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SPOV:

The ride to Faerie was pretty uneventful. Well, about as uneventful as it can get when your in a rusty deathtrap known as the 'family car' with an immature fairy, the Ex Big Bad Wolf, a former psychopath, a pouting Granny (who was upset that we wouldn't let her drive), and a little girl who won't stop talking- while making up words, all on our way to an Everafter city in New York.

So, in other words, probably the most normal, boring, uneventful thing to happen to me in weeks.

When we got to our destination, however…

Mustardseed was waiting for us outside the Golden Egg, looking somewhat frazzled. It was understandable, though, as he had been doing a lot of work rebuilding Faerie.

While it had taken a lot of effort, it had definitely paid off. The city was large, grand, and clean.

There were greetings and, oddly enough, I couldn't see Titania anywhere. She was usually there to try to give Puck a giant bear hug. I glanced at Puck and I could tell this didn't go unnoticed by him. I could also see he wasn't bothered in the least by his mother's absence.

After I chatted with Bess for a while, I took a deep breath, grabbed my guitar, and walked in to the loud, crowded building. People were trying to shout over each other, and it was an adventure just getting to the stage. Bess tried to calm the occupants down with little success. After a while I motioned for my family to plug their ears and told Bess to as well. She looked at me curiously, but didn't question it.

Once she'd plugged her ears, I took a deep breath and yelled at the top of my lungs- into the microphone: "BE QUIET!" After everyone took their fingers from their ears (and stopped screaming about 'the voices' in one case), we started playing.

Daphne looked excited, and Red had a similar expression. Granny gave me an encouraging smile and if you looked really close at Mr. Canis' face, you could see that the corners of his mouth were slightly turned up. Puck was immediately caught up in arguing with Peaseblossom.

I sang my short solo absently as I scanned the crowd, smiling at Mother Goose. A few mouths dropped open, but I was used to that by now. Fighting the urge to roll my eyes, I looked for my little sister again.

She had a huge grin on her face and was telling everyone "That's my sister!" I smiled and played the finishing note of the song.

.~*Time Skip*~.

"Wow Sabrina, you were great!"

"Beautiful, Liebling!"

"I told you she was Pucktastic, no… Sabrinalicious, Red!"

"You didn't suck, Grimm."

"Okay!" I cut in, my face well past scarlet now. "I get the point! Can we all just forget this ever happened and send someone to get me a bottle of water?"

My sister smiled. "No to the first, but yeah, you can get water." I sighed. That was probably the best I was going to get. As Daphne and Red walked over to Mother Goose, Puck started talking.

"Oh yeah, Peaseblossom was looking for you earlier. Something about palms, and something else. She also said something about bringing us to this?" Puck looked confused. "Ugh. My sister is so weird."

I laughed. Peaseblossom was a lot like me and went out of her way to confuse and embarrass Puck. Usually in public. Her 'Big Sister Duties' as she liked to call it.

"Pease and I go to a fortune teller every… visit . She likes to laugh about their eccentric natures. I guess she wants you guys to come to."

"Wondertastical!" Daphne exclaimed, handing me my water. "Can I get my palm read too?"

I nodded. "Wondertastical?"

So, after learning a new word and finding Peaseblossom, we walked to the fortune teller's, leaving Red behind with Mr. Canis, since neither of them wanted to go. I was constantly stared at (which was very uncomfortable, and made me jumpy). I nearly took off Puck's head for sneaking up behind me.

Other then the staring, the way there was interesting, to say the least. We met a nice hobo, though. (Story below.)

I was stopped by a hand on my shoulder. I spun around, ready to fight for my life, only to be smothered in a giant hug. I pulled away immediately. "Who the heck are you and what do you think you're doing?" I sputtered.

"Princess!" The bald headed hobo cried. "I've finally found you!"

"What on earth are you talking about?"

"You don't remember me? I was sent to protect you!"

"Wha-"

"You must hurry, Princess! You're in grave danger!"

I backed away. "You're telling me. That's pretty much the story of my life. But-"

"I know! That's why I must save you! He approaches quickly. You must run!" Despite the fact that something was clearly wrong with this man, I shivered. There was something vaguely familiar about his words, but I shook my head an dismissed them.

