"Wait, we are going to visit Daphne?" I asked in surprise, wondering where my younger sister could possibly be hiding out. When we spoke on the phone a week ago she was at her prestigious boarding school in Massachusetts but I was willing to bet that wasn't where we would be meeting her.

"Yes Sabrina, we are going to visit Daphne, how about a game of cards?" He sat down across from me on the flying carpet and pulled a deck of cards out of the small pouch he had attached to his hip. I was about to question him, seeing as the cards were too big to have come out of such a small leather pouch but realized it was probably magically enhanced like the old car my Granny Relda used to drive everywhere.

"Puck, don't you think we are going a little too fast on this flying carpet to be able to play cards?" He just looked back at me and smiled.

Soon enough we were pulling into a fancy hotel or rather on top of a fancy hotel. Puck guided the magic carpet to the roof of the Four Seasons and then proceeded to break in through the door on the roof that led back inside the hotel.

"Puck, what are you doing? We kinda need to pay for a room in the lobby?" I asked, confused as to why we were sneaking around one of the fanciest hotels I had ever seen.

"Relax Ugly, I got this covered." He flashed me a mischievous grin before lifting me bridal style and flying down the pristine hallway as he looked for a certain room number. I held on tightly, praying he didn't decide to drop me for the hell of it and hoped that no one walked down the hallway and saw us. After a couple minutes of exhilarating terror as the thought of being seen, Puck seemed to find what he was looking for. He carefully put me down and proceeded to knock on the spotless, white door labeled 929 in bold, gold lettering.

"'Brina, Puck!" Daphne exclaimed in excitement after swinging open the door. My little sister was nearly my height, at an impressive 5' 8", and appeared bright eyed and bushy tailed despite the late or rather early hour.

"Hey Marshmallow, do you have any food? I'm starving." Puck complained and marched into her room. I let out a small groan of annoyance while Daphne laughed and walked over to the mini fridge.

"I have some of Granny Relda's meatballs. I made 'em but they're her recipe." She opened a tupperware container filled with gag inducing bright green meatballs smothered in a creamy red sauce. However instead of feeling the urge to acquaint his head with a toilet like myself, Puck licked his lips and snatched them from her.

"So Daphne, why aren't you in school?" I asked and watched the excited teen pale slightly.

"Don't freak out 'Brina but I'm doing online school so I can help get Uncle Jake back." Was I the only one who didn't know about Uncle Jake? How long had everyone else known? Judging by how cozy Daphne's suite looked, she had been there for a couple weeks at least. I was about to ask a bunch of questions when I was hit with an overwhelming desire for sleep and couldn't think of much else.

"You know what at this point I'm too tired to care, where can I sleep?" I asked wearily. She sighed in relief, no doubt because she had expected a long lecture on the importance of high school and living an ordinary life. I would still talk her to tears on the subject later but now I needed to close my eyes.

"You can use that bed, we'll talk when you wake up." I gave her a quick hug and climbed under the puffy comforter and let my exhaustion swallow me whole.

When I woke up the sun was streaming through the open window and a warm arm was snaked around my waist. I sighed in contentment and wrapped the arm tighter around me before coming to my senses.

"Puck!" I bellowed, "What are you doing in my bed?" I demanded, trying to forget how nice it had felt. The sleepy man rubbed his eyes for a moment before turning on his other side and closing his eyes. Extremely pissed off, I pulled a dirty blonde hair out of his scalp and jumped back as he popped, his expression mirroring my own.

"What would possess you to rip out my golden locks? He asked angrily.

"What would possess you to climb into bed with me?" I spat back. The two of us then stared one another down until Daphne walked in with a smile on her face and interjected happily,

"Oh good, you two are up." I hit Puck in the arm once before turning my attention to Daphne and plopping down next to her on the plush blue sofa.

"As if I would sleep on the ground. Why do you have to be such a princess?" Puck muttered before sitting down next to us and ignored the dirty look my only sister gave him. Everyone who knew Daphne, knew how highly she thought of Snow White and princesses in general.

"So what's the plan for today?" I asked Daphne. She opened up a bag of Starbucks pastries and handed me a croissant.

"It's time for you to meet, the leader of our side. Peter pan." Before I knew it, I was staring at a broken window and the bad of a pink winged man barreling away from the Four Seasons. I then said a quick goodbye to Daphne, promising to meet up with her later that day and ran to the roof to fetch my flying carpet. Puck was going to kill himself or even worse, Peter freaking Pan.

Hey Guys,

I am so so so sorry this is delayed. I was visiting a friend and was unable to post this. I want to give a special little shoutout to hasic10, who this chapter is dedicated to. I hope you liked it. So far she has been the only reader to give me feedback, please everybody tell me what you think. I have no idea what I'm doing wrong or right and frankly all of these ghost readers are terrifying me so please give your opinions and suggestions for the story so far. I will try my hardest to get another chapter up this weekend.

-SS

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