Hansel & Gretel Mpreg.

Plot: Hansel has received a cure for his diabetes, and no-longer has to take any injections. He and Gretel are transported to the modern day, where witchcraft has been officially exterminated and where Hansel faces a new situation thanks to meeting a girl called Marianne and a night of love making. Based on the movie. Told from Gretel's point of view.

Story...

We had finally defeated all of the witches. It had been a long task, but we had done it and could finally go home to rest.

"This is going to be in the local papers come sunrise." Hansel sighed.
"What makes you so sure?" I asked, wanting to know.
"Every time we kill a witch, it gets put in the news." Hansel replied. "Also a good thing that I am not diabetic anymore, because I hated having to take injections."

I was confused, as in the time that we lived in, there were no cures for diabetes. I then noticed that Hansel had a strange object in his hand.

"What is that?" I was confused.
"What is what?" Hansel looked at me.
"That thing in your hand." I looked at the object.
"Oh, right, erm, yeah, this... to be honest, I don't know. It's got numbers on, and you can talk through it and hear other people talking. It's wonderful, but, I don't know where the fuck the other voice comes from." Hansel replied.

Just then, the ground began to shake. We fell to the floor, and we tried to get up, but we couldn't. A huge object then fell on top of Hansel, and we both passed out. When we woke up, we were in a different place. I was sitting upright, with no wounds on me or anything. The room was white, with a bed beside the chair. My eyesight was the only thing to suffer, being a little fuzzy at first. I saw a shape on the bed. As my eyesight got better, I realised that the shape was Hansel. He was staring at me.

"What the fuck happened?" I asked Hansel, confused.
"I don't know, but on that note, how did we end up here?" Hansel was as confused as me.

A woman wearing blue clothing then came in. I saw that she wore something on her chest which showed her name. Dr Jane Hawk.

"So you two are finally awake." Dr Hawk looked at us.
"Where are we?" I wanted to know.
"New York town, March 19th 2017." Dr Hawk replied.
"And I thought I would end up being in that gingerbread house." Hansel moaned.
"You're in hospital." Dr Hawk replied.
"I'm sorry, but we need to get back to Augsberg." Hansel had no idea.
"That's thousands of miles and a couple of plane journeys." Dr Hawk signed a piece of paper. "You can go home today. What are your names? You didn't have any ID on you."
"I am Gretel." I introduced myself. "And this is my brother, Hansel."
"There's only one Hansel and Gretel and that's the storybook version. You know, going into the woods and finding a cabin made of sweets and being trapped by a witch and..." Dr Hawk started.
"Throwing the witch into the furnace and watching as she died in agony." I finished. "And then finding other witches and finding out that their mother was a grand white witch. Did they mention that bit in the story?"
"No." Dr Hawk admitted.

An hour later, Hansel was ready to leave hospital. He had a stitched-up cut on his forehead, which was the only visible sign that anything had happened to him. Dr Hawk, inadvertently sensing that we did not know the place, led us to the entrance. She hailed a cab, which we had never seen before.

"Do these machines that you call cabs get us from a to b in an instant?" I asked Dr Hawk after she'd hailed one for us.
"They sadly don't, and you have to pay a couple of dollars." Dr Hawk replied.