DISCLAIMER: I do not own the Sisters Grimm. However, I have people working on it.
AUTHORS NOTE: A special thanks to iizninja for helping me with the fluff.
Sabrina Grimm gets sick Chapter 1
Sabrina's POV
I woke up on Friday morning feeling like crap. I had a sharp pain in my right side and I felt like I was going to throw up. When I tried to get up for breakfast, I was really wobbly and kept tripping. When I finally got downstairs, I fell asleep at the table. I woke up with a jump when I felt a cool hand on my forehead.
"Liebling," Granny looked down at me with a frown lining her old face, "are you feeling okay?"
My first reaction was to lie and say that I was fine. I didn't need her going commando on me and causing everyone to run around crazy like the last time Daphne had caught a cold, but another sharp pain jabbed me in my side. I sucked in a jagged breath, my fingernails clutching the edge of the table. "No Granny, my tummy hurts and I have a headache."
"Hmmm," she pulled back her hand, tongue clicking with disappointment. "You go back to bed and I'll have to send Puck up to take care of you." I paused, slight terror setting in. True, Daphne had gone with my parents to help diffuse some tension between Everafters and true, Puck and Uncle Jake were the only other people home, but I had little faith that Puck would do anything other than crack jokes and poke fun of me.
I tried to protest, "But…"
"No buts, go up to bed." When I made no move to go she prodded me with a hand on my back, guiding me away from the kitchen. "NOW!"
"Yes, Granny Relda," I sighed.
Great, I thought as I walked back upstairs, now I have to have Fairyboy take care of me and deal with being sick, and insulted.
When I got upstairs, I flopped down on the bed and went straight to sleep.
Puck's POV
This morning I woke up thinking of the perfect prank to pull on Grimm today. When I went downstairs for breakfast, the old lady was waiting for me.
She wiped her hands on her apron. "Puck," she said, her voice as careful as a bomb handler. "I need to talk to you for a minute."
I hesitated, eyeing her carefully. Taking one step back, my eyes darted in search of the nearest exit. I knew that look. She was going to ask me to do something, and there was a 176% chance that I was going to hate it. "Yeah?"
I saw her neck, old and slim as it was, tense. "Sabrina is sick and I need you to take care of her."
Moving two more steps back I raised my hands in a warding gesture, eyes wide,"No way."
"Please, Puck." She held up her hand, "I don't know if it is contagious or not-"
"What about if I catch what she has?" I demanded, looking for an excuse to get out of this. The old lady was giving me that look. The same look that had tamed the spirit of the Big Bad Wolf, the look that had stopped giants dead in their tracks… the look that said that she was only as nice as you let her be, and she wasn't about to take any slack from you.
"Puck, you are an Everafter, and Everafters can't get things that are contagious. There are very few things that Everafters and Humans both get."
I could tell where this was going. If I didn't cave now then I'd be stuck with the sort of punishments that even I would've never thought of. I threw up my arms, "Fine. But only for this one time. And only because it gets me out of school."
"Thank you, Puck," she smiled, her eyes shining with the fact that she had one yet another stand off. "She is up in her room. Oh," she called over her shoulder as she turned back to the dishes, "and please be nice."
"Fine. But, old lady, you owe me."
So now I had to go back upstairs and take care of Ugly. When I get to her room I have the decency to knock and she doesn't answer. So I just open the door and she is just lying there on her bed. She looked REALLY sick and I ALMOST felt bad for her. I felt her forehead and it was really hot so I went and got her a cold compress. I put it on her forehead and waited for, like, four hours for Grimm to wake up. It was dreadful.