I do have to tell you, The ages have changed.

Daphne is sixteen.

Puck looks eighteen.

Sabrina is eighteen.

Disclaimer, I do not own the Sisters Grimm.

Sabrina's POV

" Hi Briar." Uncle Jake said. Still the ever so in love uncle we all know. Briar leaned over the counter and addressed us all. " Hi guys." I was the only one who heard the little tick in her voice. Excitment?

" Briar, is somthing going on?" I asked, curiousity getting the best of me. She smiled and nodded at me. " My neice is coming. I can't wait!" Jake looked slightly interested. " Her age?" Granny asked. She just has to know every little detail.

" Well... to tell the truth, she was born in the 5th century, but she stopped aging at seventeen." Briar said. Uncle Jake smiled and turned to me, Puck and Daphne. " Great, another kid for you three to hang out with!"

I heard a door swing open and we all turned to the front of the store. Standing there, was a tall slender girl, with curly red hair that fell down her back. Her eyes were wide and emerald green. She wore worn out blue jeans that were pre-ripped on the thighs. They were tucked into beige leather boots that ended just below her knees. She had a pink tank-top on under a thin beige coat that only covered half of her arms and ended just under her rib-cage. She looked nice.

" I wouldn't choose to consider myself a goat." She said in a thick British accent. Picking up two white suitcases and a green backpack I hardly noticed, she walked over and stood next to Briar. They hugged and Briar shed a few tears of happiness.

Wiping her cheeks, Briar introduced us all.

" Lucienne, this is Jake, Relda, Sabrina, Puck, Daphne, and Mr. Canis. Grimms, this is my neice, Lucienne." She bowed. Old fashioned, much?

" What was that about?" Daphne asked before biting her palm. Sixteen years old and she still hasn't broken that habit.

" I know that there is Royalty within your group. Is there not?" She turned to Puck. " I do believe you to be Robin Puck Goodfwellow, Prince of Faerie, and as you call yourself, ' The Trickster King'. Please, inform me if I happen to be incorrect." She stated.

Puck looked stunned for a moment. Normally he has to tell people who he is. Since he's grown up, people have mistaken him for Peter Pan more and more. Odd how both of the boy's who would ' never grow up', decided to do so.

Anyways, That only lasted two seconds, then his chest welled up with pride. I quickly exhaled and rolled my eyes. Uggh. This nice girl is trying to pay him respect and all he can do is take pride in himself.

I shook my head and left, leaning on the wall.

Relda's POV

" What did I say?" Lucienne asked, her wide eyes getting slightly wider, making her look upset.

" Nothing, Lucienne. She just get's angry easily." After a second, I realised somthing. " Liebling, I hope this doesn't offend you, but your name is a bit much to say. Do you have a nickname, or somthing we could call you?"

" Sweetheart?" She questioned. She knows German? " I guess you could call me Luc (A/N It's pronounced ' Luke' not 'Luck'). I haven't been called that for awhile, but I think it could come back."

" That's lovely." I looked at my watch. " Quite sorry, but we must be getting home for dinner."

She nodded and shook all of our hands. " I hope to see you all again. Please tell Sabrina it was a pleasure meeting her." She said. I nodded and we all left.