Spov

"Are Not!"

"Are too!"

"Are Not!"

"Prove it!"

I glared at Puck; he had accused me of being predictable.

"See? You really are predictable!"

"You'll see" I glared at him one last time before my room. How was I going to prove it? What would no one expect me to do?

I fell asleep with a plan in mind.

The Next day

I woke up early the next morning before anyone else woke up and quietly changed into the only dress I owned. The dress was a blue 50's style dress with ruffles on the top and a brown belt. I brushed my hair and teeth before sneaking out of the house and running into town.

I walked the silent streets before reaching the beauty salon. Taking a deep breath I stepped inside.

"Hey, is it time for a trim already?" Goldie asked looking up at me. Yeah Goldie owned a 24/7 hair salon.

"No, I want a bob."

"Short hair never seemed your style but you'd look cute in one." Goldie replied gesturing to the chair.

I sat down and she began to cut.

"Any particular reason you're going out of your comfort zone?"

I grimaced, "Puck accused me of being too predictable. I'm proving him wrong."

She nodded, "Well that explains the dress."

I sighed and we were silent the rest of the hair cut.

"Ta-Da!"Goldie spun my chair around so I could see my new hair.

It was a shaggy pixie cut; it curled into ringlets in some places and was all over the place.

"Wow"

"Wait" Goldie turned around and grabbed a headband before slipping it in my hair. The headband controlled my hair in the front but the back was still a curly mess. It was a cute curly mess though.

"How much?" I asked opening my wallet.

"Nothing," she replied.

"Goldie"

"I just want an update later on how this unpredictable prank goes." She said grinning.

I grinned back, "Thanks"

I walked out feeling rather lightheaded and walked home.

When I got home no one was awake yet so I started making a normal breakfast. After all no one knew that I could cook except Daphne, and she thought I didn't like too. Nope, I enjoyed it; it was just my little secret, that's all, besides if Puck knew I could cook he'd try to get me too cook for him all the time. I am not a slave. Anyway I was cooking when I heard someone come up behind me.

I turned to see Dad staring at me in surprise.

"Hey Dad." I said turning back to the scrambled eggs.

"Hey, why are you cooking?" he asked.

"Cause I enjoy it, scrambled eggs?" Placing a plate on the table.

"You enjoy cooking?" He sat down at the table and began eating.

"Yup, I'm going to get everyone else before these get cold" I replied before going to the bottom of the stairs and yelling, "Breakfast!" That simple word sent the entire family running downstairs.

"Your hair cut is mucho-cuto!" Daphne said when she saw me.

"Thanks, I made breakfast." I went into the kitchen and they followed, they sat down and I served them the breakfast of scrambled eggs and bacon, everyone except Puck.

"Where's my food Grimm?"

"Oh let me get it." I replied in a sickly sweet voice.

I opened the fridge and got out the single leaf of lettuce I had prepared. When I placed it in front of him everyone shot me looks of disbelief, everyone but Puck.

"Here you go" I smirked at him while eating my own breakfast. He just glared at me and tried to steal Daphne's food. After a while he gave up and ate the lettuce. As soon as he finished his hair turned a bright vivid shade of pink.

"Cute hair Puck" I said as I cleared the table and the rest of the family continued to stare in disbelief.

"What are you talking about Grimm?" He demanded while I just laughed and walked outside, not wanting to be in the house when he found out.

When I was on the edge of town I heard it.

"YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS GRIMM!" I just snickered and went to the blue diner for phase 3 of my evil plan.