A/N: - I am great with posting, no? I'm saying it now, and I'll say it every day 'til the 25th:

Merry Christmas all,

And to all…

A good night!

*I can say this since its 11.40 P.M. where I live. Yeah! I'm a night owl! Rock on, night owls!

*If you're a night owl, do two things; 1) tell me when is the latest you've ever stayed up at night; 2) Copy and paste this onto your profile.

Without further ado, I give you… Word #9! This is… Present!

The doorbell rang.

"I'll get it!" said Daphne.

"Yeah. Do that." Sabrina was still sort of mourning. Puck and Uncle Jake had left, to explore the world and find magical artifacts, two days ago. And though Sabrina refused to acknowledge it, for the past two days she hadn't done anything but sit on the couch and stare into space.

Daphne looked at her older sister, made a face, shook her head, clucked her tongue, and then went to answer the door.

Before opening, she asked, "Who is it?" through the door. That was the new rule in the Grimm household. Never answer the door before knowing for sure who it is.

"It's Hare from the delivery company! You've got a package."

"Oooh! A package!" she opened the door. "Thanks, Mr. Hare."

"No problem. Well, it was a bit of a problem. That's a big package you've got there, Missy." he said as he wheeled the big box into the house. "Uh…"

"Oh, yeah." Daphne reached into her pocket and found a few crumpled dollars. "Here."

"Uh… it's not much… but it's better than nothing. Thank you, and don't forget to call me when a package needs delivering." He walked off down the driveway.

Daphne slammed the door shut and ran for the package. She squinted to look at the label. "Sabrina, guess what! It's from Puck and Uncle Jake!"

"Huh?" she got up and came closer. "Daph, you know the rules. A grownup has to open all packages, just in case."

"Okay." She ran up, calling her mother.

Sabrina stared at the label. She was glad that Puck hadn't forgotten her. She remembered a conversation she and Puck had had the night before he left:

Sabrina had been sitting on the roof. She was looking at the moon; wondering when she would have a nice normal life, without people always coming and going.

"Hey, Ugly." she turned around, and there he was; hair stylishly messy and hands planted on his hips. He was about four inches taller than her, now that both of them were physically nineteen.

"Could you be nice to me at least once?"

He smirked. "I have a reputation to maintain, Grimm. But, yeah. Just this once." He came and sat next to her.

"I don't understand. The one time life starts becoming normal, people start leaving again, and it all gets ruined."

"You could come with us." He said, eyes flashing in the moonlight.

"You know I can't do that." Sabrina mumbled, turning to look at him. "There's a fifteen-year-old Daphne to protect."

"Touché, but, seriously. She has her mom and dad, and, to tell the truth, you need a vacation."

"No. I can't. And anyway, what would I do on vacation with two immature boys? Make you lunch? No thank you. You two can make you own lunch." she said, trying a feeble attempt at humor.

"Funny."

"Sorry."

"Well, if you've made up your mind, then, think of this; I'll send you something. Something that won't fuel your addiction, but something nonetheless."

"You've increased your vocabulary, haven't you? Touché, nonetheless, fuel."

"I was reading."

"You? Reading? Give me a break." she snorted.

"I'm not the same person you met all those years ago, Sabrina. Remember that." and with that, he walked away.

"Hello? Sabrina?"

"Hey, sweetie, get up."

Sabrina snapped out of her daze and looked around. "What?"

"Uh – you've been staring at the postal address for about ten minutes now."

"Sorry. Flashback."

"Okay. I'll forget that. Can you move away from the package so we can open it?"

"Uh… yeah." she moved back. "Here."

Daphne opened the box, and inside it was a much smaller cat carrier and an envelope.

"Hey! I think it's an animal!" she reached into the box and lifted the cat carrier out. She read the name on the envelope, and gave it to Sabrina.

"It's for you."

Sabrina took the envelope, spotting the 'from Puck' on it. She stuffed it into her hoodie pocket.

"There's some kind of a really small dog in here!" the overly excitable young teen said.

"Open the latch." said Veronica. "I don't think it'll bite."

Daphne opened the latch, and reached in. Her hand came back holding a sort of very small half-dog, half-hamster. "What's this? Sabrina, open the envelope. Maybe we can find out what it's called."

Sabrina opened the envelope. Inside were two notes, one labeled 'to read in front of Daphne' and one labeled 'to read without the presence of Daphne'.

Sabrina smiled. She took out the first note. She read it out loud.

"'Hello everyone! I sent you a pet, if you hadn't noticed. If you are concerned of our wellbeing, I'll just say we're both good an' kicking. We're in Greece, and we'll probably be here for a while.

Back to the pet. This thing is called a 'dogster', for reasons imaginable. It is basically for Sabrina, since I promised her something. Daphne, I know you're angry, but you didn't ask for anything, so you won't get anything unless you send me a letter or something, so calm down. Count to ten. That's right.

Inside the dogster carrier, there are a few pictures of what they look like and a pamphlet for how to take care of them.

Now please excuse Sabrina, and tell her to go to her room and read the other note, which will appear blank inside to everyone but Sabrina.'"

"Okay, Sabrina. I think you better go and read the other letter." Veronica said, smiling.

"I'm going." She said, sprinting up the stair two by two.

She closed and locked the door behind her. She slowly went and sat at her desk, took out the note, and started reading.

Dear Sabrina,

I hope this reaches you. We're in Greece, Athens, as you already know. There are plenty of Everafters here, and we've been tracing remains of the Scarlet Hand here, too.

I found this animal with a special Everafter. Cupid, believe it or not. He grew up! When I traced him, and got to his residence, I was expecting a baby in diapers. Instead I found a guy about our age.

Anyway, these pets have a special power. They can feel and send messages of affection to anyone, however far away they are from each other, if there is love between them. I have one, too.

And I know you love me, Sabrina. It seems to me that everyone knew this except the two of us. You know I love you, and I know you love me. There's really no use hiding it anymore, Sabrina. We need to turn around and face facts.

These creatures can tell me anything you want to tell me. Just talk to them gently and they'll send a message through dreams. Expect weird dreams.

Your best friend,

Puck.

Smiling, Sabrina put the note away, took out another page, and started writing.