"Look at me and listen closely." I commanded, looking deep into his eyes. "I have something very important to tell you." He was intently hanging on to my every word. I discreetly rummaged through my bag and grabbed the vial of forgetful dust I kept for emergencies. I took it out and blew a pinch of it at him.

"I'm not sure what kind of meds they prescribed to you," I started. "But they aren't working. Go to your doctor and tell him to stuff it, because he obviously doesn't know how to do his job. You never saw us, you were just on your way to the doctor's. Got it?"

He mumbled something incoherently and walked off in a different direction.

Puck broke out into hysterical laughter at the mental scarring this was undoubtedly going to give me. It was a relief when we finally got to our destination.

Puck squinted, trying to read the sign in the window over the sun's glare. "Esmeralda's Prophecies." Puck read, "Prophecies, palm, and aura reading."

Daphne smiled eagerly. "Yeah! I want to have my palm read!" She grabbed my arm and pulled me to the door. She looked confused when she looked around, obviously expecting a dramatic setup.

It was actually the opposite, with the exception of the back room where they actually got started. It looked like any other boring waiting room, with the exception of occasional crystal ball or palm reading chart.

As everyone looked around, Peaseblossom confirmed our appointments and seemed to be arguing with an extremely flustered secretary. I walked over to see what was going on, with Daphne following.

"-and we had appointments set up for five people! How can there only be two!"

"Pease, what's going on?" I asked, tilting my head curiously.

"I set up appointments for us, Puck, Red, and Daph, but somehow the only ones that they have record of are ours!"

"Can't they just schedule them in anyway? This place is usually empty."

"We're closing early. Today's the twelfth." Was the secretary's simple reply.

Pease rolled her eyes. "So? What's so special about that?"

Daphne thought for a while, then grinned. "I got it! Tomorrow's Friday the thirteenth!"

I frowned. "So? As far as I know Emma's not superstitious."

Daphne looked up at me. "Who's Emma?"

"The fortune teller." Pease explained. "Her actual name is Esmeralda. And she isn't superstitious, as far as I know."

"A lot of fairy's are, though. Especially Mom." Puck said, grinning mischievously, "I can't believe my luck! I know a few people that are way past time for a good pranking!" He went on, mumbling incoherently with a cackle every now and then.

I took a step away from him. "As long as it's them and not me. Speaking of Titania, I haven't seen her all day. Where is she?" I asked.

Pease shrugged. "Cleaning. Well, ordering people to clean, anyway. I guess someone's supposed to come by the house tonight."

Okay, just to get this clear, house is an understatement.

With Mustardseed in charge of Faerie, they had made a lot of money over the years. After fixing up the town 'till it could hardly be called a town anymore, Titania decided that she could no longer live in the 'unacceptable conditions' that they originally called 'home'. So, she built a mansion that was up to her standards.

In other words: definitely not a house. Everyone in my family, (adopted and otherwise), had their own giant, shmancy room there. We'll get back to that later.

"She's acting as if dad himself is coming back from the grave! That person must be really important if they can get mom to be this fidgety."

I put that in my mental filing cabinet of 'things to investigate later' and turned to the secretary. "Are you sure you can't fit in two more people? It's not even noon yet."

She shook her head. "There's no way. I'm sorry, but I can only schedule two appointments today and we're closed tomorrow."

Peaseblossom sighed. "Then change my appointment. Instead put in Daphne Grimm."

Daphne looked at her wide- eyed. " Are you sure?"

Pease ruffled her hair, smiling. "Yeah, kiddo. If I want to get my future that bad, I can always sign up later, where you only come every few months." Daphne smiled.

She turned to me and smirked. "I just want to hear 'Brina's fortune. She always has the interesting ones."

"If by interesting, you mean life-threatening, dangerous, and completely unwanted, then I agree." I grumbled.

The secretary- whose nametag read Kris- smiled, obviously relieved that the problem was solved. She pressed I button marked 'intercom' and spoke. "Esmeralda, you have two clients."

"I'll see them in a bit!" Came Emma's trilling voice.

We waited for what seemed like hours, but couldn't have been more than five minutes. Daphne wouldn't stop bouncing in her seat, and was constantly asking Pease questions.

"What's her fortune reading room like?"

