Can't Sleep

Chapter One

I couldn't sleep. And you ought to know that it's hard to sleep when you have a little girl in the same room whimpering and crying. So, in trying to figure out ways to calm myself and drift off to sleep, I went into the bathroom to splash water on my face. I looked into the mirror and I saw Puck through the reflection. I dropped the towel I was holding.

"What are you in here for, Grimm? Couldn't sleep? Do you need a blankie and a bottle of warm milk too?" he sneered.

"No." I said, matter of factly. "Red was crying and it seemed she was having nightmares. Obviously sleep would be impossible."

"Oh, do you want to sleep in my room?" Puck asked.

The look of my face told all.

"What?" I exclaimed.

"Sorry. That came out wrong."

"With the kangaroos, monkeys, and god knows what else?" I asked.

"Whatever you want. Go back to the crying and screaming."

"She wasn't screaming."

"Who cares? I'm offering you something…nice?"

"Is that a question? The Trickster King is asking me a question about what's nice?" I asked, in surprise.

Puck blushed.

"Not exactly. Just make up your mind." He said impatiently.

"Fine. I always wanted to explore the 'wild' and your room seems like the right place." I replied.

"That has a double meaning too. It's worse than me asking you to sleep in my room." Puck said, stubbornly.

I rolled my eyes.

"Let's go." I said, dragging him out of the bathroom.

We walked down to Puck's room and when I walked in, he closed the door. I looked at his room. It was surprisingly clean with no monkeys, or kangaroos, or any strange animals.

"What is this?" I questioned. "Clean for a change?"

"I can throw you out of here pretty fast." Puck said with a glare.

Puck had a reputation to always be dirty. At all costs, to all extent.

"Wait," I began. "Where do I sleep?"

"Oh… um, I kinda didn't think of that. How about, the trampoline?"

I looked at the trampoline Puck called his 'bed.' It was small. Very small.

"How are we going to fit on that?" I asked.

"I'm not that big, Grimm." Puck replied.

I climbed onto the trampoline and laid down on the left side. Puck laid on the right. The lights went off. I heard his steady breathing. I felt him inch closer.

"Go back to your side." I whispered. "And you're louder than Red. So shut up."

I felt the trampoline move as Puck loudly scooted back to the right.

I felt my eyelids close and I was asleep.

Moth was in my dream. She was in a long white dress, a wedding dress. I was in pink dress. I looked like cotton candy. Or Glinda the good witch, you can pick.

"Who are you marrying?" I asked Moth. Even though I was in a bridesmaid dress, I certainly knew nothing of a wedding.

"We went over this a million times Sabrina! I'm marrying Puck. You said it was okay. You aren't having aren't having second thoughts, are you?" Moth asked.

"What?" I screamed.

"Get over it. It's too late for you to change your mind."

Then Puck walked in.

"What are you doing? You're not allowed to see the bride before the wedding!" Moth shrieked. She closed the door in his face and shoved him out of the room.

Puck was older and so was Moth. He was also cuter. He wore a nice black tuxedo and a red rose pinned on the pocket. I couldn't help wishing I was the one in the wedding dress.

Then the wedding started. They walked down the aisle and just as Moth and Puck were about to kiss, I yelled, "No! This can't be right!"

Everyone stared at me. I recognized the faces. There was Daphne in the front, with Mom and Dad, and Granny Relda. Goldilocks and her bear pals were in the back. Snow White and Prince Charming held hands and looked at me quizzically.

The room started to spin and then I woke up.