O.S. May 8 3:20 PM

O.F. May 8 6:21 PM

A/N. Okay-I'm back! :) This one took me really long because I wanted a creative idea. :) But anyways, this goes to an amazing writer named Jordan. :)

Disclaimer: I so don't own SG, nor the personalities. All I own is the plotline and Shawn.

Rated T for minor cursing (not like what I did in THFAR-I apologize for that)

Chapter 7: PB&J

I woke up to sound of wailing.

Lovely, isn't it?

Suddenly, the door burst open, revealing a very pissed off Puck.

"What is it Puck?" I groaned, trying to hide the crying with a pillow. I noticed Daphne wasn't sleeping beside me anymore. Huh, that's a first...

"Sabrina! It's 1 PM! For most of this morning, I had to deal with this monster!" He pointed to the bundle in his arms. Basil cried louder. Puck winced.

I laughed at him, "Just give him to my mom, you dumbo."

Puck snapped indignantly, "Well, for your info, she's not home!"

"What? Why?"

"She went to some stupid meeting in New York. She's coming home tonight...hopefully earlier." While Puck was talking, I took Basil from his arms.

"Sheesh, Puck! Basil's only a baby."

At the sound of his name, Basil smiled, "Bay-siw!"

"A DEMON baby!" Puck retorted.

"Dee-mun!" Basil cried happily. I laughed at how cute Basil was.

"What did you feed Daphne and Red while I was sleeping by the way?"

Puck looked confused, "I'm supposed to feed them?"

I heard two more wails from outside the room and came in two angry little girls, "Puck! We're hungry!"

Red added quietly, "We're starving."

Daphne noticed me awake, "Sabrina! Can you make us PB&J?"

I shot daggers at Puck, then turned back to my sister, "Yeah, sure. But you need breakfast."

"Oh we already had pancakes. Mom made some before she left."

"What time is it now?"

"1 PM-this is the second time I've said this," Puck interrupted, "And Grimm-make me some food too."

"What am I? Your mom?"

"No, but you can be my girlfriend."

Daphne and Red 'ooohed' while my mouth went dry, "Uhh..."

"I'm joking, Sabrina," Puck flashed her a grin, "I know you don't want a relationship like that now."

Puck and I had decided to become friends -and only friends- after the war was over. Yeah he still pranked me, but it usually didn't piss me so off as he used to. Oh, and he's been attempting to only call me as Sabrina than Grimm these days...

My face seemed to return to its normal color, "Oh, thanks for remembering."

"No prob. Now are you going to make me some food or do I have to force you to?"

I rolled my eyes, "I'm getting up, you dweeb."

"You don't have to get up. We can just do a few things in your bed," He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. Daphne and Red made gagging expressions while I blushed.

"Puck!"

"Kidding."

"Good..."

"Kinda."

~*~

"There's no bread or peanut butter, Daphne." I had looked through all the cupboards and found no sign of bread or the nutty butter. Regular bread and butter to be exact. There was a jar of armadillo butter...

"What?" She and Red shouted, "No!"

I assured them, "Don't worry, I'll get Puck to take me to the grocery store while you guys stay here."

"You better hurry though. We're starving!" I thought for a moment.

"What about you guys reheat and eat what Granny made last night then I'll bring home the supplies?"

"Well, okay," Red said.

"Oh! And mom says you have to bring Basil with you," Daphne added, pushing him into my arms.

I nodded, "Hey, Puck! We're bringing Basil!" Daphne and Red decided to get out of the kitchen and go upstairs.

Puck groaned from the living room, "No! Not him!" He flew into the kitchen and crossed his arms, "No way are we bringing him."

"Puck-we have to!"

"No!"

"Puck," I said menacingly. He winced.

"...no."

I sighed, 'I guess we'll have to do this the hard way.' I swallowed nervously. This kind of thing isn't exactly in my personality...

I walked up to Puck and put my lips very close to his ear, so that when I would talk, my lips would brush against it, "Please."

He didn't push me away, but froze and inhaled a sharp breath...
"No..."

'Damn him,' I thought. This seductive thing wasn't my forte. I put Basil on the counter before returning to Puck. I gave him a sly smile, and put my hands on his waist. Puck got paler as our heads got closer...

"F-fine!" He exclaimed, pushing me away this time. His face was flushed and embarrassed. I snickered and carried Basil again, "Hear that, Basil? We're going to the grocery store!"

Puck was still red by the time we flew up in the sky. The grocery store wasn't at all too far away. We landed and the color had returned to his face.

"Man, that baby has to lose some weight!"

"That's mean!" I said to him.

"I'm sorry. My mistake. I meant you," He smirked.

