Child-hood memories

by Jasmin Audra

So this is going to be a series of one-shots of each of the characters lives as a child. Each one-shot will be an attempt at humor (Please tell me if you think I am horrible at humor). R&R! I only want to say this once: I do not own the sisters Grimm, Michael Buckley does.

1. Daphne

Hey everybody, KitKatManiac here and guess what?! I am going to have extra time to write this summer! Three cheers! So this is going to be done to almost the best of my ability (I work best at 9:30 at night, Lol). Please review! So this is a new story I am writing is all oneshots of SG characters as kids. This is going to be so much fun!

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DAPHNE; three years old

"Mommy, what's dat?" I ask, pointing at a big book sitting on the bookshelf in our apartment.

"Oh, that? That's what we call a dic-tion-ary" Mommy says exaggerating the word so I can pronounce it.

Sabrina stomps in the room, pouting.

"But Daddy!" She whines.

"Sabrina I don't want you going to Aiden's birthday party, he's a boy!" Daddy says.

"Does Sissy need a dic-tion-ary?" I ask, feeling smart with my big words.

Sabrina lifted one eyebrow higher than the other and Daddy starts cracking up. They both look so surprised I have such ad-vanc-ed lang-uage.

Mommy slaps her forehead with her hand. I guess I am too smart for her.

"Sweetie-" Mommy begins, but is interrupted by Sabrina

"Come on Mommy, it's cute!" She says.

This time I'm con-fuse-d. Why is she saying I am cute. I am very ad-vanc-ed!

"Oh, fine" Mommy says with a sigh.

I clap my hands. I can't act not-smart around them.

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DAPHNE; seven years old

"Does anyone know the capital of New York?" Ms. Egling asks.

My hand shoots up in the air.

"Yes, Daphne?" She calls on me.

"Lansing" I answer confidently.

The whole class starts laughing their heads off. I don't know why though.

Ms. Egling raps a ruler on my desk (and yes they actually do that to us) .

"Miss Grimm I will not tolerate foolhardy in this classroom especially from the daughter of our prestigious Mrs. Veronica Grimm" she says.

I was so puzzled. What had I done wrong?

"I apologize Ms. Egling, but I have no idea what you are talking about. I just told you the capital of New York" I answer, trying to hide the sourness in my voice.

Who cares, I had never liked this teacher anyways.

The whole class started cracking up laughing again. This was so confusing.

"Could I go use the bathroom, please?" I ask.

I need a break from the annoying classroom.

Ms. Egling sighed but nodded.

On my way out the door Ms. Egling mutters "this will be discussed after class today."

I shrug and walk to the bathroom. I had never studied anyways...

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