Okay, welcome to the first chapter of Time to Time. This story has been waiting since forever to get published and I finally got around to it. Expect an update every Sunday unless I say something different. Now for the professional stuff.

A huge thanks goes out to the most wonderfully awesome beta- Funk-tastic. If it wasn't for her this story would still be in a dark corner waiting to be edited. Thank You for making it what it is today.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Sisters Grimm. It practically owns me.

On with the story! Everyone, I now present to you-

Time to Time

Chapter 1- Mud, Comebacks, and Clouds

It was a quiet, sleepy morning in the Grimm house, which had been rebuilt –magically, of course- after the Grimms had escaped from the Book of Everafters.

Two years later, and Granny Relda was still possessed by Mirror. There was less talk of the war now; things seemed to have quieted down for a change. The Scarlet Hand hadn't resurfaced for the majority of this time and was only heard of from Charming -who often complained about the lousy spies they sent every now and then that kept getting captured and eventually… terminated, for lack of any other words that Daphne didn't understand. But goodness and silence can only last so long.

"You idiot!" a certain agitated fourteen year old screamed at the top of her lungs.

"What?" Puck asked in a sickeningly innocent tone.

"Look what you did to me, you thing," Sabrina replied, furiously gesturing at her blond hair- that was now coated with grime and muck.

"Did it to you? You're naturally ugly."

"You thought it would be a good idea to put dirt and junk in my hair?" she cried, infuriated that he could act so natural about the fact that there was dirt in her hair. Dirt that he'd oh so kindly put there himself.

"I believe there's a slug in there, too," he smirked as she squealed and shook her head while roughly running her hands along her scalp.

"Guys, please don't screa-"

"Do I look like a guy to you?" Sabrina shrieked, swiftly cutting off her younger sister.

"Yes, actually, you do look like a guy. An ugly one," Puck snickered. "It's a disgrace."

"No, I meant just stop fighting. You're scaring Red and it's so annoying. How are you ever gonna get married if you keep acting like you hate each other?" Daphne asked incredulously.

"WE ARE NOT GETTING MARRIED!" Sabrina screamed, tugging at her hair- and then groaning when her fingers stuck in the muddy, tangled mess.

"Ok, ok. Both of you shut up. Mommy has breakfast downstairs and it's green eggs and ham so hurry up before it gets cold," Daphne huffed, exasperatedly. Then she turned away from the two and stomped down the stairs.

Sabrina twisted towards Puck, and waving a hooked finger at the boy, she growled, "When breakfast is over, I swear…"

"Yeah, yeah. Go take a shower. You smell like dog doo," he replied, grinning roguishly.

She gave him her best snarl and lunged for the bathroom- and locked the door. The last thing she wanted was for him to somehow sneak in and play a prank while she was cleaning up his most recent trick. She made it quick for that reason, and when she got downstairs, Puck was already there.

Smirking.

"Good morning sweetie." Veronica said as Henry planted a kiss on his daughters' foreheads.

"Puck, don't eat it all!" Daphne whined as she dug into breakfast, completely ignoring her parents.

Sabrina plopped down at the table and stared at her plate as though the food resting on it was poisonous. Even though Granny was possessed by Mirror, they still wound up eating the same crazy, bizarre, and usually disgusting food that they always had. She examined her ham –which was glistening horridly- and then poked it a few times with her fork before shoving the dish aside.

"Hey pig face, you gonna eat that?" Puck asked, not even waiting for an answer before he dug into Sabrina's uneaten breakfast.

"Who are you calling pig face? Yuck. Can you at least try not to be disgusting for like, five seconds?" Sabrina asked her faced scrunched up at the site of Puck's waiting to be chewed food. It didn't help that it was green.

"I don't know. Can you?" Puck asked nonchalantly.

"Oh, would you just shut up?"

"You shut up!" Puck yelped at her -because no one says 'shut up' to a king- before he stupidly added "And you don't mean that I'm ugly 'cause you know I'm not. But I'm telling the honest truth about you, piggy. You could kill all of the Scarlet Hand with your face," he paused dramatically for effect, before gesturing widely at the whole kitchen, "Ladies and Gentlemen, I believe we have found our secret weapon!"

Sabrina felt her eyes sting at that last remark, so she retorted with something that she regretted the second it left her lips.

"I wish you would just go into some dark corner and die!"

Everyone was silent, staring at the flushed, angry Sabrina, until Puck said, very solemnly-

"I wish you would die so I wouldn't have to worry about you when you go on your suicidal missions. You are truly a stupid, ugly, unlovable thing."

Henry probably would have said something if he wasn't sputtering his steaming coffee back into the mug as his face distorted in anger. Daphne's forkful of green eggs had frozen inches away from her 'o' shaped lips, and were starting to slide off the fork and into her lap. Veronica was shocked and patting Henry on the back, trying to make him stop coughing and burning his mouth. Red slowly backed her chair out as far away from everyone as possible and let out a small, ignored sob.

Puck's comment hit Sabrina like a thousand bricks to the stomach. She pushed her chair back roughly, ignoring the fact that it tipped over and crashed to the floor, and ran out the door and into the forest. Everyone in the house was quiet.

"I took your morning crap," Henry yelled, startling everyone in the kitchen, "But no more! Now, go get my daughter!"

Daphne quickly ate her last mouthful of green eggs and ham before it plopped onto her lap, where Elvis' head was waiting eagerly. Ham was the closest thing to sausage on the menu and Daphne had just eaten his chance away. Everyone else just stared at Henry, who was pointing at the door and scowling impressively at Puck.

"Ok, ok, no need to get nippy. I'm going," the boy mumbled, standing up and hurrying out the door.

Puck flew through the woods for about ten minutes until he came to a clearing. Before breaking through the tree barrier, he folded his wings and started walking. There she was, huddled under a tree with tears flowing endlessly from her eyes. When she finally looked up and saw him standing before her, she hissed "Go away," as venomously as she could.

"Look I'm gonna get this over with fast, ok? I'm sorry. I didn't mean what I said and I hope you didn't mean what you said. So let's get over this and go home where it's safe and warm and -I only say this for your sake- clean. Let's go," he concluded his apology with a huff, and offered a surprisingly clean hand. She took it; he helped her up from the forest floor.

"I take it back," Sabrina said slowly, swallowing her pride. "I did the second it left my mouth."

"Yeah, I just didn't know a better comeback, so I used yours because it was so good. I knew it would hurt you." Puck's green eyes looked gold and sincere in the late morning sunlight; Sabrina couldn't help noticing, and she instantly directed her blue eyes down to the forest floor. What an interesting leaf…

"Alright, let's go," Sabrina said with a shiver, "I bet my dad was close to killing you."

Her comment was interrupted by a thunderous sound. Both teens looked up to see black clouds swirling around the sky coming towards them.

And just like that, they were caught in the eye of a storm.

"Uh-oh," Puck said.

"Uh-oh is an understatement! Puck, what's happening?" Sabrina had to yell over the wind that was whipping her hair around.

"I don't know!" he cried back as the black swirls started lifting them off of the ground.

"Oh my God, I think it's a tornado!" she screeched, remembering the terrible stories about the wrecking winds.

"I don't think so. I've never seen a tornado in Ferryport Landing, and I've lived here for a long time," he assured her.

"I can't see anything!" Sabrina screamed as the wind and dust sent tears running down her cheeks and blurred her vision.

"Sabrina, grab my hand and hold on. We have to stay together, okay?" Puck said as his hand found hers and locked it in a death grip.

"Okay," was the last word she managed before they saw a bright flash and deadly darkness.

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