A/N Hey its Jojo, I love the reviews! They make me feel all happy! (Like Harper, who is ALWAYS happy!) Please Note: Harper is my first name. It just like Josephine (My middle name) better, so it is ;

Harper's POV

It was so nice of Ex-mayor charming to let me stay in his…mirror. It's nice and cozy, and Harry, the receptionist, is so nice. Charming doesn't trust me that much, but since he went to the future and saw that I played a vital role in his existence (I don't know.) I am allowed to stay here. Plus I am paying him around fifty bucks a night. I hope this family gets happy quick.

I could not sleep. My first day has been a strange one. I met a boy who can turn into a raccoon, (probably other things too, I just hope I don't find out to soon.) I learned that I am now living in a town full of fairytale creatures, Red Riding Hood used to be a psycho murderer, and met a strange temperamental blonde girl. She seemed my age. Maybe we'll be friends?

Before I knew it, it was morning, but only 6:30 am. I got up, took a shower, packed my bag with everything I needed for the day, ate breakfast, and watched TV. At around nine o'clock, I stepped through the portal, (which still made me a bit uneasy) and walked to the Grimm house.

Ding Dong. I rang the doorbell. I waited a second, and then Sabrina opened the door.

"Hey, Harper!" She said. I'm glad she doesn't hate me any more.

"Hi! How's it going?" I asked, with a wave of the hand.

"Good. C'mon in." Sabrina said. I followed her inside, where Puck was playing a hockey video game, (How ironic) yelling at everyone who walked in front of the screen. Daphne was trying to get Red out of the corner. ;

I shook my head in disbelief. This family was going to be easy.

"Oh my gosh! Harper's here! Yay!" Daphne ran over and gave me a hug. Much to my, and most likely everyone's surprise, Red did the same.

"Hey, guys. What do you want to do?" I asked them, crouching down to their height. Red shrugged shyly and Daphne said, "IDK."

"IDK?" Sabrina asked. "Yeah, it stands for I Don't Know. I'm talking in text talk now." Daphne explained.

Sabrina rolled her eyes.

"Arg! Stupid Sharks!" Puck slammed down the controller down and looked over. "Oh, hi Harper."

"Hi," I said. The game had distracted me. I slid over on the couch next to him. "The San Jose Sharks are on this game? I didn't know any one outside of San Jose has heard of them." I said. Then I noticed the confused faces of the family. "What?"

"How do you know about them?" Puck asked.

"Oh, I used to live there." I said.

"Wait, so you came here all the way from California to make us happy?" Sabrina asked in disbelief.

"Yeah. It's my job." I honestly did not get the puzzled faces of these people.

"Even I didn't know that," Relda chimed.

"What? Seriously!?" I asked. So I had to move. So what?

"Well, we don't know how long you're going to stay here. It could be a very long time. We don't want to separate you from your family and friends." Relda explained.

"Oh it's no biggie." I said happily.

Pucks POV

This girl is a turd. At least no one saw her pin me down. That would be beyond embarrassing. I wonder if she made Daphne or Sabrina attack her. Or Red? Ha! Red would probably kill her. That psycho.

Whatever. I'm just going focus on my video game.

"Okay, back to hockey. Everyone in my town loved the Sharks. I mean, they were obsessed with that team." Harper said.

"I didn't really know anything about hockey until I got this game." I said.

"Yeah except they hit you with sticks," She joked.

I laughed. Maybe Harper isn't such a turd. Whatever.

"Harper your outfit is so cute! But what's Fisher?" Daphne said. I looked at Harper. She was wearing black sweatpants and a green shirt that was a reference to the play Wicked. On the side of the pants it said "Fisher" in green and yellow writing.

"Oh, Fisher is the school I used to go. We got the sweatpants with gym clothes." Harper said. "Thank you."

"Cool." Daphne said. "Hey, you guys, you wanna go outside?"

Harper shrugged and said sure, and everyone filed out the door. Not wanting to be alone, I went too.

Sabrina, who was last to go, disappeared into the forest, and I followed, but at a distance. Apparently it was too much of a distance because when I entered I couldn't see anyone. I continued on deep into the forest.

Giving up, my wings popped out and I flew over the forest. I looked all over the forest and didn't see any one. I surrendered and went back to the house, where everyone was sitting on the front porch, eating popsicles.

"Where've you been?" Sabrina asked.

"I was looking for you guys!" I said, feeling kind of stupid.

"We've been here the whole time, idiot."

"Oh shut up, buttwipe. I saw you guys go into the forest!"

"Why would we go in there? Last time I did I was eaten alive by pixies and almost drowned by Peter Pan." Sabrina laughed at the memory of how angry I got when Daphne called me that.

"DO NOT CALL ME PETER PAN I AM PUCK THE TRICKSTER KING!!! THE MASTER OF HOOLIGANS! THE PRINCE OF FAERIES! THE IMP!" I hate Sabrina right now.

"Well Puck," Harper cut in. She was writing everything down on her clipboard. "Is that with three exclamation points or four?" I fumed at her while Sabrina Daphne and Red laughed.

"Fine, I'll put three and a half."

Sabrina's POV

When Harper came back the next day, she had a brown felted bag with golden embroidery. It looked overstuffed and really heavy, but she carried it with ease.

Puck picked up the bag. "Jeez, what is in this?!" Puck asked in an exasperated tone.

"Bricks," Harper said sarcastically. But just to be sure, Puck took a peek inside.

"Liar!" He accused, than laughed.

"Gimme that." Harper reached over the couch and grabbed the bag. Just then I realized how gently she handled everything, though she seemed super strong.

"Your really strong if you can carry that all the way here from Charming's." Puck observed, oh so cleverly.

Harper tilted her head as if to say, 'Eh.'

"How many push-ups can you do?"

"I don't know."

"Try and figure out. See if you can do fifty."

She could.

"Well, what about sit ups?" Puck asked, with clear disdain washing over his face.

Harper did fifty sit ups, the noticed Puck's expression.

"Aw, Puck. Don't hate me because I can do more push-ups than you."

"You can not!" Puck roared.

"Ok, sorry. How many can you do?" Harper asked, kind of the way you would ask a toddler. Though, I'm pretty sure toddlers don't do many push-ups.

"One hundred thousand." Puck exclaimed proudly, almost indignantly.

"Whoa." Harper nodded, acting like she was impressed. Harper's a pretty good actress.

"Thank you. Nobody can beat Puck!"

"You've made sure," Harper chortled under her breath.

A/N Okay, this is a very random chapter. Its just to show that Harper is kinda getting along with the family, and is witnessing the insanity of the family. Yeah.