IT TOOK ME I-DON'T-KNOW-HOW-LONG BUT IT'S HERE! THE SEQUEL TO "Why You Should NEVER Leave Daphne Home Alone" is here!
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DON'T MOCK MY TITLE! *pouting while trying to think if there's a better idea*
I don't own Sister's Grimm~
"Ugh…Red, I'm bored."
"You've been saying that for the past half four, Daphne."
Two twelve year-old girls were sitting alone in an attack. The first speaker, a girl with brown hair held up in a braid, was lying on the wooden floors, looking like she would rather be anywhere than where she was. The second, a girl with auburn hair looked down at her, a disapprovingfrown on her face.
"We've been up here for hours," Daphne Grimm complained. "It was fun at first, but now we have to dust the whole place? C'mon, Granny didn't even force that on Dad and Uncle Jake when they were kids!"
Red merely sighed, looking at the broom and duster in her hands. "What can we do?" she asked tiredly. "They're making us pay for what we did. In the end, we kind of deserve it."
"Aw, c'mon, that was about…one week ago! We've dealt with tougher things!" Crossing her arms, Daphne pouted.
"It doesn't really help our case that Officer Joanna became good friends with Snow," Red agreed timidly, sighing. "It just always brings back memories of how they met."
Daphne stood up and stretched, looking at her wrist for a non-existent watch. "According to my stomach, it's almost lunch time. So we better hurry up and finish so we can eat!"
Red giggled as she watched her friend get fired up again at the mere thought of food. Daphne hadn't changed much over the past four years, she thought.
As they were moving a stack of boxes aside so they could get better access to the floor, something shiny caught Daphne's eye. Naturally, she dropped her side of the box, causing Red, who had been struggling to hold it even with her friend's help, to drop it as well, causing the contents of the box to spill onto the floor.
"Daphne!" Red exclaimed. "Now we have to clean this all up!"
"No," Daphne muttered, shaking her head. "I saw something…I sensed the magic. But why would a magical item be in the attic?"
Red furrowed her brow. "I thought we cleared out all the magical items from the attic a long time ago. It's either with Uncle Jake, you, or the Anderson triplets." She frowned. "Or maybe a lot of unsuspecting humans and Everafters…"
Ignoring her friend, Daphne got on her knees and started to move the junk away, trying to find the object she saw, the object she sensed.
After a few seconds of sifting through the pile, Daphne saw Red tense; she could sense the magic, too.
"What is that?" Red asked skeptically, getting on her knees to observe what Daphne had found.
"It looks like…a wand," Daphne said slowly, frowning. "It doesn't look like any wand I've ever seen…"
The 'wand' was a long, twisted thing, carved with amazingly detailed faces with multiple expressions, each titled with different words such as "Anger" "Sadness" or "Happiness." It had the appearance and feeling of bronze.
"It's definitely strange looking. Nothing I've ever seen…"
"Hey, what're you two doing?" a voice asked. Sabrina Grimm poked her head through the small trap door leading to the attack, smiling. "Daphne, it's time for lunch. Didn't you hear Granny calling you girls?"
Daphne didn't look up from the wand, studying it. "Funny," she muttered. "I thought they were all gone…"
Sabrina frowned and hoisted herself up into the attack. "What're you guys looking at?" she asked curiously, leaning down to get a closer look, before recoiling abruptly. "Magic?" she asked sharply. "I thought all the magical items were removed from the attic years ago." She backed away uneasily.
"I did, too," Daphne said, furrowing her brow. "So why would this thing be here?"
Still wary, Sabrina leaned forward to tap the bronze wand. "I've never seen a wand like this, though..."
It could have been her imagination, but Daphne thought that the wand seemed to buzz when her older sister touched it.
"Hey, Marshmallow, Ugly, Red," another voice called. Another face appeared, looking rather bored. "You guys gonna eat or what? The Old Lady made me stop eating to come and ask you guys." He waited for a responce, before furrowing his brow. "Hey, answer me."
"Puck," Daphne said suddenly. "You and Uncle Jake had cleared out all the magical items a couple years back, right?"
"Ugh, how can I forget?" Puck groaned. "I couldn't get out of bed for a week after doing all that work!"
"Answer the question, gas bag," Sabrina snapped. She hadn't taken her eyes off the wand, and she was rubbing the hand that had touched the wand, still looking slightly sick.
"Yeah, we did. Why?"
"'Cause you slacked off," she finished flatly.
"Did not! I didn't stay sick in bed all week for nothing, ugly!" Puck snapped, sounding genuinely irritated. He jumped into the attic and walked over, scowling. "Let me tell you something, Grimm. I can actually pull something off when I want to!"
"Yeah, when you're trying to make others miserable!"
"What's your point?" Puck turned his attention to the wand in Daphne's hand, not bothering to wait for a response from Sabrina. Almost immedietly, his scowl relaxed, his face taking on a confused expression. "What's this?"
"I don't know," Daphne muttered. "I just found it."
Without warning, Puck snatched it away from Daphne, saying, "Let me see!" as he was bringing it close to his eye. Almost immedietly, she felt her hair stand on end. The air seemed to fill with an electrical charge, and Daphne instinctivly pressed herself on the ground, hands covering her head, yelling, "GET DOWN!"
The attic shook, and there was a blinding white light. Daphne could faintly hear Red shriek in surprise, throwing herself next to the girl. There was a shout from Puck, an exclamation of outrage from Sabrina, before the light died, the floor stopped shaking, and their voices faded away.
When the two girls looked up, the older two were gone.
"Lieblings?" they heard Granny Relda call. "Are you all okay?!"
Red glanced around the room, before calling shakily, "Granny? I think we have something to tell you..."
Daphne was crawling to where the wand was lying, and picked it up gingerly. She didn't know what just happened, but she knew it was bad as she studied the wand. The pictures of the faces were gone, as were the words. All that was left was something that didn't make sense, until she turned it sideways.
14 Days.