Sisters Grimm/max ride, fax/eggy/puckabrina
This is mainly sisters Grimm, but I'm adding max ride because I've never written a crossover and I wanna try it, I may do more, maybe not. Btw, if you read this and like it check my stories the afterlife and a boy, a girl, and a killer, oh my! [Now called laws of nature: broken]On Fiction Press. Oh! Max is the only one who knows her parents, and angel and Gazzy were born with wings. The white-coat-evil-creeps-who-are-immense-idiots-and- don't-care-about-anything-but-themselves just wanted to run tests on them, and they don't have bird DNA, just clearing this up for later. Btw, this story is rated bb-65 (no big babies or old fogies) feel free to use this joke, but u must recommend one of my stories. I'm sosososososo sorry this is so long, read on!
Perfect two-chappie 1
Puck POV
"PUUUUCCCKK!" the scream rang through ferryport landing, the small town on the outskirts of New York, population: about 200 after the Everafter war started… 3 years ago.
Hello, I'm Puck, protector of the last 2 Grimms still alive; Sabrina and veronica Grimm. We live with, little red riding hood, also known as red, we used to live with the big bad wolf, a.k.a. Mr. canis, but he went to live like a hermit after a while.
Sabrina came running through the door, her face looked horrendous.
Make-up was caked on like how I put syrup on waffles, but it was all dark purple, black, or blood red, like a Goth-girl. Make-up made Sabrina look MUCH worse than she usually did. Sabrina was naturally beautiful; she didn't seem to know that. When we were younger Sabrina would wake up at 3 o'clock in the morning and TRY to put make-up on, it wasn't her look, I mean, yeah, she was good at it, but she didn't look RIGHT in it.
ANYWAYS, Sabrina towered over everyone in the room, which happened to be just me, veronica, and red.
"Puck, can we have chat?" she asked, sounding like she was asking me where the bathroom was. But I knew Sabrina; the calmer she was, the madder she was.
"I'm really sorry Grimm, but I've got some stuff to do, bye" I called as I raced away from our cabin, 'oh crap, she. Was. MAD.'
'You shouldn't have done that, puck.'
'What the heck!? Who are you and why are you in my head!?'
'Oh, heh, I forgot you didn't know who I was. Well, I AM ANGEL!'
'This little girl is starting to creep me out!'
'Hey! I heard that!'
'Your point being…?'
'Up shut, idiot!'
'Angel! I'm the rude one, you're the sweet one!'
'I can be rude if I wanna!'
'Who the heck are you peoples!?'
'Oh! Sorry, Puck, meet Gazzy, Gazzy, meet Puck.'
'Wuz uuupppp, man?!'
'I STILL DON'T KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON!'
'Jees, your impatient, I was getting there. So, we, along with the rest of our flock, are from the future and…'
'Brina… lo… oo…'
'Puck, are you asleep?'
'Fried desert rat… yyuuummmmm!'
'It's not as 'yum' as you think.'
Lml-lml-lml-lml
Fang POV
Who is this guy that angel deemed so important, I mean seriously, one minute we were sitting around in dr. m's living room eating doughnuts and then we're in the middle of a forest and angel claims that we're here for a not-that-violent reason. I just hope we get to see this dude soon; I wanna know what he's like.
"There he is!" I'm startled by the sudden outburst… in a manly way…
Angel runs up to a lump of, what looks like, mossy rock and pokes it.
"Getff, mmslppn," it talks! Kind of.
"Puck!" I hear a girl yell," Puck!"
"Brrna, uurhg," it, for lack of a better term, gets up, stretches, and, getting a running start, jumps into the air. When he's at the peak of his jump, he does something I never thought would have happened, he pulls out two huge, pink, butterfly like wings and shoots towards the girls' call.
"Uuhhhhhh…" is all anybody, except for angel, has to offer on the most recent event in our little journey.
"That," angel points towards were the boy/butterfly mutation/freak flew, "is mine and Gazzy's dad.
A/N should I give you more, or give you suspense? Hmmm… I choose…
SUSPENSE!
JK! READ ON!
"WHAAATT! That dirty, disgusting butterfly is our dad!? He's barely older than nudge!" Gazzy complained- I mean exclaimed
"He's, physically, 14, mentally, he's 4,014."
"Wwhhaaatt!? That defies the rules of nature!"
"So do we," explained angel, "and besides, this is the past."
"Uuhhhhhh…" how brilliant am I? No, really, I want to know, my IQ is probably, like, 2.
"How are we in the past, angel?"Max, always the cool head.
"There's a thing called a time tear, puck and Sabrina, mom and dad, know about it. They, along with other good guys, are trying to figure out how to stop them from happening, they can help us."
"How do we find them," max asks, standing strait.
"They're located about ½ a mile north east, from all the thoughts I'm getting."
We headed off in that direction, not sure what we were in for.
A/N M'Kay, so, I was trying to get 1k but I don't want to work on this forever and I still have to do a bunch of homework, ha! Like I ever do it! Don't get me wrong, I'm not some retard who hates school and has bad grades, I have all A's and B's, I just despise homework. And there's the fact that between my readings, sleeping, writing, sleeping, drawing, sleeping, babysitting, sleeping, and playing video games there is absolutely no time… and I just don't like homework. HEY! Look at that, all my rambling paid off, I now have 1k words!
\Forever Slimed/
