Once again everyone thank you so much for waiting! :) Now I just wanted to quickly say you guys might get a little confused because when I had written this part of the story I had originally made it so that Sabrina, angry at Puck, was calling him Pixie to annoy him except I kept accidentally writing Puck instead. So just so you know Puck/Pixie is referring to the trickster king. Please don't forget to vote&and comment!
~MEPCT33<3
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Puck’s P.O.V
He had only asked her if she was ok and what her dream had been about and now she was staring at him as if he’d grown two heads. “What, did I say something wrong?”
“No I just, Puck you never talk like this! What happened? Did Musterseed get stuck in your body or something?” He automatically stiffened, the Grimm’s didn’t know that Musterseed had died, or rather was now human and no longer fairy. He’d been kicked out of the castle and had broken any connection with Puck and his mother. While he was thinking of this he realized that Sabrina was now looking zoned out and she was leaning against him. “Earth to Sabrina, Earth to Sabrina!” She didn’t reply and Puck wondered if maybe she was only realizing now that she had been leaning against him. Finally she began to speak.
“Oh, I’m sorry. You wanted to um know what I had been dreaming about. Well to be honest I was dreaming about some, er, things about my past and it was just, well, I guess you could say I never had much of a past. I mean one minute I’m playing with dolls and the next I’m escaping from abusive families with my sister. But, I don’t know why I’m telling you this,” she laughed bitterly, “I learned from a really young age that the only person looking out for you is yourself. Even with my parents here again I can’t trust anyone fully now. Oh, why am I telling you this?”
“You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.” Puck whispered and he was aghast about how much he didn’t know about her. Puck had always assumed that life for Sabrina had been easy, no people trying to control your life and now he was realizing that it was a lot more complex than he had thought.
“No,” she sighed and (he predicted) subconsciously leaned against him. “I was dreaming about this guy named Jeremy who had been in the orphanage at the same time as me. No one liked him and I constantly found him stalking me. One time I confronted him and he told me that I was, well, I don’t really want to say. Let’s just say it wasn’t a very nice thing.” Puck, surprised at his own anger, felt like punching that guy in the face. Whoa, where was this coming from?
“You don’t have to say anything,” he paused to see if she’d tell him. She didn’t so he continued, “when I was young it was like my whole life was planned out for me. Sometimes it felt like if I didn’t walk a certain way I’d be a huge disappointment and finally decided I just didn’t care. So I left, and now well,” he chuckled, “I got stuck here with you. But something I never told you was well; you’re not that bad as…. you know what forget it.” He expected her to press him and ask what he was about to say, instead she didn’t reply and Puck realized she had fallen asleep. Slowly he began to stroke her hair and lay her down slowly. She turned to face him and he too began to slowly drift into unconsciousness…
Sabrina’s P.O.V
She slowly shifted and frowned in her sleep as her face rubbed again something soft. Annoyed she shifted her face only to find her rubbing against something that felt a lot like…skin! She snapped her eyes open to find a very amused looking Puck and then realized, she was sprawled on top of him and was rubbing herself against his face! Quickly she got off Puck and he sat up.
