So, I finally got a beta and this is the first chapter that actually has been looked at by someone else before getting posted. The other chapters will soon be redone for the last freaking time and then you'll definitely get an update. I have chapter six already written, it just takes time for the whole beta process to work. Do not fret though, you will see more of the story.

Sabrina's eyes fluttered open as she felt ooze dripping down her face. After bringing her fingers upon the substance, she decided that today was going to be the day a certain faerie died. Glancing at her poor hands, she noticed that the goo was green and slimy, and had a different combination of smells.

"Puck!"

Sabrina sprang out of her shared bed and ran into the hallway, taking two steps at a time while searching for the prankster. It was definitely time for him to pay for pranking her, and on picture day no less. She trampled down the stairs and glared at each of her family members. Most of them quickly glanced away, fearful of upsetting her even more.

"Where's the fairy boy?" Sabrina asked while Granny offered her a plate squid ink waffles that she quickly declined.

Jake glanced at his icky niece and responded, "He's still asleep. What's in your hair this time?"

"I have no idea," she answered before going back up the wooden stairs.

Sabrina swung the door open, causing the knob to crash into the other side of the wall. It would have left a dent in the green paint, but there had already been one from her previous encounter with the door. Once she saw the trampoline, Sabrina stomped over to it and climbed on. Soft snores escaped Puck's lips as he slept peacefully. Using this as her cue, Sabrina positioned herself on top of him and wrapped her hands around his puny, little neck.

"What are you doing?" He choked out, grabbing at her hands.

After releasing her grip on him, she said, "Today is picture day and you put God knows what in my hair! What the hell?"

"I'm the Trickster King! Of course I was going to put chimpanzee mucus in your hair," he declared with pride.

She gagged out, "You put monkey boogers in my hair? Why? That's freaking disgusting!"

"Did you actually think that I would let you go to school looking beautiful, uh, I mean your normal dogface self?" He asked blushing from his slip.

Not paying the least bit attention to his change of words, she replied, "I don't know, maybe! Will it at least come out?"

The boy grinned mischievously and replied, "Maybe it will, maybe it won't. Go take a bath."

"What color dye did you put in my shampoo?"

There's no other reason that he would ever support showers, considering the fact that Granny Relda has to force him into it. You'd think that after five years, he would get over his fear of being clean.

His eyes squinted and he sarcastically asked, "Now, why would I do something that horrible?"

"Because you're a jerk who tries to ruin my day?" Sabrina suggested.

"Yeah, and I'm pretty good at it. Now, can you get off me even though we both know that you're enjoing it?"

Sabrina growled and cursed her way out of his room. Puck irked her in ways she didn't even begin to know how to describe.

Rushing to the bathroom, she climbed out of her clothes and jumped into the shower. Sabrina grabbed Veronica's shampoo (not her own because she already had to deal with one mistake that morning) and squirted some into her golden locks. She scrubbed real hard and became

finally got the mess out three rinses later. Sabrina finished the rest of her bathing routine and climbed out. She relished in how soft and fluffy the towel felt against her damp skin as she dried off. She walked over to the sink to brush her teeth, giving her mouth a minty taste. Then, when she went to grab her clothes, she realized that they had been forgotten during the midst of hunting Puck.

"Great, just great."

Tightening the towel around her torso to cover up her private parts, Sabrina peeked into the hallway. Nobody was lurking around which gave her the courage to rush to her bedroom. Just as Sabrina was about to open her door, a large amount of force crashed into her and she fell to the ground. She quickly noticed how the of blonde curls that was now sprawled on top of her.

"Geez Grimm! Watch out… Wait, are you...naked?" The faerie asked her, causing a blush to rise upon both of their cheeks.

Stuttering loudly, she spat out, "I, uh, I forgot my clothes and I have a towel on."

"Did you get the chimp snot out of your hair?" He asked, practically glowing because his prank worked.

"Yeah, now will you get off of me?" Sabrina awkwardly demanded.

Puck put that stupid grin on his face and said, "No, I think that might just lay here. Its pretty comfy."

"Get up."

"No."

"Yes."

"Make me."

"I will."

