This is the sequel. So... **sighs** I had run out of ideas. Then, yesterday, I was talking to WriterCat, and she wanted me to do a horror story. And because I had no other ideas and needed to do a sequel for my other SG story, this is what came out of my brain. I was going to do a sequel with Puckabrina being married with their daughter Hollyn, but the PMs I'm getting seem to suggest they want to keep the Grimms-and Puck-as kids. And because I'm a NICE writer, I obliged. :)

Note: I'm going to try my best to make this creepy, and maybe a little scary. I'm not the best at this, so... yeah. Go with the flow.
Set a week after Puck and Sabrina kiss (they have conflicting feelings about that).

Sabrina was just settling into the best part of a wonderful dream when she was abruptly woken up. "Stupid alarm clock," she slurred, sitting up, rubbing her eyes, and slamming her fist down on the now slightly cracked clock. The hideous beeping stopped with a feeble, "Weeerrrrp", as it did every school morning.

Now came the chore of waking up Daphne, who could probably pass for a coma patient right now, curled up in a little ball, deep asleep, and oblivious to the world (and the alarm). Sabrina shook her. "Daphne." And again. "Daaaphne." Harder. "Daphne, there's food!"

Suddenly, a bright eyed, bushy tailed little girl sat up in bed, her braids askew. "Thefoodsmine!" she said, hopping out of bed and racing downstairs. Sabrina wondered if her sister was delirious, but shrugged and went to the bathroom to take her morning shower. She checked each shampoo and conditioner bottle-as well as everything else-thoroughly before using it. The bathroom, Sabrina knew, was Puck's favorite place for pranks, and she did NOT need that right now, not on a school day.

As she wrapped a towel around herself, finished with the shower, thunder rumbled outside. Great. This can only mean a bad day is ahead of me. Sabrina hated storms. Not that she minded the thunder, lightning and rain, or anything, it was just the dreary mood that the weather seemed to bring. It made her irritable.

There was a knock on the door. "Sabrina?" Veronica Grimm called. "Are you in there?"

"Yeah... I'll be out as soon as I'm done drying my hair!" the girl called back, taking out the blowdryer and comb before attacking her tangled blonde mass of wet hair. Ten minutes later, she let her mom in to get ready, dressed, and went downstairs for breakfast.

Daphne had already eaten, changed into school clothes, and was reading by the front door, as always. She loved school, and would never dream of being late or unprepared. When her sister walked in, the little girl sat up and grinned. "Look! I'm on page 78 of Harry Potter and the Salamander's Stone!"

Sabrina snorted as she buttered a piece of toast, ignoring the silvery oatmeal her grandmother had made earlier. "It's Sorcerer's, Daph, not Salamander's."

"Oh..."

Just as she sat down with her blessedly normal breakfast, there was a tremendous boom from upstairs, along with shouts and obscenities.

"I will NOT take a bath! I took one THREE DAYS AGO!" an arrogant boy's voice screeched.

"Boy, you will get in that tub or I will tear you limb from limb!" Canis boomed. Sabrina laughed at how ridiculous they sounded.

Something crashed, and the sound of running footsteps shook the whole house. "You don't even have the wolf, back, you-AUGH! Jake, you TRAITOR!"

By now, both Grimm sisters were laughing so hard their stomachs hurt. It seemed that Puck was going to get his morning bath, after all.

"Would you hurry up?" Sabrina demanded, yelling up the stairs at the fairy boy that was going to make them late if he didn't emerge in the next five minutes.

"Would you shut up?" Puck retorted from somewhere upstairs. Sabrina clenched her fists. So she'd admitted she liked him. That didn't change the fact that he was a stupid, lazy, mean, cruel, arrogant, dirty little- Puck rounded the corner, scowling as he stomped down the stairs.

"Like your bath?" Sabrina asked sweetly, ignoring the fact that she was fighting a major blushing breakdown. He wasn't just clean, someone had forced washed clothes upon him as well.

Puck glared at her murderously. "Shut your ugly face."

Even though the insult hurt, Sabrina smirked at him. Hopefully, he didn't really mean it and was just mad. Because, well... she cared about what he thought. Immediately, scarlet coloring flooded her cheeks.

Daphne sighed. "Stop arguing! We're gonna be late for school," she said, frowning. "Ms. White won't be very happy with me if I'm late!"

It took a lot of Sabrina's mental strength not to lash out at her sister's irritating tone. Instead, she hurled her things into her backpack, grabbed an umbrella, and stalked out of the house, leaving Puck and Daphne behind. It was raining earnestly now. The girl could barely see four feet ahead of herself before her view was interrupted with a bleak, gray sheet of pouring water. Lightning crackled and thunder boomed overhead as she huddled under the black umbrella, walking quickly down the hill atop which her grandmother's house sat.

Taking a deep breath, Sabrina pushed away the grim weather with a forced smile. In ten minutes I'll be with Carmen and Kathryn. In ten minutes, I won't have to bother with Puck for the rest of the day. Not that the fairy boy would ever leave her thoughts. Ever since the kiss... well... Sabrina adjusted her backpack, thinking about the past week. Truth be told, she was fairly embarrassed.

Yes, she liked him, yes, the moment had been perfect, yes, it had made her happy, but no, she had not told anyone, and no, their relationship at home had not changed. It seemed to Sabrina that Puck wanted to pretend their little romantic exchange had never happened. He hadn't so much has paid her a compliment since the day of the kiss.

And oh, did it hurt.

As she neared the heart of Ferryport Landing, the hairs on the back of her neck stood up, and she halted. Wait... did she just see movement off to her left, in those thick trees? "It's just the rain," Sabrina told herself. "Whatever it is, it can't outsmart the Queen of Sneaks." Nevertheless, she was spooked, and hustled into the school, taking down her umbrella and wiping her shoes on the carpet placed in the entryway. Not that it helped; so many wet feet had wiped themselves on it, the poor thing was already soaking.

By the time she gathered her things in her locker, met Carmen and Kathryn in homeroom, and ignored the dirty looks the newly arrived Puck gave her, Sabrina had completely forgotten about the strange occurrence outside. She wouldn't remember until it was much too late.

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