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Things really got interesting on Friday.

Sabrina had asked for permission to have Aaron come over on that very day and work on some project for Biology. Daphne had gotten a kick out of the way her dad had twitched, and frowned when Sabrina had asked.

Eventually (and after some soothing from Veronica) Henry had agreed with the agreement that Sabrina had to leave her door open, and keep a nice distance away from Aaron.

Sabrina had nodded happily, and sprinted upstairs, probably to call Aaron.

As soon as she was up the stairs, Puck had told Granny Relda that he had planned to have a girl that was in his English class that he was tutoring over on Friday as well.

Daphne had to leave the room, to have a giggle fest in the safety of her room.

By the time that Friday had rolled around Daphne had worked up a pretty stable plan. First observe. Then sabotage. The rest was up to Puck and Sabrina themselves.

Her plan would have seem backwards to most people (even Daphne herself didn't quite have all the kinks worked out) but she figured that if she could get Sabrina and Puck to fight, it would scare away Aaron and the girl, (whose name she learned was Samantha) Sabrina would get mad and storm off, and Puck in a rare stroke of maturity would offer a heartfelt apology.

Maybe then Sabrina would finally see the mature, serious, and boyfriend material person Puck could be.

And if that didn't work then Daphne would really be screwed.

Friday afternoon found Daphne and Red (who was vastly confused by the plan but was going along with it anyway) crouched by the foot of the stairs watching Sabrina introduced Aaron to their parents.

Daphne supposed that Aaron was a nice enough guy, in truth he reminded of Daphne of an anti-Puck.

Where Puck was fair of hair, Aaron's was dark and well-kept as opposed to Puck's more shaggy style. Aaron's eyes were dark brown, and sparkled with maturity, and good humor. Puck's eyes were green, lively, mischievous, exciting. Aaron was quiet, mannerly, and Puck was the exact opposite.

Puck was exciting, and though Daphne tended to not be judgmental she would make an exception for Aaron.

As Sabrina practically dragged Aaron up the creaky staircase, Daphne took a moment to think.

She had already met Samantha, and almost laughed out loud.

The girl was like the anti-Sabrina. She was polite, open-minded, and seemed to think Puck was a pretty cool guy. If that wasn't enough she even looked a little Sabrina, she had wheat blond hair, and dark blue eyes. And Daphne even noticed that their names started with the same letter.

However she couldn't dwell on that too long, she didn't have much time to put her plan into action.

Turning to Red, she said, "Get ready to put operation GPT in to motion."

Nodding Red turned, and hurried up the staircase.

Daphne watched her go; they would be in so much trouble.

The plan worked.

A little too well.

After dinner, Daphne had gotten stuck with dish duty, it had been while she was scrubbing out the frying plan that'd she'd heard the first sounds of trouble.

She strained her ears listening; Red slipped into the kitchen and began washing the plates. Daphne nudged her, and Red nodded.

"Sabrina is furious." Red whispered, "She's apologizing to Aaron right now, in between screaming at Puck."

As if on cue Aaron skidded down the stairs and headed for the door. He was covered from head to toe in the most disgusting mixture that Daphne ever had the extreme pleasure making.

Before dinner Red and Daphne had taken a bucket, and made their own gloop concoction. Toothpaste, mashed tomatoes, six eggs (shells and all), brown banana's, curled milk, peanut butter, ketchup, and mud mixed with mayonnaise were just some of the things that the two girls had tossed into the mixture.

They'd rigged the bucket so that when Aaron opened the door he would be caught in a deluge of utterly repulsive junk. Unfortunately that meant that some could also hit Sabrina, which Daphne supposed was a bonus.

Sabrina ran down the stairs, she too had been caught by the gloop but not as bad as Aaron.

"Aaron!" she called out, "Aaron I'm so sorry, he's just such an idiot sometimes. I'll get you a towel!"

But it was too late; Aaron was already out the door.

Puck flew down the stairs, and touched down lightly behind Sabrina.

"Sabrina-"

Sabrina whirled, and a truly terrifying expression appeared on her face.

"You." She hissed, "What is your problem?"

Puck held his hands, "Sabrina I swear I didn't—"

"Didn't what?" Sabrina snarled, "Prank Aaron? Give Elvis sausage so that my room wouldn't be fit to breathe in? Let alone study?"

Puck nodded, "I didn't-it wasn't me!"

"You are an immature, smelly, rude, jerk that has pranked me more times than I can count. Why should I believe you?"

"You have too—"

"I have too? I have too? In case you didn't know fairyboy, I don't have to do anything you say."

"Sabrina—"

But Sabrina turned on her heel, and stormed up the stairs, leaving Puck standing alone looking like a kicked puppy.

Daphne shared a look with Red.

That went well.

A/N: Understatement of the century Daphne. So not so cliché eh guys? Thank you thank you for all the reviews! They make me update faster. Seriously, thirteen reviews in three reviews? You guys are freakin awesome,

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