Hey everyone,
So here's the dreaded AN and disclaimer - I will say this once and only once for this story: I DO NOT OWN THE SISTERS GRIMM OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS ETC. IN IT.
So anyway, as I have done with my other stories and will continue to do with my future stories, I will be dedicating each chapter to the reader who asks me to update first.
Please no nasty reviews though.
Enjoy!
It all started when the Grimms were having lunch – sandwiches consisting of blue pastrami and orange rye bread. Oh great, Sabrina thought sarcastically. She always looked forward to this time of day – when she sat and watched the rest of the family enjoy their multi coloured delicacies, wishing she could be someplace else. NOT!
She stared down at her sorry excuse for a sandwich, longing for a good old New York – style hotdog or hamburger.
And that's when the doorbell rang.
"I'll get it!" Sabrina jumped out of her chair, grateful for an excuse not to eat Granny's culinary creations. She practically bolted to the door, but was very surprised by what she saw when she opened it.
"Uh, guys? I think you should all see this," She called to the rest of her family.
The rest of the family – Daphne, Granny, Uncle Jake, Mr Canis (or rather, Mr Clay), her mum, her dad, Puck and Red, were all there in a flash, with the same confused expressions soon plastered on their faces.
"Um…..it's just a cardboard box, Grimm," Puck sneered.
"With holes in the top of it," Sabrina shot back.
"And sprinkled with silver dust," Granny looked at the box suspiciously.
"And tied with a big red bow!" Daphne cried happily. Sabrina couldn't help smiling. Daphne always found happiness in the smallest of things.
"Something tells me magic plays a part in all of this," Red said quietly. Sabrina couldn't help noticing that ever since the family had adopted her and she'd become…..well, less crazy, she had become a sensible, quiet little girl. It still shocked Sabrina sometimes that this was the girl who kidnapped her parents and was once a homicidal lunatic.
"Same here," Sabrina said in reply to Red. "So, what are we going to do?"
"Open it, of course!" Daphne said gleefully, reaching to untie the ribbon.
"Careful….." Henry said warningly.
As soon as Daphne finished untying the ribbon, she was knocked to the ground by what looked lilke a small, fluffy, brown tornado.
"Daphne! Are you….." Sabrina trailed off as she realized Daphne was laughing.
The family turned back to the box. Three puppies, similar to the one they now saw Daphne cuddling, were cautiously crawling out of the box. Unlike the first one, a little ball of energy, which was now licking Daphne on the face, slobber going everywhere.
"Omygosh, it's so cute!" Daphne was cooing over the puppy.
"Puppies!" Granny cried, scooping one up in her arms. "I wonder what they're doing here, how they got here. And who could they belong to?"
" Do you think Elvis could have something to do with them?" Uncle Jake asked quizzically.
The family stopped for a moment. Could the puppies have something to do with Elvis?
The puppies were all caramel brown, with some black patches around their eyes, ears and tails. Just like Elvis!
"But in case you all haven't noticed, Elvis is a guy, and he hasn't exactly gone missing or anything lately," Puck pointed out.
"Well, there was that day last month when he disappeared, then came back….." Henry trailed off.
"True. But even if he did…..you know….who's the mum of these puppies? Who knew where to bring them? So many unanswered questions!" Granny gushed.
"Well, we can't exactly leave the puppies out here can we?" Red enquired.
"Red's right. I guess for the mean time we're going to have to keep them, until we get to the bottom of this situation," Granny said.
"Yay!" Daphne sang happily.
"Everyone, help bring the puppies inside. Puck, I'm sure you can find some use for this box, can't you?" Relda said, tossing the box to him.
"Of course, Old Lady!" Puck crowed, using his pet name for Granny Relda. "I can add it to my throne!"
"Wait. You still have that thing?" Sabrina asked, thinking back to when she first met him, and saw him sitting on his run down "throne" of fridges, boxes and old microwaves.
Puck nodded matter-of-factly. "Had it moved to my room last week."
Sabrina shook her head and smiled as she reached down to pick up the last fur-ball of a puppy. But what no one noticed as they all proceeded inside was what was on the bottom of that cardboard box...
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