A/N OK, I have thought about doing this story for a long time but haven't gotten around to it because of 2 reasons.

I'm usually busy

I'm naturally lazy :P

So, the only way I'll convince myself to update is if I get reviews.

(For those of you who are asking "Hey, isn't that blackmail?" Yes, Yes it is)

You give a little you get a little ;)

By the way, this takes place after the 7th book, and Sabrina, Daphne, and that Puck kid DIDN'T go into the book of Everafter.

Anyways, I've blabbered enough story time!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own the Sisters Grimm (BUT WOULDN'T IT BE AWESOME IF I DID?)

POV: 3rd person following Sabrina

Sabrina tossed and turned in her bed, too much was troubling her to fall asleep.

She finally got out of bed and tip-toed downstairs without making a sound.

She walked up to a bookshelf filled with the family journals, she had already checked them repeatedly for something to help the family rescue her baby brother but maybe she would find something this time?

"I thought you'd come down here"

"GAH!" Sabrina screamed. She turned to find her Uncle Jake hidden in the shadows where she couldn't see him before.

"Oh, it's just you…" She whispered quietly (As opposed to whispering loudly .)

"Just me?" Jake replied with a raised eyebrow.

"Oh never mind, listen I need you and your sister's help." He said urgently.

"GRANNY RELDA! HE'S DOING IT AGA- mmphh" Sabrina screamed frantically before Uncle Jake put his hand over her mouth.

"Shush! This isn't like those other times! I think I know how we can get your brother back! We'd have to go get…something, I can't tell you what it is. Now, I'm going to remove my hand and you're NOT going to scream, OK?"

Sabrina nodded her head grumpily. She hated going out on life-threatening adventures, but if it could save her brother…..

"Fine, I'll go get Daphne, but why are we doing this secretly?"

"Mom would think it was too dangerous. But don't worry, we probably won't run into trouble. We're just going to pick something up."

"Probably?" Sabrina questioned but she went up to get her sister anyway.

Sabrina walked into the room she and Daphne shared to find her sister snoring, as expected.

"Daphne" Sabrina mumbled quietly. She'd have to wake her sister up without waking Granny Relda, or anyone else for that matter. The tricky part is Daphne could sleep through Puck's monkeys playing cymbals.

After repeatedly shaking Daphne with only a mumbled "Jusfivemorrminutzpleaz" Sabrina picked Daphne up and carried her downstairs to her uncle.

Uncle Jake raised an eyebrow, but didn't say anything. He just led the two girls to the magic carpet (YES, they have the carpet. I wouldn't say "He led the girls to the magic carpet" if they DIDN'T have the carpet. Think, people.)

"OK, This is going to be simple. Wake Daphne up. Get on the carpet. We fly where we need to go. Pick something up. Fly back. Any questions?"

Daphne, who had woken up when Sabrina pinched her nose shut, drowsily rose a hand.

"Yes?" Uncle Jake said a bit testily, unlike him.

"Whas goin on? Daphne asked drowsily with a yawn.

Big J (I'm calling him Big J, I'm tired of writing Uncle Jake and Big J sounds so much cooler.) smacked his face with his hand.

"We're going to get something that could help rescue your baby brother. Now let's"

"Can we bring Elvis?" Daphne interrupted, giving the large Great Dane a belly rub.

"Fine. Sure. Whatever. If it gets us there." Big J barked, losing his patience.

And off they went.

Daphne's POV

We're going on a road trip, a road trip, a road trip. We're going on a road trip, and I just can't wait!

This is going to be SO. MUCH. FUN!

Apparently, Sabrina doesn't think so. She's just sitting there with her arms crossed pouting. And she says I'M the baby. What are we going to do with her?

"OK, we're almost there." Uncle Jake announces. I like Uncle Jake. He's mucho coolo and he lets me drink soda past 8:00. Granny never lets me do that…

"We're jumping for joy back here. I can barely hold my excitement back." Sabrina snaps sarcastically.

"Where are we going, anyways?"

"To a magical place" Uncle Jake starts.

"NARNIA!" I exclaim! I LOVE Narnia!

"NO! NOT NARNIA!" Uncle Jake and Sabrina both scream at the top of their lungs.

"Well aren't you two grumpy in the mornings!" I remark. They say smiles don't like to be alone but I beg to differ.

"We're going to a magical place that has something I want. Isn't that good enough?" Uncle Jake replies shortly.

"Please, we're girls. Good doesn't satisfy us." Sabrina pressed.

"Not even great will do. We need FANTABULOUTATIOUS!" I add.

"Fantabuloutatious?" Why must Sabrina always question my words?

"Fantabuloutatious means even better than Wondertastical." I explain. I thought that would be obvious.

"We're going to a Dragon Keeper's Cottage." My fantabuloutatious uncle replies, ignoring us.

"But isn't that dangerous? Couldn't we get hurt? What if something happens to us? Will Granny put you in time-out like she did last week?" Sabrina questions. Worry-wart.

Uncle Jake stiffens at that last question. It was so funny! He had to sit in the corner and he couldn't say anything or DO anything or else he'd get 20 more minutes. And Puck kept taunting him and giving him wet willies! I just laughed and laughed and laughed and

"That won't happen." Uncle Jake thundered. His bad mood was coming back.

Uncle Jake finally lands the carpet in the middle of an ultra spooky forest.

"We're here." He stated dryly.

Uncle Jake held our hands as we walked up to what looked like an abandoned old cottage. Boy, would it be fun to play hide-n-seek in THERE!

"Stay close girls. If anything remotely dangerous happens, bolt for the carpet, don't worry about me."

"But, but Uncle Jake…" I whine. We're not going to leave him!

"We're in this together now." Sabrina adds.

"No, girls. I have plenty of magical items on me to take care of myself, you two need to worry about yourselves. OK?" It's true, he has oodles and oodles of magical doo-hickeys and ancient thing-a-majigs.

Me and Sabrina both nod our heads, but neither of us is happy about it.

Uncle Jake knocks on the door four times slowly, then quickly twice more. I hear the click of a magical seal breaking. Then Uncle Jake turns the rusty doorknob…

CLIFFHANGER! What will happen? Do you know? Do you care? Either way, REVIEW! This is my first FanFic so *sprays Simon Cowell repellent all over room* no meanies allowed! Wait until Chapter 3 or so to be mean!