Disclaimer:

Me: Moth, I'll let you do it this time.

Moth: Ugh, a peasant. No, I will not do your "disclamer."

Me: Fine. Just trying to be nice. But since that isn't working so well, "SCREW YOU!" *Pulls out wand* "Silencio!"

Moth: Looks like a fish trying to talk.

Me: Yay! That actually worked. Daph, do you want to do it instead?

Daphne: Coolio! Sisters Grimm (That's me! And Sabrina! * Bites palm*)

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Me: Thanks, marshmallow!

Puck: Hey! Only I get to call her that!

Chapter 3

Previously…

"Ohmagosh!" Daphne exclaimed. Puck was confronting her about it. She gave him this look that said, boy-you-need-to-back-off-because-he-is-so-much-better-than-you. Puck stormed off towards the locker rooms. So much for congrats…

Sabrina's P.O.V

Daphne and I rushed off towards the direction of the locker rooms. Unfortunately, that led us in the path of Moth, who was not looking at all disturbed at the current events. I tried to shield Daphne's eyes from the stuff they were doing. But, of course Daphne managed to, through her blindfold (my hands), stick her tongue out in Moth's direction. Moth noticed and rolled her eyes in that snarky cheerleader way. Ugh. Daphne seemed to share my thoughts.

" She is such a meanasaurus." I chuckled at Daphne's unique choice of vocabulary.

I pushed open the doors of the locker room to see not Puck, but his locker open with most of the contents spilled out. Where did he go? And here I was coming to cheer him up and tell him Moth didn't deserve him anyway and he didn't even have the manners to be here! Sorry…rambling a bit.

"Daph, I think Puck left already. Can you tell Granny that I'll come home in a bit? Thanks…" I absentmindedly told her as I rummaged through Puck's stuff.

"Sure! Do you think Puck's alright?" She asked nervously.

Of course he is! Don't be a silly billy." I tried to reassure her, using one of her phrases.

"Okay…" Daphne replied and rushed out to Granny.

I continued looking in Pucks stuff to see if there were any clues to where he went. Socks…shorts…eww, moldy sandwich! More shorts…shoes…wait, what's this? It was an empty picture frame. I wonder what the picture was. Probably Moth or something. A creak in the door interrupted my thoughts. I scrambled to hide behind a trashcan. After all, it's not like I was supposed to be in here.

"I can't believe you lied to me! You told me that you and Puck had broken up! He's my teammate, Moth! I can't do that to him." I heard a boy say. Must be that dude Moth was cheating on Puck with.

"Oh come on! Serious-leh, how does it matter! You have me now!" Moth replied.

I peeked out to see what was happening. Moth had her hand on his chest, but he pushed her away.

Ha ha… It was funny to see Moth rejected. She stormed out of the locker room, and the other guy…can't remember his name… sat down and sighed. Great timing! Now how do I escape this pit of sweat and boy gunk? I decided just to attempt to tiptoe out, all "Queen of Sneaks" like, y'know?

"What are you doing in here?" I heard a voice say. I cringed.

"Uh…I was looking for my friend. Puck. I'll be going now…" I replied, and continued to make my way to the door.

"Puck? Hey, I don't know your name, but if you find him, can you say I'm sorry, and that I didn't know he and Moth were still together?" The dude said.

"Sure…" Then I ran out of that stink hole. I breathed in a deep breath of fresh air, and I could hear my lungs let out a cry of relief. But enough about me. Time to go find Puck. Okay. Where would he be?

No P.O.V.

Puck looked down at his reflection in the pool. He half-smiled when he thought of that first meeting with Sabrina. (He had given up about the whole Grimm thing.) How he tried to push her into the pool, and probably accidentally kill her, and Marshmallow. But the smile was lost when he thought of Moth.

The whole event of that evening was painful for Puck.

I personally don't think that he really felt any affection for that well Moth of a girl. (Pardon my pun.) But the fact that she had so little respect for him that she would go cheat on him with one of his teammates. Seriously. *Z-Snap*. Gurrrrrlllll…

"How could she? I lov-" He started to say, but realized the falseness in his words. Had he ever really loved Moth? He racked his brain of all the memories.

Flashbacks…

It was Moth and Puck's first date. Moth had rejected Puck's first suggestion, of a picnic in the woods, because she quote, "Didn't want to get dirty with all that dirt on the ground. Doesn't anyone clean up over there? Serious-leh!"

Puck couldn't help but wonder why he was even going on this date. Oh yeah. Because they were "betrothed" or whatever. He didn't even know what "betrothed" meant. Oh well. He could just ask Grimm later. Moth was so annoying! He didn't know it was possible for someone to be such a pain in the arse.

Can't you see that I'm the one who understands you?

Been here all along so why can't you see?

You belong with me

He stopped short as he saw a horrible, eye-burning sight in front of him. (Moth had made him go to the mall. Shudder.) Grimm…kissing a boy! Of course she's kissing a boy, you idiot, his sub-conscious snapped, she's not a lesbian!

A fire started growing inside of Puck, and he decided that he was not jealous. He just started making out with Moth for no particular reason right where Grimm could see if she looked up.

