AN-Sorry for the delay. And sorry if this is moving slowly. I've been having way too much drama because of boys. Since this is the day after my birthday, I decided to update. I also updated because I got a reviewer. Thanks to…Guest!
Oh and in this story Puck and Sabrina never got married (DON'T KILL ME) due to the well being of this story.
Disclaimer: Do I look like a guy to you? I didn't think so.
Chapter Two
I turned to Stephanie and my grandmother who was told to call Granny Daphne. "Who was that fairy boy who kissed me when I walked in? Was he Peter Pan?" I had already been told about how fairy tales were real and such and that fairy tale people don't like being called fairy tale people, they like to be called Everafters. So as I was getting a tour of the house, mostly filled with books, I was trying to figure out who the fairy boy was.
Just as Stephanie opened her mouth to answer my question, the furious fairy boy came flying down the hall.
Stephanie took out a piece of paper and started writing down something just as the fairy boy yelled. "I AM NOT PETER PAN! I AM PUCK!"
Seeing the sign Stephanie was holding up, I casually said, "From The Midsummer Night's Dream. Also known as The Trickster King and Robin Goodfellow."
Puck's face softened from the angry face he had on. "You've heard of me?"
"Nope. My new favorite person, Stephanie, was holding up a sign that said who you were and what story you were from. But if you ask me, Peter Pan is way hotter." I smirked, as I high fived Steph.
"No," Granny Daphne argued, "Pinocchio is the hottest Everafter in the world."
We all turned to face her with our mouths hanging open.
"What?" She asked innocently. "He's my husband."
I scrunched my eyebrows in confusion. My eyes widened when I realized what she said. "Wait, you're married to and EVERAFTER?" I half yelled, half asked.
She nodded smirking.
But I wasn't done talking. "HOW OLD ARE YOU!"
She thought a little bit. "48."
I scrunched my eyebrows as I thought some more. "M-m-m-my mother had me when she was EIGHTEEN!"
Granny Daphne nodded.
My face softened a bit as a thought some. Then my eyes lit up. I slowly turned to face Puck. "If you're an Everafter, do you age?"
He shook his head. "Only if you want to."
"If I'm a descendant of an Everafter, do I age when I want to?"
He shrugged. "I'm not all knowing like you're all hot."
"Shut up ugly. I am off limits. I have a boyfriend. Well I will soon. That is when I meet Peter Pan."
His eyes filled with rage. "You can't! You won't!"
I sneered, "I can and I will." I tried not to laugh as I dragged Steph into our room.
I couldn't hold my laughter any longer and laughed so hard tears started streaming down my face.
When I finally quit laughing, I saw Steph was asleep. A smile slowly crept to my face as I got the pitcher of ice water sitting next to her. I dumped it on her face.
"BRITTNEY!" She screamed.
"Yes my dear twinny?" (AN-Inside joke)
Her face softened when I said twinny. She sighed. "Fine. You get away with it for now. But do you really want to go out with Peter Pan? What about Wendy?"
I shrugged. Then Steph and I shared a look as we both said, "Granny."
We ran down the stairs to where Granny was sitting and reading an old family journal.
She looked up when she heard us breathing loudly. "Yes?"
"Is," pant, "Peter," pant, "Pan," pant, "single?" I asked breathing loudly.
A smile washed across her face. "Why do you ask?" She said innocently.
"He's hot." I mumbled as my face turned beet red.
"You wanna go meet him?" Granny Daphne asked when she saw me blush.
I nodded so fast I doubt she could see my head clearly.
"Then let's go." She smiled, as she grabbed her keys.
"UGLY! I'M GOING TO MEET PETER PAN WITH GRANNY RELDA AND STEPH! DON'T GET JEALOUS!" I yelled up the stairs so Puck could here me.
"Don't get him mad." Steph whispered. "He'll take revenge by pranks."
I visibly gulped as I walked out the door.