Puck grinned and went over to it.
Flipping it on, he wandered back to Sabrina. She smiled and the two started bobbing to the music exaggeratedly. Eventually Puck sang, "Do you believe, in love at first sight? I think you do, we're hangin' out, with one another. Those are the best days of my, those are the best days of my, those are the best days of my life…"
Sabrina laughed and Puck grinned. He held out a hand and she smiled and took it. They started dancing slowly around the kitchen, Puck singing under his breath.
When the song finished, the two separated, Puck bowing playfully. Sabrina curtsied and returned to the stove.
Puck leaned back against the counter, watching her silently. Sabrina glanced up at him, and he hurriedly looked away. She ducked her head back towards the stove, stirring quickly. Puck, as he looked determinedly out the window, felt his cheeks heating up. He rubbed the back of his neck, and looked back at Sabrina. He blinked when she held his gaze. He flushed, and opened his mouth, only to close it again. Sabrina smiled shyly at him, and he rubbed his neck again, grinning foolishly at her. She turned back to the stove, though not before he noticed a growing grin on her face.
When she finished cooking, Puck helped her silently. She hesitated, looking at him, as they heard Red and Daphne returning to the kitchen. Sabrina blurted out quickly, "I do."
Puck looked at her. "Huh?"
"Love at first sight. I do, actually." She flashed a quick smile at him.
Puck smiled back, scratching his head. "Heh. Me too."
Sabrina nodded, pushing back her hair. "You're not a bad singer."
"Neither are you. Daphne's awful though."
Puck heard a slight laugh from the girl as she walked towards the door, where Daphne and Red could be heard chatting. As she passed him, she pecked his cheek gently. "Thanks for helping me."
Puck stood there, grinning widely. As he followed her out the door, he whispered to no one, "My pleasure."
Of course, neither Puck nor Sabrina knew that Daphne had, with Red's help, planned for him to trip over the book. She put it there, after all.
*End*
I hope you liked it! Please R&R,
Tam
p.s. Happy Easter to those who celebrate it. and Hag Sameach to those who celebrate Passover.