"You try to keep playing with me, and what happened in that kitchen may be relived."

Puck immediately turned red and muttered, "Don't do that again."

I turned around to face him, snickering "Why not?"

There was a twinkle in his eyes as he returned to his egoistical self, "You'll find out if you do that again."

We entered the grocery store and I immediately picked up a cart and put Basil in it, "So we need bread and peanut butter..."

"Let's get the bread first. It's closer," Puck suggested. I nodded in agreement.

We passed a few aisles before getting to the bread. People gave us some weird looks. I guess that's what came with carrying a baby around in a cart.

"Wheat bread or white bread, Sabrina?"

"Does it matter?"

"Just pick one."

"White," I answered.

"Then we'll get wheat." He reaches for the bread.

"Puck!" I snapped.

"Kidding!" His hand moved over to the white bread.

I huffed, "Would you stop doing that? It's annoying."

"To you it may be, but your reactions are so cute!" He laughed, putting an arm around my shoulder. I raised an eyebrow at him.

"What?" he asked.

"We act more like a couple than just friends, you know?"

"Tell me about it-especially that episode in the kitchen."

"Hey!" we turned to see a familiar pair of eyes staring at us, "What are you doing with my child and fiancé?"

Shawn Jameson was storming towards us with a goofy grin on his face. He immediately changed it into a furious expression.

"Shawn," Puck said in a warning tone.

The black haired boy bounced up to me and wrapped an arm around me, "Don't worry, I'll make the bad man go away..."

I shrugged off his arm and glared at him, "Stop making a scene!" Shoppers around us were giving us curious looks. I tried slapping him but he moved out of the way.

"But you're cheating on me with this...this monster!" He faked a horrified expression. "If this was just you, it'd be one thing. But we have a baby now, Sabrina. You can't go around doi-oof!"

At this point, Puck was extremely pissed and punched him in the stomach. The shoppers quickly dispersed from the scene.

"Dude uncalled for," Shawn wheezed.

"Shawn, stop being an ass," Puck retorted, "You're too dramatic."

"Well I have to find SOME way to amuse myself." He stood up and brushed himself off, "So what are you ladies doing here today?"

Puck twitched, "My wings may be pink, but that doesn't make me a girl!"

How Shawn knew about Puck was that he was an Everafter himself. He was a descendant of a not very known story, but that doesn't matter right now.

The boy snickered, "To me it does."

"Anyways, Shawn, shouldn't you go back to work?" I said, eyeing his vest.

He rolled his eyes, "My job's to help the shoppers here, and in this case-you guys ARE my shoppers!"

I rolled my eyes, "Well, could you go get us some peanut butter?"

He mock saluted me, "Yes, Ma'am!" Shawn ran to the other side of the store and came back later with some peanut butter.

"Thanks," I said, putting it into the car.

"Anything for a pretty lady," he said brightly. Basil waved at him. "And for a handsome looking baby too."

"'M ham-som!" Basil said.

"Well thanks, Shawn. See you at school." Puck and Shawn bumped fists.

"Let's get this to the checkout counter," I said.

"Nooo, I say we should go to the ones where we check out ourselves," Puck said.

"Why?"

"I don't want some old guy at the checkout counter checking you out! That's my job!"

"Puck!"

"Kidding!" He laughed along with Shawn.

"Jameson! Stop jibber-jabbing and get back to work!" Shawn's boss appeared around the corner.

Shawn sighed and waved us goodbye.

~*~

"...and remember: I love you!" We laughed at the How-To-Make-A-
Sandwich video. Daphne giggled,

"Ah, 'thecomputernerd' is so funny..."

There was a knock at the door and Puck opened it to reveal my mom. She smiled at us, "Hey guys..."

She trailed off as she looked around the living room, "It's so clean..."

"Happy Mother's Day!" We chorused.

"Aww, thanks guys! Did you cook dinner?"

"Sorry-no. But we did make PB&J," I said.

"Oh goody! I'll go into the kitchen and get some."

"No!" we shouted, but she opened the door.

"What the heck went in here?" Mom sounded pissed. Inside the kitchen, the walls were covered in bread, peanut butter, and jelly.

We were all silent, then Puck said, "Uhh...thecomputernerd told us
that millions of people have died putting PB&J together?"

She turned to us and said calmly, "Just eat your dang sandwiches." She turned on her heels and walked upstairs.

Daphne pointed to her messed up sandwich, then said in a high pitched voice, "Oh my gosh! I'm going to eat you now!"

A/N. Yeah, a random chapter. But finally right? :) Thecomputernerd is so random...

Happy Mother's Day! :D
-Lara