Realizing that she had a low chance of getting him off, Sabrina decided to think of a better plan. Instead of pushing him away, she could just scare him away.

"Puck I'm on my period and blood is probably going to get all over you." Sabrina knew that she had just lied to Puck, but what was he going to do, check? She'd like to see him try.

Puck sprung of Sabrina with lightning speed and ran down the stairs. The whole time, he repeatedly screamed, "Ew!"

Upon realizing that she was in fact still wearing a towel, Sabrina went into her room to prepare for the day. Grabbing a pair of matching underwear, she slipped into them and threw on an outfit picked out by Daphne. A gray cardigan draped over a nude tank top, and jeans. On her feet were a pair of leather combat boots that she started wearing after her sneakers no longer fit her. Remember those converses she wore when she first came to Ferryport Landing? Turns out you can't wear the same shoes from when you eleven.

Daphne was thirteen years old now and had barely changed since they first got here. Her hair had grown a little, but she still kept it in braids. Daphne still made up new words and acted like she always had. One of the only differences between Old Daphne and New Daphne was the fact that she had started wearing bras. Said girl happened to still be snoring softly into her pillow, but not for long. Sabrina walked over to her and tried multiple maneuvers to wake her up. Each time she had failed. Last night, Granny requested that Daphne help Sabrina get dressed properly, but in all honesty, she couldn't care less. If Daphne didn't wake up, then Sabrina could just put a normal amount of makeup on, so she would like a human being.

Sabrina applied her natural amount of makeup, and rolled her eyes at how Daphne would still complain about it. Finishing her beloved (not) outfit with a pair of earrings and a necklace, she grabbed her backpack and descended down the stairs.

Sabrina felt like everyone's eyes were on her, especially Pucks. It's not like she expected it to be a big deal that she had actually put an effort into getting ready today.

"What?" Sabrina asked as aggravation eased out of her voice.

With a baffled look on his face, Puck said, "You look like those preppy girls."

"Yeah, why are you dressed up so girly? You got a boyfriend or something?" Uncle Jake teased, gently giving Sabrina a hard time.

Blushing from the attention, she responded, "No, it's picture day."

"Oh, that's right. Puck, you're going to have to tidy up then," Granny told him.

Groaning loudly, he asked, "Do I have to, Old Lady?"

"Yes, now hurry, so you aren't late for school."

As he walked by Sabrina, Puck said with sarcasm, "Thanks a lot, dogface."

"Anytime, stinkpot."

Sabrina walked over walk over to the pantry to find some cereal to eat. After adding milk and a spoon, she took a seat between Daphne and Basil. Sabrina carefully ate the cereal, so she wouldn't spill it onto her outfit and have to change, which Daphne would gladly take pride in helping her with.

"Did you ever find out what was in your hair this morning?" Red asked with her soft velvet voice.

She had really grown out of being shy after becoming more welcomed into the family. Also, Red was starting to age along with Daphne and it was doing her a few favors. Her dark strands had grown out to the small of her back, and would gracefully flow around as she moved. It seemed as if a Hershey bar was melted into pools called her irises. Her lips looked like she had recently been drinking red cool-aid, but that was actually their natural hue. A nice red shirt draped over black leggings, which happened to be tucked into a pair of riding boots. Red had always been able to blend any red article of clothing with anything she wanted to. She was just your typical artistic teen who overflowed with creativity.

Scrunching up her face, Sabrina answered her with, "Yeah, it was chimpanzee mucus."

"That's disgusting," she replied.

"You don't know half of it," Sabrina told Red, referring to everything the boy has put in her hair.

As if on cue, the Trickster King himself strutted right through the kitchen with a smirk on his face that read, 'I know that I look good.' His mess of dirty blonde curls had been combed and slightly damp, but still kept its form. His face glowed with cleanness and was free of acne. Probably some sort of faerie trait. Puck was wearing a green flannel that was buttoned up. A pair of dark wash jeans were laying on top of his usual black converses. Most importantly, the emeralds that he called eyes glinted with the amusement of gaining Sabrina's gaze.

"Take a picture, Grimm. It'll last longer," he taunted Sabrina.

