2) Scared = Present, still SAB POV
The P/A system came on in every classroom in the newly re-named William Charming School, and there is a horrible screeching noise.
"This is William Charming, your mayor. We just received news. All students of the William Charming School will be transported to New York, if possible. This nation is in a state of emergency, declared by the president. Follow all directions. Do not worry; this will be over soon."
"Grimm," Puck says. "What's going on?"
"Like I would know, fairy boy," I tell him sarcastically. "You have to get us out of here. We need to get Red and Daphne, and then get home."
"Why? It's not like we'll be allowed to leave. The barrier, remember?"
"You and Red can't leave, but if Granny and Uncle Jake are already gone and Daphne and I leave, the barrier will fail," I reply, distraught.
"Right," he says, still confused.
He pulls me towards the middle school part of the building. We get there just in time to see Daphne and Red ushered into a large bus.
"I can't leave," I state the obvious. "We have to go home."
We start to run down the hall, but Charming grabs my arm.
"And where do you two think you're going?" he asks.
"Charming," I say, "I have to go home. Puck can't leave, and I have a feeling that I can't either."
"Nonsense, I'm sure that Relda would want you to be safe. Child, go with your classmates," the conceited man instructs, pushing me away from Puck.
"Charming," Puck growls.
"Fairy, don't. This way your precious little girlfriend will be safe. That's what you want, isn't it?" Charming taunts.
"Whoa. Hold up. Let's get something straight, Charming. One, I'm not a child. I'm a teenager. Two, I wouldn't date Mr. Trickster King over there until the end of the world," I correct him.
"Well, then it's official. The two of you are dating. The emergency is that the world is ending," Charming says, unbelievably calm.
"I think you've been spending a little too much time with Chicken Little," Puck snarls.
"First of all, Chicken Little thought the sky was falling. Second, that's not the point. All of the humans are being evacuated and then all Everafters will be put into underground shelters."
"The sky is falling," a young boy with almost white hair yells. "Mommy was right!"
Puck laughs and I almost do. But, then I remember that I am the mature one.
"Charming," I address him roughly, "I am going home, with Puck. You aren't going to stop us. Got it?"
Charming just nods.
"Good," I smile, and drag Puck out of the building.
"How the heck did you do that?" he asks.
"Well, it was easy. Snow White figured him out a long time ago. If you tell him what to do, he's not going to say no. She just persuaded him differently."
"Hmm," Puck says. "Nice."
"Yeah. Now, fly home," I order.
"I'm not Charming," he pouts, already getting us halfway home.
We open the door and tell the house that we are home.
"Granny?" I call.
No one answers.
I find a note on the fridge.
'Puck,' it reads. 'We all left. Take care of the house, and Red. If all of us get out of Ferryport Landing, try the barrier. You might be able to leave. If you're wondering what's going on, turn on the news or Sabrina's laptop. Good luck and we hope you survive.' It is signed: Relda Grimm, Daphne, Veronica, Henry, Jake, and Jason.
Jason is my brother. Mirror had taken him. Obviously, we got him back, safe and sound.
I'm here, in Ferryport Landing, which means the barrier is still up.
"Umm, Puck?" I say.
"Yeah?" he asks.
"I just doomed every Everafter in town."
"Huh?" Puck asks, obviously confused.
"Read this," I say, handing him the note.
"So?"
"So?!?!" I echo. "So, the barrier is still up, which means all of the Everafters are trapped here. And, we still don't know what's going on."
"Yeah. So, let's find out," he says calmly. He grabs my laptop and turns it on. He logs in, and opens an internet page quickly.
"Just when did you find out my password?" I ask.
"Umm. Last week, why?"
"Just wondering how often you HACKED into my computer!" I yell at him. Gosh, I don't even get a private laptop. Silently I hope that he hadn't found my diary that I typed up, instead of writing.
"Hey relax. Marshmallow accidentally told me your password. She found it once, but was afraid that you'd kill her if she logged in," he says, going to Google.
"And, as the Trickster King, you weren't," I comment sarcastically.
"Now you're getting it," he says refraining from any nicknames.
Since we learned that he was growing up with me, and he'd knocked me off the tower, he'd stopped calling me ugly. Usually, there was another nickname but today there wasn't. Now I knew something was wrong.
"Let me look," I say.
"I got it. I'm not totally stupid," he jerks away from me.
"Coulda fooled me," I mutter.
"I heard that," he pouts. He pulls up , scanning the headlines.
End of the World Approaches!!! One headline boasts.
"Whoa," I say. "Click on that one."
Puck grunts, but does what I say.
As of today, NASA has come clean. Planet Nibiru does exist. They have been tracking the course of the planet since the discovery of its existence. The Mayans had prophesized of Nibiru's arrival, but NASA and the US government had called it a myth, and a hoax. They pointed to all of the other 'End of the World' stories and dates, such as the one announced in 2003. Now, we have been informed that it is not a hoax. The Mayans were correct, Nibiru is on a collision course with Earth. This is assumed to cause an explosion in the Earth's core, resulting in every volcano on Earth to erupt with affects not seen since Pompeii.
Nibiru was prophesized in the Mayans' calendar, which has accurately projected every eclipse that has occurred since the discovery of the calendar system. Many of the Mayan temples have writings that hold key to their calendars and prophecies, but most of them have been classified by the US government.
The president has called for a national relocation. Apparently, the existence of Nibiru wasn't the only thing NASA was hiding from the public: There are also already existing settlements on the moon, and Mars. NASA and Area 51 have been reportedly working together to retrofit three giant UFO's to transport the population to these settlements.
If the Earth isn't destroyed by the explosion, all of the ash and debris in the air will make it impossible for anyone to survive. The collision will supposedly result in a polar shift, causing the magnetic poles to switch. This will create a different electromagnetic field, rendering all technology on Earth useless.
Maybe we should have paid more attention to the Mayans, the Egyptians, and the other ancient civilizations. It seems they were onto something.
For more updates on the state of the World, watch ABC's live updates every hour on television, and continue to visit this site.
"Wow," I say.
"Yeah," Puck says.
"Oh my gosh," I exclaim. "That means, that means that Granny and Jake, and Daphne are going to the moon."
"Or Mars," Puck adds helpfully.
"Oh, yes! Or Mars!" I repeat sarcastically. "Aren't you freaked out by this, at all?"
"Not really. This isn't the first time it's happened," he says. "And I thought you were the one who paid attention in class."
"What do you mean?" I ask, ignoring the jab.
"According to Mr. Clements," he names our history teacher, "the Mayan world had ended once about 2000 B.C."
"Yeah. And, there is a reason that the Mayans and Aztec are extinct," I say.
"The Aztec empire didn't fall to the Spanish until 1521 A.D.," Puck points out. "Some of us survived the first age."
"Wait a minute, you said 'us.'"
"Grimm, I'm over 4,000 years old and still a somewhat young fairy. It's 2012 AD. So, most of the fairies were alive during the fall of the first age," Puck says.
"So, it's not completely impossible to survive the end of the world?" I ask.
"I don't remember what happened. I was really little when it happened, my mother might know, but I'm sure she's already on her way to one of the transport vessels. 'Just in case,'" he says in a high voice.
"So, is there anywhere safe in Ferryport Landing?" I ask.
"I don't know. I don't really see the good of being underground, but if that's what Charming wants…"
"That's what Charming gets," I interrupt. "Yeah, I know."
"So, what?"
"I don't know," I moan, sitting down on the couch.
"What's wrong Grimm, you scared?" the fairy teases.
"Yes, Puck," I say seriously. "I am scared."
