Hey there, I'm new to (read a holy pancakes lotto!) and I totally loved it, so I joined. Constructive criticism allowed.
Am I supposed to do this? I don't own Sisters Grimm? Or Micheal Buckley? Fudge.
"PUCK!" Sabrina yelled. Another one of Puck's pranks. This time it was a trash bag full of banana peels, chimp poop, ashes, and some funky, slimy green stuff.
"Hey, lady, if you're gonna call me up every morning, at least tell me so I can use you as my timer," Puck groaned. It was seven in the morning, and Puck wanted his sleep. He was growing along with Sabrina, for unknown reasons. Sabrina was now 16, Daphne 11. Red was still looking eight-ish, but she grew up to 10 to stay along with Daphne.
Right then, Daphne sauntered into the room, holding her nose to keep the reeking smell from entering her nose.
"What the heck landed in our house? Did Puck call the Stinky Cheese Man again?" she said. The Stinky Cheese Man was a cheese man that had no respect for showers or baths. But true to the ancient word, the older the cheese, the softer and tastier. He preferred the name Tim, but he could never find a good lady. He was not an Everafter, but he still stayed alive. He was kind and loved kids, but he was never aware of his stinkiness.
"No, Daphne, Puck was just being stupid this time." Sabrina replied while she shot a death glare Puck's way. "Come on, just be nice to each other, can't you?" Daphne whined. This time Red joined her.
"Tell that to Puck. I'll be nice when he stops dunking this stuff on my head."
Puck POV
GRRR! That little Grimm! She's really clueless, isn't she. She's grown up, she wants to go out with PETER PAN and she can't realize I've been trying to flirt for the last 3 years! It's just…she gotten so pretty…but still so defiant, lying, sarcastic…! (Breathe, Puckie, breathe)
ONE COLD (freeznowtastic) DAY
Daphne POV
