A/N: I really hope you guys like this. This is (technically) my first FanFic.

Oh and thanks to my beta Evil Scrapbooker!

This story takes place after the Everafter War. They won (obviously).

Daphne and Red: eleven

Puck and Sabrina (who still haven't admitted they like each other): 15

Disclaimer- I do not own anything. But unlike other authors who claim they do not own Sisters Grimm yet, I really will own Sisters Grimm. Even ask Michael Buckley!

"Oh, goodie! The mail's here!" eleven-year old Daphne Grimm nearly screamed.

"Oh brother." Sabrina Grimm rolled her eyes.

"You know if your roll your eyes too much they'll get stuck like that. And plus, it would make more sense if you said 'Oh sister.'" Four thousand-year old fairy-boy Puck pointed out.

"Since when have you cared if something made sense, fairy-boy?" Sabrina retorted.

"When sense helps Marshmallow." He explained, putting his arm around Daphne's shoulder.

"That's not very much like you, Trickster King. Since when do you help people? I thought evil people don't help good people." Sabrina fired back, just to annoy the obnoxious fairy,

"Oh, no you didn't!" Puck yelled rather than questioned. In fact, to a passerby it would seem like he was acting like one of those popular girls of TV.

"Oh, yes I did!"

"I am the Trickster Kin-" Puck's rant was cut off by Granny entering the room.

"Lieblings, what is going on here?

"Grimm insulted my tricksterlyness." Puck folded his arms and jutted out his lip. It looked like the four thousand-year old fairy was pouting.

"I don't believe that's a word, Puck." Granny seemed confused.

"Well, I like it and declare that it is a word in Daphne-ish!" Daphne proclaimed. "Uh, Sabrina? What does declare mean?"

"It means to announce something."

"Oh… That's why I hear it on the news when the president is talking."

"Since when do you watch the news, liebling?"

"Since Uncle Jake let me watch it with him." Daphne stated simply.

Uncle Jake walked into the room grinning sheepishly. "What? She wanted to know if the news people knew we saved the world."

"And now I know that you were eavesdropping. Jacob Grimm haven't I told you that eavesdropping is not permitted in my house?"

"Ah, no?" Uncle Jake replied, not lying very smoothly.

"You're grounded, Jake.

"But Mom!" the thirty-something year old exclaimed like a child.

"Too bad, young man!" Granny was the second toughest Grimm in the house, a side from Sabrina. But, strangely, she had seemed to grow angry more quickly over little things ever since the two-year anniversary of the end of the Everafter War.

Henry, the girls' father walked down the stairs. "Where's the paper?"

Daphne answered first, "Nobody's gone to get it yet."

"Oops?" Was Sabrina's reply.

Hope you liked it! I really need to see some RxR!