"I don't want to, or need to cause you're taking one at school," she replied uneasily.

He grinned at her, and said, "I'll make sure to give you one, then."

Before Sabrina could start spewing out threats, Granny interjected, "Okay Lieblings, it's time to leave for school."

The four teens gave them all goodbyes before heading outside to the sidewalk. The air was barely cool, but it was still pretty early in the school year. On some days, people would wear shorts and tank tops because of the heat, or just go swimming. on other days, it was cool enough to shrug on a thin coat. Today was somewhere in the middle, so Sabrina felt fine in her long sleeved cardigan.

"I thought I told you to not wear makeup fathead, you look pretty without it," Puck complimented, sort of.

Sabrina had been caught off guard when Puck complimented her and hadn't put much thought into what she said next. "Yeah, you too, weasel face."

"Did you just call me pretty?" Puck asked, looking as if his entire manhood had been gunned down.

Sabrina pondered for a moment before a huge grin stretched across her lips. "I think I did."

"I'll have you kn-"

"Awe, Puck you're a pretty princess," Daphne teased him while Red and Sabrina chuckled lightly.

Frowning, he assured the girls, "I am not a pretty princess. I am the evilest villain of all time!"

"We know, Puck. You're the pretty princess," Daphne continued with her teasing.

Puck's face turned red with rage and he began to point fingers at them. "No, I'm a freaking villain!"

"Wait, wait, wait. Has anyone addressed the fact that Puck also called Sabrina pretty?" Red asked, causing Daphne to squeal in joy and talk about how they are going to be a perfect couple.

After four years, she still couldn't help but hope that the two of them would get together. Their relationship would be way better than one of the scripted ones from television shows and movies. Plus, Daphne thought of it kind of being like a fairy-tale since Puck was actually a king and a Faerie. She could just gush on and on about how they would do romantic things and go on dates. Or about Puck getting jealous over other guys liking Sabrina. Or Sabrina going to all of his football games. Daphne sighed romantically with the thought of all this.

"Ugh, I can't do this right now," Puck complained while covering his face.

"But Puck, you like Sabrina!" Daphne cried before *biting into* her palm.

He quickly said, "No, I definitely do not, Marshmallow."

"Yes you do," she argued and gave him a pointed look.

"I'll see you later," Sabrina told Red and Daphne as the school appeared. She wanted to usher them off before things got way too embarrassing to handle.

They called out in unison, "Bye."

While Puck stuck his nose in the air, Sabrina waved to the girls before entering the building with Puck. Students were scattered throughout the hallways, talking and gossiping.

Some preppy girls stood off in the middle part of the hall. Sabrina could distinctly hear them gossiping about their boyfriends and what not. Across from them were about three athletic boys arguing over a football game that happened last night. There weren't very many people in the hallway -Ferryport Landing still wasn't very popular with mortals- so the only people left in the hallway were a few rude girls.

Sabrina mostly ignored them all as she and Puck walked along to their lockers which happened to be right beside each other since their last names were so similar. Sabrina put in her combination, 44-18-26, and grabbed her textbooks. Before her locker was even closed, they both heard heels clicking towards them.

"Hey, Robbie-poo. That new restaurant in town just opened up, and I was wondering if you could take me there tonight?" Megan Campbell asked Robbie-poo.

He grimaced then lied with, "Sorry, I have plans."

"Oh, well what are you doing?" She tried again, desperately.

After all, of the attempts Megan had made on Puck, he'd gotten pretty good at coming up with excuses to blow her off. Only this time, something seemed to be blocking his mind from doing so.

He stuttered out, "I uh, um-"

"We were going to hang out tonight," Sabrina interrupted, as Puck reminded himself to thank her later.

"Was I even talking to you?" Megan sneered, saying even slightly louder to cause a dramatic effect.

Making sure to say 'even' the same, Sabrina told her, "No, and you sound pretty damn stupid for not knowing who you were even talking to."

Sabrina knew that it sounded like something a twelve-year-old would say to their fourteen-year-old bully, but she honestly didn't care. Megan was not worth the effort *of coming up with a good insult,*those were reserved for Puck.

