A/N HEY! :D next chapter. Yay. I'm really starting to like this story—just you wait and see. It's going to get better.
Chapter Three
Puck's POV
I stared at Marshmellow in disbelief. It was her? Not Jake, but Daphne? I knew she had some crackpot idea about Grimm and me being in love—an idea the rest of the family falsely shared—, but this seemed extreme. What kind of person put magic in muffins? Magic that made us unable to be more than an inch away from each other, no less.
That was crossing a line.
Looking at Daphne, I reassessed everything I had previously thought about her. I used to think she was becoming more and more like her sister. But besides looks, they were nothing alike. While Daphne looked like a brunette (and chubbier) Grimm—and would one day probably be the spitting image—, she was more like Jake than anything.
No, that wasn't quite right, either. Daphne was purely herself, and looking at the little girl, I saw that for the first time. And, much as I hated to admit it, I sort of understood why she'd done what she had. She must be sick and tired of always being compared to other people. Grimm, Jake, Veronica…but never Daphne, never herself.
So even though this whole situation pissed me off, I forced myself to look at Daphne and grin like it was no big deal. I knew she could read something else in my eyes—a message telling her that while I wasn't mad, this wasn't the way to handle her problems.
And looking back at me was a defiance—she'd do what she wanted whether I liked it or not.
I glared right back, but when she gestured for me and Sabrina to sit down, I sat—pulling Grimm down with me.
"Daphne, what did you do?" Grimm demanded.
Marshmellow shrugged. "Well, I found a recipe for muffins and asked Uncle Jake for a few key ingredients—I switched out the milk for a love potion fused with edible glue, and the salt for a bit of Chinese Finger Trap Dust."
I wrinkled my forehead, utterly lost. "A bit of what?"
"You know those Chinese Finger Traps?" Daphne asked. I nodded. "This is a dust made from that and infused with a bit of Fairy Godmother magic. It's supposed to make it so that the more you fight, the closer you have to be. Eventually, you'll just learn not to fight. And when you finally admit you're in love, POOF! and the spell is gone."
Daphne grinned, very proud of herself, but I could feel Grimm boiling beside me. She was pissed. I was thinking about ways to stop the explosion that would almost definitely occur, but before I could, Grimm was standing up, looking angrier than I'd ever seen her.
"Daphne Grimm," she said in a very dangerous voice, "what the hell makes you think you have the right?"
Daphne looked stunned, and I couldn't help but feel the same. While yes, Daphne had definitely crossed a line, Sabrina shouldn't have cussed at her.
"W-what?"
"You heard me. What makes you think you have any right to decide how Puck and I live our lives? If we don't want to have a relationship, we won't. You have no fucking right to interfere."
And with that, she stormed out, dragging a stunned me with her. I cast one look back at Daphne, who was starting to cry. I didn't blame her. Something was very, very wrong with Grimm.
I managed to make Sabrina come to my room, much as I had that time I handcuffed us together. I flew her to the trampoline, and we lay down side-by-side—as close as if we were cuddling. I had a sudden urge to wrap my arms around her, but I suppressed it.
We lay in silence for several moments, but finally, I couldn't take it anymore.
"Grimm…what's going on with you?"
"What do you mean?" she snapped.
That got me a bit pissed. "I mean, what's up with all the cussing? At Daphne, of all people. And why are you suddenly so GRARRRR! monster all the time?"
"None of your business," she muttered sullenly.
I sat up and stared at her. "Like hell it is. While we're stuck together, everything you do is my business." She didn't respond, so I continued, softening my voice. "Look, Sabrina. I can tell there's something wrong. You're snapping, you're cussing, you're hurting your sister.
"There's this sort of darkness around you," I continued. She wasn't looking at me, but I had a suspicion she might be crying. "And it scares me, Sabrina. And I want to help."
That last bit seemed to snap her out of whatever trance like state she'd been in. she turned on me, her face streaked with tears but her eyes cold.
"I don't need or want your help, or anything to do with you," she said. She was so hard, I flinched. Not to mention her words hurt, although I didn't know why. It made me lash out.
"Too damn bad! You have to tell me."
"Have to?" she repeated. "HAVE TO! I DON'T HAVE TO DO ANYTHING YOU TELL ME, YOU ASS!"
"YES YOU DO!" I screamed back.
The next few moments passed by quickly, and I don't really remember half of what was said—only that we were fighting worse than we ever had before.
With every word, we were drawn closer together, which just pissed me off more—and seemed to do the same to Grimm. The yelling continued until we couldn't get any closer.
"I HATE YOU!" Grimm yelled at me, and looking into her eyes, I believed it.
"I hate you too," I said back, hating the words even as I said them. And that's when it happened. It was what I imagined being sucked into a vacuum cleaner must feel like, except…worse. It was like my soul was being pulled out and shoved into someone else. And before I knew it, I was looking at the world in a completely different way.
A/N
=] I hope you liked it! Once again, this is dedicated to the fantabulous Lara D.
Also, I feel that I ought to explain why I rarely update. Yeah, I'm busy, but that isn't the real reason. Not really.
The thing is, I'll go through these stages—they can last anywhere from an hour to a couple of weeks—where I get a lot of writing done. A chapter or two of this, several chapters of my series, and even a couple chapters of my other stories. But then I'll have to not write for a while—whether that's one month or four. So I can't actually write unless it's the right time, and I have no idea how to control it—except to have an exceptionally bad week, which makes me write well for some reason.
So I'm sorry if I don't update, but short of intentionally having shit-tastic weeks, I can't do anything about it.
hope you liked the chapter!
