Yo! I is back! Plz comment, last time I only got 7, and from my studies, the number declines as I go on! For example, I got 13 reviews for the first chappie in my other fic, and for the tenth, I only got 4! That's pathetic compared to 13! Plz do not make a pathetic number. Comment! Oh, should I put Sapphire in the story, or is it a bad idea? This story puts scary images in your head. Viewer discretion is advised.

Sabrina's P.O.V.

Now my head is back to normal, I can be happy. PUCK HAS TO CLEAN MIRROR! I don't even know how far the walk-in-closet goes back, and he has to clean it all! BEAT THAT! I am probably grinning like a maniac right about now, but I don't care. Puck got in trouble for once!

Soon, it was dinnertime. I dreaded to think about what we were eating tonight. When Granny came out of the kitchen, my worst suspicions were confirmed. She held a plate full of what looked like green dirt and had glasses full of purple milk. (It is my superhero name! Visit my profile.) I felt sick. How was I supposed to eat this stuff? I felt better when Puck walked in and he looked as if he had just ran a marathon in the hot sun then had to power wash a wall. He looked exhausted! I bet my smile stretched to my ears. "Oh, you're happy for once." He said. "Is it because of my presence?"

That wiped the smile from my face. Why would I be happy to see him (Who wouldn't be besides you?) and why did he say I was happy for once? I decided to ignore the remark about me caring about him. "I'm happy," I began "because I don't have to see you as much because you'll be cleaning Mirror." Puck scowled. I guess the cleaning had put him in a fowl mood.

Moth's P.O.V.

I sent my pixies to find the vorpal blade and check on my husband-to-be. So far, they haven't reported back. Suddenly, I heard talking in my ear. "Mistress," the pixie said "the vorpal blade is in the old woman's dresser. It seems that Master Robin has the task of cleaning the magic mirror's halls for turning The Loathed One's head into that of a donkey. I have not currently found a way into the house, but we will keep looking."

"Thank you, my pixie." I said. "Your work is valued." As soon as he zipped off, I got angry. They were forcing my sweet to clean. He will not clean! The human girl should clan for getting in my fiancée's way! Once he is liberated from this hellhole, he will undoubtedly be grateful. He won't have to clean in our house! Our servants would clean for us! I will bring the others in the house along to be our slaves! Well, maybe I could come back for the rest of them, but one was coming along just so I could show Puck the joys of having a slave. There was whipping them into order, having them do anything you want, and .etc. as benefits. I will bring along the human girl. No! Her close proximity could keep the unhealthy spell of love for her going. That's what happened! He likes her better because she put him under a spell! Of course! I need to pick the slave now, though. I'll think of a remedy later.

A few minutes later, I had the answer. Her sister would be the slave! Sure, she wasn't good for anything hard, but surely she knew of the antidote for her sister's spell? I could…convince her to tell me. Whipping almost always works. Stabbing the arms of the victim is faster, though. I'll think of something. Maybe the sight of her being tortured would work! As soon as the spell is broken, it will be entertainment for both of us! (She's insane and she's going to hurt Daphne! Puck has to save her!)

Puck's P.O.V.

I went to bed without washing or brushing my teeth, which the old lady told me to do. I am not some trained monkey! I will not obey every order that is thrown at me! I am the great and powerful Trickster King! (Comment if you think the "Trickster King" and all those other things of badness are getting old! XD) I crawled onto my trampoline and fell instantly asleep. Man, I was tired.

I had a very horrible nightmare. In it, I awoke in Moth's arms. I tried to scream, but my mouth was covered by her hand. She had her pixies gag me and then she went into Daphne's room. Her pixies gagged her as well and then they floated us to the woods. Another section of pixies floated the vorpal blade to her and she cut through the barrier. Then we all went through and I was knocked out. I lay on my trampoline with my eyes shut, mulling over what this dream could mean. Maybe it was a prediction, or the old lady's cooking affected my mind in unconsciousness. Then I tried to scratch my nose and found I couldn't.

My eyes flew open and I stared around. I felt sick. I was in the house of my birth, a place that I had never wanted to revisit. My arms and legs were bound, and to top it all off, the worst part of my nightmare had come true. There was Moth in front of me, looking at me with a crazy look in her eyes. I struggled to get away, but she just sat there. Finally, she said "It's not going to work. Those bonds are magical and they prevent you from using your magic." Her face turned into a twisted smile while I stared in horror. She had gone completely insane!

A pixie floated over and whispered in my ear. Her twisted smile got even wider and creepier. "Well my sweet, the entertainment is ready. How do you like it Roman style?" I knew what she meant. She was going to hurt someone for entertainment! I remembered that she had taken Daphne, too. Then I remember nothing.

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