"Whatever," Megan replied before sauntering off to her friends.

Puck sighed gratefully before saying, "I owe you one."

"We'll figure out what you owe me later, Robbie-poo," Sabrina joked, causing Puck's face to turn slightly red.

"What kind of name is that anyways?" He asked her as they shut their lockers.

Sabrina laughed and said, "One that comes from a desperate girl trying to get all up in your business."

Upon entering the classroom, Puck sat down next to Grimm because of the stupid last name rule. Well, he didn't really mind being around her, not in like a romantic way or all, he was her bodyguard and protected her so it would give him something to boast about. Yeah, that's the only reason Puck became so protective of Sabrina, he needed something to brag about later.

Mr. Howell started to pass out papers and barked, "You have a test today, and it must be completed by the end of the period or all uncompleted answers will be counted as incorrect."

Groaning, Puck got out his pencil and wrote Robin Goodfellow in it's designated spot. He stared at the paper, not really knowing the answers to most questions. It's not like he was dumb or anything; he just felt as if he didn't need to learn the atrocities that the Head of New York Education decided would be a good idea to include into the state's textbooks. Puck was thousand's of years old, he'd already learned anything that he needed to. He turned his head to the right and saw Grimm answering the questions easily. Puck glanced at Mr. Howell and saw him working on his computer, giving him the perfect time to get some free answers. When he nudged Sabrina, she glared over at him with a 'screw off' forming on her lips. He pointed at her paper, discreetly asking her for the answers, and giving her puppy-dog eyes. She huffed and slid it over to him. Puck thought that they almost got away with it but then he heard a cringe-worthy yell.

"Robin! Sabrina! What do you think you two are doing?"

"Writing my test?" Puck responded as it came out more like a question.

He said, "No you weren't. Both of you see me right after school for detention."

"Thanks a lot, dip wad," Sabrina muttered to Puck.

"You're welcome, dogface."

They waited for the rest of the class to finish, and when the bell rung Puck was one of the first ones out.

Finally, it was lunchtime. Puck hungrily got into line and paid for pizza. Even if it was school food, it was still food. Well, barely.

He walked into the lunchroom and looked around for an empty place to sit. Finally, Puck spotted Jace and Kyle, so he went to go sit with his friends. He was only really close to one of them in this group, but he hadn't showed up yet. He liked the other guys pretty well, but he only just needed one real guy friend. After all, he couldn't just hang with Grimm and girls for the rest of his school years, he'd lose his mind.

"Dude," Kyle immediately started. "You blew off Megan?"

Kyle was more of an ass than most people, which sometimes caused Puck to want to punch him in the face. The key word there is 'sometimes.' He was shorter than Puck but wasn't like the size of a Hobbit. His short hair was as red as a cherry and very shiny. His face was littered with freckles that were spread throughout his body. Seriously. They guys always saw them in the locker room before gym or football practice. Kyle had a very outgoing personality and would most definitely flirt with any desirable girl in his path. Unfortunately (or fortunately- depends on the perspective), Kyle got turned down almost every single time.

"Yeah, so?" Puck answered, feeling a little irritated that Kyle had even bothered asking.

Kyle stared at him like he was an idiot and said, "She's hot! Why would you blow her off?"

"She gets on my nerves. She's needy and desperate. Plus, Grimm hates her," Puck informed both of the teens.

Jace smirked and asked, "You like Sabrina don't you? That's why you don't want to be with Megan."

Jace was built tall and lanky and towered over most people. Even though his height made him seem intimidating, Jace actually happened to be a sweetheart. Especially when it came to girls. In fact, Jace was considered one of the 'hot' guys at school, perhaps because of his big brown eyes that girls seemed to swoon over and messy brown hair. Everyone loved him, and everything about him.

"What? No, definitely not. Grimm and I just live together." Sure, everyone thought it was weird at first that Sabrina and Puck were housemates since it seemed like they were crushing on each other, but people had grown accustomed to it. Puck and Sabrina would just tell them that he was adopted by Granny, which he technically was.

Jace pointed out to him, "Then why do you care about who she doesn't like?"

