Author's Note- Hi guys and girls! This is my first story so please be gentle. I love Puckabrina as much as the next, so please enjoy!

Disclaimer- I don't own any characters, plot, etc. All credits to Michael Buckley. All I got is my imagination!

Everyone's POV

Sabrina sighed in annoyance as she looked out the window of the train. She and her little sister Daphne had been passed from house to house in New York ever since their parents went missing four years ago. Sabrina was now thirteen and Daphne was eleven. They had been dragged out of bed at 1AM and told to pack- as usual. The only unusual thing was that this time they weren't going to a random family that would most likely abuse them or put them to work. No, this time they were being sent to their Grandmother's. A grandma that they had never met. The joy of the foster system.

Even though they had never met this grandma, Sabrina was sure that she remembered her parents having many heated discussions about the mysterious 'Granny Relda' when she was younger. Apparently her dad's mom didn't go along with her parents' beliefs.

"Aww! You look upset! Cheer up- no matter what happens at least this is the last time I'll ever look at your sorry face," Mrs. Smirt said cruelly. Mrs. Smirt was the person that had been in charge of Sabrina and Daphne the past few years. She sucked at her job. Sabrina and Daphne both hated her.

Daphne reached for Sabrina's hand and intertwined their fingers, smiling brightly. She was excited about moving to Fairyport Landing, the tiny town her Grandma lived in. Sabrina, on the other hand, was not so sure.

"Shut up Smirt. It's not like we'll miss you," Sabrina shot back angrily.

Mrs. Smirt huffed indignantly and went back to staring down at her phone.

Sabrina looked down at Daphne. She hadn't changed much in the past four years. She was still bright and cheery, always smiling. Her hair was longer and her style was less dreamy and more practical, as in she had stopped wearing tutus everywhere and made do with colorful jeans and flats as well as crazy complicated braids and hairstyles. Sabrina had changed the most out of the two. She had grown her blonde hair out to her waist and always wore it down in wavy sheets of gold. Her bright blue eyes matched her trademark converse and her favorite color. Her style consisted of ripped jeans and ratty t-shirts as well as her dad's old sweatshirts that were way too big for her slight frame, even though she had started filling out in the past few years.

Sabrina loved reading fairy tales when she was little, and now that she was older she hadn't stopped, but she studied them seriously and learned as much as she could about each one through lots of time and research. Daphne helped her, as she was interested in them too, and together they became quite the experts on anything fairytale related.

The train screeched to a halt and Mrs. Smirt pulled Sabrina and Daphne to their feet, pushing them to get off the train to meet their Granny Relda.

A sweet old women wearing red glasses waved to the girls. They ran over and Mrs. Smirt got back on the train, not caring if it was actually their grandma or not. The girls sighed happily. She was gone for good.

"Hi lieblings! Oh, Sabrina you look so much like your mother! But you got my Henry's hair." She winked. "And Daphne! So grown up! Come on girls, Mr. Canis is waiting in the car but he will be so happy to see you!"

"Mr. Canis?" Sabrina asked.

"Oh yes, he's a very good friend of mine. He stays at the house with us. I have so much to tell you girls. Sabrina, you will be a freshman at Ferryport High School, and Daphne, you'll be attending the elementary school! Your teacher is great, Ms. White is a great friend of ours."

"Like Snow White?" Daphne asked.

Granny Relda looked surprised, and then smiled curiously. "Exactly."

When they reached the car, Mr. Canis got out to say hello.

"Girls! It's so nice to meet you. Any Grimm is a friend of mine he said. Mr. Canis was tall and thin, and had greying hair.

"It's nice to meet you too, Mr. Canis," Daphne said shyly. Sabrina snorted and got in the car, pulling Daphne in behind her.

Once they had departed for the house, Sabrina asked the population of Fairyport Landing. Granny Relda told her 3,046.

"What! That's tiny!" Sabrina exclaimed.

"Yes, we all know each other very well, Granny smiled.

Sabrina huffed and looked back out the window. They were driving through town at this point. It looked cute, like something out of the storybooks she loved. Very different from New York City.

Sabrina's POV

We pulled in the driveway a couple minutes later. White picket fence, white house, green shutters, red flower boxes. Everything the perfect childhood house should have. My heart ached at the thought of the childhood I stopped experiencing when I turned nine.

"We're home!" Granny Relda said happily. "Alright lieblings, we have a lot of stuff to go over."

We got inside and I was immediately faced with a blonde, curly haired boy about my age with bright green eyes. He was wearing a green hoodie and jeans, but that's not what caught my attention. It was the bright pink wings popping out of his back as he soared about five feet above me. I screamed.

"Puck! I wanted to explain things first!" Granny shouted.

"Sorry Old Lady, I couldn't resist." He shot me a lopsided grin and I scowled, my face bright red. "Look at how funny it is when she's mad. What's your name, Ugly?"

I gasped in shock at his rudeness. "Sabrina Grimm, Dog-face. And who are you to call me Ugly?"

He puffed out his chest. "I am Puck, Trickster King and probably the most handsome person you have ever seen in your life."

I spluttered, so mad I couldn't speak.

Puck laughed, amused by my reaction. "Ha! I am so pranking you from now on. This is the funniest thing I've seen in a thousand years!"

"That's enough! Puck, sit at the table. Sabrina, Daphne, I'd like to speak to you in the living room. I have some explaining to do."