No P.O.V (Back to the Present)

Now it all made sense. He had started to date Moth because he wanted to make Sabrina jealous. Wow…how did he forget a motive like that?

I guess it's because it hasn't worked at all. A small voice in Puck's head piped up.

You would be my sub-conscious, right? Puck asked.

Of course, you dolt!

Hey! No one addresses the Trickster King like that!

I can. I'm your sub-conscious.

I really don't like you.

Right back at you.

"Sorry to break in this weird little discussion with yourself, but, I need to talk to you." Another voice broke into the conversation.

Puck spun around, to see Sabrina standing there with a smirk on her face.

"Yeah, Grimm?" He replied, a bit more harshly that he intended. He saw a look of hurt cross he face.

"Well, I just wanted to see if you were okay. After the Moth thing." Sabrina replied, a bit coldly. "Sorry if I interrupted anything. I'll go."

She started to walk off, and puck thought he saw a flash of a tear.

"Wait! Sabrina! Wait!" He called, walking after her. She turned around.

"You called me Sabrina."

"Yeah, I did."

She walked over and sat down again.

"So, what did you want to me to wait for?"

"Nothing. Just wanted to let you have the opportunity to talk to me, the Mighty Trickster King!" He told her.

Sabrina rolled her eyes at him, but looked at him expectantly, waiting for him to say something. When he didn't, she just stared into the pool for a bit, before asking, "Why?"

"Why what?" Puck said, looking confused.

"Why did you date Moth? What was attractive about her? I mean, I know she's pretty…but she has a sucky personality." Sabrina explained. Then she blushed. "Sorry. I just don't like her very much."

"Well," Puck paused. He debated on whether to tell her the truth, or make up something like, "She had good teeth" or some other nonsense. He decided on half-truth. "I really liked this one girl, but I couldn't ask her out. I saw her with some other guy, and it made me jealous. So I decided to try and make her jealous, too. But that didn't work out, so I just dated Moth instead." Puck tried to say it all really fast, so Sabrina couldn't figure out who the other girl was.

"Oh. Who was the other girl? Does she still live here?" Sabrina asked, sounding a bit jealous. No. Not jealous. SO not jealous. "What does she look like? Is she pretty? How old is she? Is she an everafter?" Definitely not jealous.

Puck looked like it was Christmas again. Was Sabrina jealous? Of herself? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! He thought. He smiled at Sabrina.

Sabrina's P.O.V

Puck's face lit up when I asked all those questions about the mystery girl. Ugh. Did it make him so happy to think about her?

Wait. Hold the phone. I am not jealous, right? Oh gosh... In the name of Mr. Canis's fluffy bunny slippers… I can't be jealous of this girl, can I?

You sure can, little Sabrina-poo.

Oh shut your non-existent trap, would you?

Feisty. Yes, my dear, you are in fact jealous. Cue scary sound effects.

Ellen, I really wish you would be quiet. Yes, I have named my sub-conscious. Don't judge me…

As you wish, deary…

"Sabrina, are you jealous?" Puck asked. I blushed, not meeting his gaze.

"No, why would I be."

"I don't know why you would be either, unless you have mental problems." He told me.

"And why is that?"

"Because the girl I'm talking about is you." He stared into my eyes.

Standing by or waiting at your back door

All this time how could you not know that

You belong with me

You belong with me

Have you ever thought just maybe

You belong with me

You belong with me

"Really?" I was speechless. Puck likes me? Do I like him? I know this sounds corny, but when I looked at him, I knew it was true. Yep, I officially liked Puck. I guess this must have taken me a while to figure out because I heard Puck say something.

"If you don't like me, then just forget I said that, okay?" He started muttering, "So stupid…of course she wouldn't like you…"

I rolled my eyes at his stupidity. He continued to ramble. It was becoming a bit annoying, really. I decided to do the logical thing, and shut him up. With a kiss. He let out a gasp as I crashed my lips onto his. Oh… this was really nice. So soft, and warm…

Oh get a room, won't you? I heard an irritable voice say.

You get a room, I told Ellen. Then I continued to snog Puck.

Both he and I were smiling when we returned to the party at our high school. I heard a lot of cat-calls as people noticed our hands, which were interlocked.

Daph rushed up to us, and started yelling.

"C'mon! It's not fair! I had this awesome plan to get you guys together and it would have been awesome and Moth would look like a jerkazoid and you guys would be awesomesauce and so would I because I came up with the idea in the first place but you had to go and ruin it by getting together before I could get you guys together!" She was really out of breathe after that, but some how managed to pout.

I chuckled.

"Sorry Marshmallow. Sabrina just couldn't wait to get her hands on this." Puck gestured at himself.

I punched him. Then I kissed him. Daphne bit her palm.

"You two are mucho cute-o!" She exclaimed, losing her pout.

"Yeah, yeah we are." I replied. When we got home that evening, I followed Puck into his room. We sat on the trampoline, and chatted. As we were falling asleep, I heard him tell me, "You belong with me."

"Yes, yes I do." I kissed him on the forehead.

Hey guys! What's up? Sorry I haven't updated in a while. Been working on other stories. I'm so happy I finished this one! I hope you guys like the conclusion! It's my longest chapter so far. Leave a quick review, if you would be so kind. It means the world to me!