"Uh, because she's...well, she," Puck began to stutter out for the second time that day. He was having a really bad time coming up with cover-up stories today. Not that he had anything to cover-up because he had told himself that he didn't like Sabrina.

Thankfully, his other two friends, Tommy and Cameron, came to sit down at the lunch table.

"What are you all talking about?" Tommy interrupted.

Tommy was the most mysterious one of the group and the closest to Puck, who actually knew a few things about him. He never talked about his life outside of school, and just had this odd vibe to him. It wasn't a bad thing, though, hell, that group of fangirls always swooned over him because he was just 'so badass.' Whatever, they weren't going to have any luck, because there was no way he'd date any of them. Tommy was the type of guy who only liked one girl. Anyways, to add to his 'badass' nature, the kid had jet black hair and extremely pale skin. Plus, his eyes were greener than the grass growing out in fields.

Kyle knowingly told them, "How Robin likes Sabrina."

"I don't like Grimm," Puck protested vigorously. These guys were his friends for a reason, but he honestly was thinking about calling his pixies on them when he got the chance.

Jace didn't buy what he was saying and shook his head, "Yeah, you do. Just admit it."

"I'm going to tell her, she's walking by us," Cameron told Puck.

Cameron was the definition of popularity. He was like you're typical star football player, well, from the movies, at least. Cameron knew everyone, people liked him pretty well, and he was invited to all the events and parties. Honestly, there were rarely any parties in Ferryport Landing unless it was for a special occasion, though. Plus, everyone followed what he did to look cool and popular, too. Cameron had strawberry blonde hair that swept to the side and bright blue eyes. He physically resembled a male version of Sabrina.

"No, don't tell Grimm that I like her! Err, I mean that I don't like her," Puck had yelled a little too loudly, then winced.

A few students glanced over at him and snickered because they believed that he was lying, others started to make more bets on the so-called lovebirds and when they would finally gt together. Unfortunately, Sabrina also noticed and her cheeks glowed with embarrassment, but she still managed to shoot him down with a glare. All poor Puck could do was grimace at the chattering peers.

Tommy pointed his finger at him and claimed, "You just admitted it! You do like her!"

"No, I didn't. I just messed up my wording," Puck lied smoothly. He was starting to get his game back, or so he thought.

Kyle smirked, "Are you going to ask her out?"

"No. Why would I do that?"

Kyle sighed and sarcasm dripped from his voice as he said, "Oh, I don't know, maybe because you like her."

"I don't like her, though," Puck still continued trying to convince them.

"Really, Goodfellow? It's not like we are going to tell her," Cameron pleaded.

Puck took noticed at how Cameron failed to realize that he literally just threatened to tell the whole school about his so-called 'feelings.' Why would they even think this in the first place? It was obvious there were nothing romantic between them. Well, Grimm was probably in love with him, but why wouldn't she be? He was her knight in shining armour. Plus, Puck believed himself to be deviously handsome.

"You just said that you were going to tell her."

"I was kidding. So, are you going to admit it?" He asked him with hopeful eyes.

Puck pretended as if he was going to give in, but quickly said, "Nope."

"Fine, but we know that you like her."

Puck glanced around the cafeteria before spotting the blonde headed girl. She was picking at her fruit with a fork and ignoring her two friends while they laughed and talked with one another. The red tint from before still glinted her cheeks and a dreamy look was sketching itself across her features itself onto her features. He glanced away before anyone noticed and thought he was staring at Grimm.

"Robin," Jordan started. "You're coming to practice tonight, right?"

"I don't know, I got detention," Puck sighed sadly and slumped his shoulders.

Tommy asked, "Why?"

"I got caught cheating on Grimm's math test."

They all raised their eyebrows, but only Kyle spoke up, "Grimm's math test? See? You're in love."

"Oh god, it was love at first cheat!" Jace yelled and began to laugh endlessly at his own joke until he noticed everyone was just staring at him. "Okay, someone needs to say something else."

Kyle dully said back to him, "No, you need to think about what you did."

The bell suddenly went off, and everyone left the table except for Jace. He just sat there whispering to himself what was so bad about that joke. It should have been one to go down in history.