"Similar to Scrooge's"

"What does similar mean?"

"Something that is almost the same as something else."

"Oh. How can she tell your prophecy?"

"She's just has that power somehow."

"What happens?"

"Her eyes just get distant and they change color. Then she tells you your fortune."

"What color do her eyes change to?"

"It depends on your future."

"Oh. What does she do when she tells you your fortune?"

"She holds both your hands and tells you your future."

"Why does she hold your hands?"

"I don't know, maybe physical contact helps her get a clearer image?"

"Oh. What-"

"Okay, who's first?" Emma asked, cutting off Daphne's next question.

"Daphne Grimm." The secretary called.

"Thanks Kris! Sabrina, Peaseblossom! Long time no see. How are you two?"

"Okay," I replied. "I would be much better if it wasn't for creepy hobos." After explaining and introducing the family, she whisked my sister off to her fortune telling room. I followed closely. Even though Emma seemed okay, so did Mirror, and he turned out to be the leader of the Scarlet Hand. I wasn't going to let Daphne suffer because of another mistake on my part.

Which is mostly the reason I almost ripped out my hair with frustration when she decided she didn't want any one in the room with her for her fortune. Even though there was only a thin door between us, the only part I actually heard of Daphne's fortune was the 'family' part.

"Remember to be strong. Hard times are coming and a life- changing experience will soon take place for a loved one. You are the only one they'll listen to; you need to be there to support them when no one else can. Stay on your toes and keep your eyes open."

Now, usually, I wouldn't be worried. But, the thing was, Esmeralda was always right. She had yet to even make the smallest error with the most microscopic detail. She was always spot on, part of the reason I didn't fully trust her. Also the reason I respect her. Every time she spoke, you could tell it was the truth. So, obviously I was worried, though I tried my best not to show it.

Soon, it was my turn, and everyone was allowed in the room, something Emma wasn't to thrilled about, but accepted.

"Hands." I gave her my hands and let her focus, trying my best to stay still.

"You have a special aptitude for the fine arts," Daphne rolled her eyes and Pease mouthed 'Duh.'

"-love to beautify the home. You'll have a long life-" Now that one surprised me! Then again, it could probably be considered long for me to live another month... "- and are capable of filling lofty positions. Tend to have a rough, mistrusting nature, very quick temper-" At this Puck snorted, earning a glare from both Emma and me.

"As I was saying, have a very quick temper, and incredibly strong will power that will accomplish anything you undertake. You're used to solitude and serious studies, and have a good, commanding nature.

"You will have considerable property, which will be taken from you repeatedly." A cold shiver went up my spine, and I silently prayed that she meant the houses the orphanage sent us to. If Emma noticed, she didn't show it.

"You will travel a great deal, and will have few brothers and sisters. Rough times are coming, be ready and strong. Curb your temper and conserve your health." I could feel a migraine rolling in. Time for the prophecy.

Emma closed her eyes, seeming to be asleep. But I knew better. Right as Puck opened his mouth to say something, her eyes snapped open. There were so many different colors in her eyes, some people would say they were an extended rainbow.

That is, if the majority wasn't black and red.

"Someone has mailed a letter

For you.

Opportunity I see in

A day or two.

"I see a happy reunion with a friend you may have forgotten. Be ready to combine past successes with future opportunities. Smile often and wear a sapphire for luck. You'll be needing it."

I glanced down at my bracelet. If you got it in the right light, you could swear there were blue gems in the hilt of the tiny sword.

After Emma went back to 'normal', we thanked her and were practically thrown out by Kris.

My migraine was hitting me full force now, feeling as if someone was smashing a ton of bricks on my head over and over… Not to mention the pain between my shoulder blades.

I groaned. "Granny, you wouldn't happen to have any Asprin, would you? Or extra- strength Advil?"

She shook her head. "I'm afraid not, liebling. Are you alright?"

"Yeah Grimm, you look paler than usual." I smacked Puck. Or tried to, anyway. I ended up having to grab his arm in a pitiful attempt to steady myself when the world started spinning.

"Woah, Sabrina! Are you okay?" A female voice not unlike my own asked. I opened my eyes.

"Yeah Pease, I'm fine."

My friend's eyebrows knit in confusion. "I didn't say anything."


End Chapter.

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