A/N This chapter is in Daphne's POV, because I realized it would be awesome.

To Lara D, the super awesome sparkly reviewer. Yes. Sparkly. =]

OH! IN THIS STORY, PUCK AND SABRINA ARE 15 AND DAPHNE IS ALMOST 11.

Chapter Six

Daphne's POV

I watched as Puck ate all the muffins—he eats more than I do—and I watched as Sabrina ate the one I brought her. And watched as they ran into each other and got stuck together, not realizing it as first. I watched as they argued, and I watched as they went to Uncle Jake.

Because that's all I ever do, isn't it? Watch. Watch, and wait, and be treated like a little girl.

I followed Sabrina and Puck to Uncle Jake's room and watched as they interrogated him. Watching them made me angry—they didn't even realize that someone else might have done something. That I had done something.

"Actually," I said, stepping into view, "I'm the one who did this to you. Uncle Jake just supplied the ingredients."

I had a moment of satisfaction—I had caught them off guard. Sabrina looked completely shocked, but Puck looked…understanding. He gave me a look, and I got the feeling that he didn't approve of what I'd done, but he understood why I had done it.

I gave a look that I hoped said, "Shove off."

I walked into Uncle Jake's room and sat down in his desk chair, gesturing for Sabrina and Puck to sit down on the bed. Puck sat immediately, and Sabrina was forced to follow. I heard her grumbling under her breath—as usual, she was complaining.

"Daphne, what did you do?" my sister demanded.

I shrugged, hoping to seem older and nonchalant. "Well, I found a recipe for muffins, 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."

Puck looked confused. "A bit of what?"

"You know those Chinese Finger Traps?" I asked. He 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."

I grinned. I had finally one-upped my sister. Don't get me wrong, I love her to death. But she was always perfect, always cunning. She never did anything wrong, and everyone thought she was so incredibly clever. Which she is. But I am too.

"Daphne Grimm," Sabrina said in a voice I recognized from back in the orphanage, "what the hell makes you think you have the right?"

My mouth dropped, my eyes went wide. Sabrina sounded…well, more pissed than I had ever heard her. I could feel a knot in my chest that told me I might start crying. My sister had cussed at me. Actually cussed at me. Something she had never done before. Never, no matter how bad it got.

"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 Puck with her. The tears started to fall before I could stop them, and Uncle Jake came over to me and hugged me tightly. I cried into his neck for a while, completely broken by Sabrina's angry words.

All I'd done was play a joke—something that everyone else did all the time. Why was she so mad at me? Everyone always accused those two of being in love. Why was me doing it any different? Why was she so upset with me?

I couldn't seem to stop crying, and Uncle Jake just sat and held me until I fell asleep.

I woke up a while later, groggy and confused. I knew it was the middle of the night, but I didn't remember anything. Then it all came rushing back, and a wave of despair hit me.

I sat up and heard voices in the hall. I heard my parents, and Granny, and Uncle Jake. I walked out of the room and over to my mom, who hugged me tightly.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"Nothing, sweetie," Mom said.

Jake rolled his eyes. "Don't lie to her, Veronica. Your dad's angry that Puck and Sabrina are in Puck's room, Peanut. As always, he's making a commotion."

Looking between Uncle Jake and Dad, I was suddenly struck by how much like Sabrina and I they were. Dad and Sabrina were alike in so many ways…pigheaded, angry, sure they were right. And me and Uncle Jake were a lot alike, too. Or at least, I like to think so.

"Like hell I'm angry!" Dad said. And then he stormed off down the hall to Puck's room, just like Sabrina would've done. Mom and Uncle Jake followed, but Granny stayed where she was, saying something about how she was getting too old for this.

Dad stormed into Puck's room, and Mom tried to calm him down. A few moments later, Puck and Sabrina stumbled into view, not even an inch apart.

I probably shouldn't have been proud right then, but I was. I was proud that my spell was so powerful. Proud that I was finally good at something Sabrina wasn't.

"Fairy boy," Dad said angrily, storming up to a very confused looking Puck, "just what do you think you're doing with my daughter?"

"What?" Puck said.

Dad turned to Sabrina, and I flinched. I knew Sabrina's temper, as well as my dad's.

"And you, young lady, had better get to your room before I change my mind about grounding you."

Sabrina's mouth fell open. "Young lady? What the-."

"Don't play dumb with me, Sabrina Grimm."

"I'm not," Puck began. He paused for half a second before continuing. Maybe he wanted to be sure everyone was looking at him. "Doing anything with your daughter," he finished.

Sabrina looked at Puck oddly for a few minutes before she finally yelled, "NO."

"Grimm," Puck said, giving Sabrina a look. "Shut up." I was a bit surprised that Sabrina didn't yell at him, but maybe my spell was working.

"Go. To. Your. Room," Dad said angrily. Mom stepped in then, convincing Dad to calm down. I think it was a form of magic that only my mom had—the ability to calm anyone down.

I stayed silent throughout much of the following argument until Mom asked what Sabrina was doing with Puck.

And Sabrina told her the truth. Like, that I had cast a spell.

For a moment, I couldn't breathe, but then Mom started laughing, and I exhaled in relief. Thank God my mom was cool.

Mom turned to Puck after a very long time of laughing. "Is this true?" Of course she'd want to verify Sabrina's story.

"Yes, it is," Puck answered.

"Daphne?"

I shot my sister a death glare. "Yeah. But Uncle Jake helped, and I only did it to make them admit they're in love," I said proudly. I knew my mom would approve.

She started laughing again. Uncle Jake, Puck, Sabrina, and I all stared at her. She tried talking once, but I couldn't understand around her laughter.

Finally, Sabrina said, "Look, lady, I don't know what drugs you're on…"

I furrowed my brow in confusion. That sounded a lot like Puck. "Sabrina? Um, why are you talking like Puck?"

"I guess I've just been around his awesomeness so long that I'm picking up the lingo," she said with a slight shrug after a long pause.

Puck rolled his eyes, and I giggled. "Ok then. Happy to see my spell is working."

Mom dragged me out then, Uncle Jake following behind. We shut the door behind us, and I went back to my room, content with knowing that my spell had worked.

And that maybe, just maybe, people were starting to realize I was my own person.

A/N So, that was just kinda a bridge between plot points. I promise, it's going to get better after this. If I ever find the time to write.