*Disclaimer:* I do not own the Sisters Grimm, if you want to praise anybody, go to Michael Buckley.

Sabrina and Puck had spent the last few days lounging around in the secluded part of The Graveyard. Or at least Sabrina did. Puck was always searching frantically for something that Sabrina was completely clueless about.

"AHA!" Puck shouted in triumph one afternoon.

"What?"

"Check this out, Grimm! I found it."

"Nice try, Puck. But you're not fooling me like last time. If I'm gonna see what you found, you're going to bring it here, and open it first."

*Please ignore this. It is simply a break in the story*

'Last Time' had been when Puck pranked his first prank on Sabrina in the afterlife. He had set up this trick and finally set it into action. He had asked her to look at the book he had found and she made a wise crack about his 'allergies' against books. When she opened the book, she noticed how it was hollowed out, and then she saw the small contraption. The small device was programmed to repeatedly toss gunk at the first face it spotted after it was activated. The first face it saw, was Sabrina's and it flung mayonnaise, glue, sludge from the sewers, mashed pickles, and anything else Puck could cram into the small catapult. When realization hit Sabrina she had dropped the book and felt it throw things at her. She then backed into a leaf-covered pit of vinegar, baking powder(not soda), and mud. The book also fell down with her, and upon spotting its target, it began to splatter her with more junk.

Puck had already found out about all the ghost items that existed and was taking full advantage of them.

*Please ignore this. It is simply a break in the story*

"Fine" He muttered and in a second he was by her side.

"Look, Grimm. It's the spell book. It has a bunch of spells and recipes for potions. It's great!"

"Yea, so what? I've seen plenty. They aren't that special, Puck." Sabrina wanted some action. She was bored. She didn't want to stare at spell books all day. Besides, if her addiction still existed in the afterlife, those spells would get her worked up.

"So what?! This book can make us, um, what's that word you use? Tangible?" He asked. Sabrina nodded and he continued.

"Well, it can make you tangible. It also makes you look alive. Sure, you're gonna have that ghostly glow and might float one or two inches above the ground, but you can also speak to the living instead of just messing with 'em. Humans are too ignorant to notice our differences, anyway." He flipped through the multiple chants and ingredients.

They both let that sink in. Sabrina broke the silence.

"So... I can go back to my parents and Daphne and we can talk with everyone?"

"Yup, and then we can start our adventures again without any worries. Except for, you know, a prank." He grinned evilly.

She shoved him, "When can we start?!"

"Ow... You know, I don't think I can tell you anymore. I was shoved, and it affected my brain... I can only go on with an apology, Grimm... I don't think I'll make it..."

"Fine. Sorry, Drama Queen! Now get going!"

"It's THE TRICKSTER KING!"

"I NEVER ASKED!"

"Alright, Rat Teeth, we're going to need:

-The Goose-Girls cloth containing the queen's three drops of blood

-The rod with which The Willful Child was struck with

-The knotted Handkerchief from The Two Kings' Children

-The three tongues of giants from a Skilful Huntsman

-A perfectly Spherical stone, straight from the nearest river"

"Well... this shouldn't be too difficult." Sabrina wasn't too sure about it, though.

But Sabrina and Puck agreed on their quest, anyhow, and found out that as they were dead, they could leave the barrier from Ferryport. But they both decided to search Ferryport for the objects first. Luckily, they could always go by living eyes as unnoticed shadows, and they could touch and pick up items, and go through walls with enough force. Sabrina also found out, that her magical addiction (more like curse), had been lifted.

It was time for extra research on stories from the Brothers Grimm.

First stop, the Grimm household.

A/N: I still want to know the answer to that question from last chapter:

You know how when you live you're living? Does that mean that when you die or when you're dead you're dying?

So thanks for reading... and please review :)