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Sabrina’s P.O.V
Sabrina kneeled over Puck’s body and tried to mentally prepare herself for what she was about to do-perform CPR on Puck. It was clear that he had fainted and as much as she wanted to deny it he had no pulse and was likely to be dead, but she had to try right? So there she was, leaning in when all of a sudden Pucks eyes snapped open his face went back to normal and he shoved her aside-pretty hard too.
She couldn’t believe it, there was fairy boy pranking her and laughing his head off. She felt this weird sensation, her eyes were watering out of anger and she was most certainly not going to cry in front of him-not like this.
“Ahh I can’t believe you!” Puck was still laughing and as Sabrina shouted he looked at her, not even bothering to contain his amusement. “That WASN’T FUNNY AT ALL! YOU ACTED LIKE YOU WERE DEAD I WAS SO-” She blushed red not believing what she had been about to say.
“So what Sabrina? Worried, scared, in love with me?”
Desperate to change the subject Sabrina and walked over to him. “Did you just call me Sabrina? And why, why, WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS PULLING PRANKS ON ME! YOU ARE SO FREAKING IRRIATING!
“Oh Sabrin-Grimm is angry!” He grinned and she crossed her arms positive that her face was red. He finally stopped laughing, and still grinning spoke leaning forward intently, “Grimm you’re so predictable! All I have to do is push button A and I’ll get this reaction. Push button b and I’ll get another reaction. Blah, blah, blah, you get the point.”
Sabrina opened her mouth and closed it. She opened her mouth and closed it again. Finally she gave up talking and just smacked him in the face; ha she thought bet you didn’t see that coming. He didn’t obviously as his mouth opened wide. “I’m predictable pixie? Well I guess I’ll just show you how unpredictable I can be.” And with a wide smile she stepped around him and headed upstairs. Both teenagers totally oblivious to the rest of the family just gaping at them and Uncle Jake laughing his head off.
For the rest of the day Sabrina remained in her room confused about her feelings and contemplating how exactly she was going to be unpredictable to pixie (since the prank she had decided to infuriate him by not calling him by his name).
Sabrina waited for everyone to go to bed and finally when she was sure they were all unconscious she opened her door slowly and crept towards mirror’s room. Nearly opening the door she heard steps behind her and turned before Pu-Pixie could talk.
“Go to bed Pixie, I don’t really feel like putting up with you right now.” He ruffled his already messy blonde hair and stood there as if contemplating whether to stick with her or go to his bed room and avoid getting punched in the face. Finally, shrugging his shoulders he walked away with one last glance as if to say ‘what has happened to Grimm?’ Good, she thought, I intend to keep him guessing my actions for quite a while.
Sneaking into mirrors room she tapped the glass to wake the sleeping man.
“WHO DARE INVADES MY- oh it’s you.” She looked up to the irritated face of mirror.
“Hey, keep it down,” she tried to frown but ended up smiling. Sometimes it seemed like mirror was her only friend.
“So what do you need?” mirror asked yawning and forgetting the whole poem requiring thing.
“I was wondering if you had a wand or spell that could change my appearance temporarily until I decided I no longer wanted it.”
Mirror gave her a bizarre look and smiled, “sure thing starfish. Give me a sec.” Only a minute later mirror handed her a wand and she took it waving it around her head. Once she was done she looked into the mirror unsure exactly what she’d find.
Puck’s P.O.V
I shrugged my shoulders and walked away glancing once more; she gave me a mysterious smile making me almost regret pulling that prank.
It was 11 am and Grimm still hadn’t come downstairs. I was debating whether or not to go up to talk to her when I heard Daphne gasp. I turned around expecting Sabrina, not a strange girl walk downstairs wearing her clothes.
Unlike Sabrina, she had straight brown hair, her eyes were blue (like Grimms', not that I ever really thought about it before) and the girl wore mascara, and a bit of eyeliner wait-how the heck did I even know this? Without hesitating I popped my wings up and grabbed the girls’ shoulders shoving the girls’ shoulders into the wall.
“Puck!” the old lady called, “what are you doing!” I ignored her and spoke harshly to the unknown girl who had probably kidnapped Grimm.
“Who are you and what have you done with Grimm?”
For a minute she just stared at me and then slowly she smiled and began to laugh. Not the reaction I had expected. “Who am I? My names Sabrina Grimm, I’m your worst enemy and I’m about to prove just how unpredictable I can be.” Somehow, this seemed like the right Sabrina despite her hair and I looked at her unable to speak. With darker hair, somehow she still looked beautifu- gah why do I keep thinking like this? I shrugged trying to act like it was nothing and sat down. I mean, how does one react when a person dyes their hair the completely opposite of its original color and calls you pixie.
Sabrina’s P.O.V
I walked down the stairs and smirked, their expressions were priceless. Mom just raised her eye brow, Daphne bit her hand glancing at Puck and then at me, as well as Red however she didn’t bite her hand (I didn’t know exactly why they were so excited). Dad stared at me and looked like he’d had a heart attack; Granny and Jake looked at me and muttered to each other “kids these days and what they do for love.” Chuckling they glanced at me, and I pretended not to hear them. Elvis just continued gazing at the food and Pixie; well he was just sitting there his mouth opened wide. All of a sudden I was being crushed against the walls and looking up ready to sock my attacker. Except of course, I couldn’t because Puck was my attacker and right now I was a little lost in his face. Wow, I wondered dazed, has Puck always looked this…cute? Shaking my head I barely heard him ask who I was and grinned.
“Who am I? My names Sabrina Grimm, I’m your worst enemy and I’m about to prove Pixie just how unpredictable I can be.” Pixie just shook his head and sat down and I grinned before sitting beside him. I kind of missed my blonde hair but the brown look didn’t look horrible on me.
“Hey ugly,” Pixie spoke and I shrugged I was impressed he had lasted this long without insulting me, “next time you dye your hair you might not want to make yourself look even uglier than how you look with orange hair.”
“Well Pixie,” this was going to be fun freaking him out, “I know for a fact that one, I don’t’ look horrible, two you’re going to regret playing that prank on me and three you’re also going to wish you hadn’t said I was unpredictable.” With that I grinned and walked out the door wondering what I’d do next to freak him out.
*a day and a half later*
Sabrina stood in front of the door wondering if she should risk going in. Granny, Uncle Jake and her parents were all out for some anniversary, Daphne and Red had gone to snow white’s annual bad apple club meeting sleepover and she and Pixie had been the only ones left. Normally that would have been ok with her-but, and as much as she hated to think it, she had just woken up from this really scary dream and to be honest Pixie’s room was the only room she felt safest. Who else could rescue her, she thought grimly.
SO there she was sneaking into her worst enemies’ bedroom where his snores could be heard from a mile away. God, she really hoped that he doesn’t hear her. Sabrina made her way through the forest surprised at how she could find her way around. Finally she approached a calm creek and sat down, trying to forget about what she had dreamed of, when she noticed it. At the very edge, a quarter submerged in water was a dirty rusty old piano. She walked over to it memories of her Dad teaching her and learning a bit of playing it herself she sat on its wet bench ignoring the squishy watery feeling. Ever so slowly she raised her hand and quietly brought it down on a few keys oblivious to who was watching her…
