"You're in a funk." Jake turns the volume knob on the radio down. Puck says nothing, confirming Jake's statement.

"We don't have to stop by," Jake continues. "It must be hard to see her like that." Puck scowls out towards the rosy sky.

After a two year stint in the Alps, he had come back to find her fingers in hair that wasn't his, body curled into someone else's body. Her hands (and heart, for that matter) don't fit in the new boy's hands, but he doesn't tell her that.

"It's fine," he says. Then, bitterly, "I don't care anymore."


"I'll trade you," Puck says, offering Sabrina a popsicle wrapped in purple and blue plastic. She wrinkles her nose, pushes his hand and the offending frozen treat away from her.

"I hate grape," she mutters, and Puck pulls a pouty face. She skillfully ignores his round eyes and stuck out lip, serenely eating her own, far superior cherry popsicle. He continues pouting, but then leans in quickly and presses a sugary kiss to her lips.

He grins at the sight of her face. "What about now?"

"I still hate grape," she mutters, but she can't help but kiss him back.


Sabrina, moonlit hair fanned out over her pillow and spilling onto Puck's, lies curled in the fetal position facing away from him. He stands inches away from her sleeping form, guilt wracking every inch of his body for what he is about to do to her.

It's for her safety, he reasons. We'll be harder to target if we're apart. Still—there are too many uncertainties, too many 'what-if's.

Pink wings flutter from his back, and he perches on the windowsill, barely visible. The warmth of her skin, her scent, beg him to stay.

He flies, and his heart breaks.


hello! you may have noticed that this is a different style of fic than i usually attempt (i haven't done drabbles in forever but i'm getting to that part). as some of you may know, i'll be needing to apply to college soon-one year from now-and since the word constraints on essays are so small, i thought i'd train myself to write briefly, and that's why i've restarted a drabble series! it's basically just a dump of any ideas i get for fic ideas i have but don't feel like expanding on. so it's a conglomerate of concepts (alliteration!) and aus, and i won't specify what it is. if you're able to tell what the context is, then that means i've succeeded at what i'm trying to do! if not, then, obviously, i have failed.

that being said, if you would like to see what i do with a specific prompt, feel free to send one in through a review, PM, or ask to either of my blogs (linked in my profile!)

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