The front door swung open, banging against the wall and knocking over a few books in the entrance way.
"Hey, kids, Mom!" Uncle Jake yelled, his arms hugging a large box as he looked around it to find his way in the house without tripping. "Guess what I got?"
"What?" Puck and Daphne almost toppled over each other on their way down the stairs.
"Where's Sabrina and Mom?" Uncle Jake asked, setting the box down on the table and looking around.
"They went grocery shopping. Granny needed to re-stock the pantry, and Sabrina was certain she'd buy the weirdest stuff possible. And Mr. Canis drove them." Daphne explained.
"What's in the box?" Puck asked.
Uncle Jake pulled the box open and took out a large metal pail with some stuff inside it. "This!" He grinned, holding in up.
"Okay. And what is 'this'?" Puck asked.
"Is it magical?" Daphne bounced on the balls of her feet.
"Sort of." Uncle Jake continued to smile.
"Sort of?" Puck yawned. "It sounds boring."
"It isn't." Uncle Jake set down the metal pail. "This, my minions, is an ice cream maker."
Daphne stared at him, and then at the pail.
Puck grinned and rubbed his hands together. "Really?"
"Yep. I got it at a yard sale. It has to be over a hundered years old, since it's made from metal." Uncle Jake explained.
"So, if that's an ice cream maker, we can have ice cream anytime we want?" Daphne asked excitedly.
"Uh-huh. As long as we have cream, ice and salt." Uncle Jake answered.
"And do we have that stuff?" Puck asked.
"Yeah. I got it on the way home." Uncle Jake held up a shopping bag.
"So what's stopping us from starting?" Daphne grabbed the bag.
"Hold up, Short Stop!" Uncle Jake laughed.
She looked at him. Puck took the oppertunity to steal the bag of supplies from her.
"First we have to find a recipe. And, please, let's keep it normal." Uncle Jake explained.
"Why?" Puck and Daphne asked at the same time.
"Because, we have Mom's 'exotic' food three meals a day. I think we should at least let Sabrina have some normal ice cream. Besides, how good do you think squid ice cream is?"
"It's ice cream, isn't it? All ice cream is good, so why can't squid ice cream be good?" Puck asked.
"Don't you want rasberry ice cream?" Uncle Jake asked in surprise. "I bought rasberries. They're in that bag." He pointed at the shopping bag that Puck was holding.
Daphne shrugged. "Let's have rasberry ice cream!" She agreed with Uncle Jake.
Puck huffed. "I guess."
"Thanks." Uncle Jake grinned.
"Now let's find that recipe!" Daphne cheered.
~The Sisters Grimm~
"Okay, kids. We have the ice cream mix ready. The ice is in the ice cream maker. All that's left is cranking it to make ice cream." Uncle Jake was smiling again.
"Wait, we have to do work for it? You do know I'm allergic?" Puck scrambled for excuses.
"Yeah. What, did you think this stuff just churns itself?" Uncle Jake chuckled.
"Sort of." Puck admitted.
"Well, it doesn't." Uncle Jake explained.
"So what do we have to do?" Dahne asked.
"All you have to do is turn the handle."
"Wait, 'you'?" Puck asked, suspiciously.
"Uh-huh. I bought the supplies and ice cream maker. You can do the rest. I'm going to go sort through wands." Uncle Jake grinned. "See you!" He left.
Daphne stared at the work in front of her.
"So, all we have to do is turn the crank?" Puck looked over at the metal contraption.
"I guess. Do you want the first turn?" Daphne frowned.
"What? No. I'm allergic. Didn't we just go over this?" Puck looked startled.
"If you don't help, you don't get any." Daphne told him.
"Give me that crank." Puck made a grab for it.
"Sure." Daphne grinned, and let him start cranking.
~The Sisters Grimm~
"Is my turn over yet?" Puck asked, five minutes after they had started.
"No. You take twenty minutes, then I take twenty minutes." Daphne frowned at him.
"Who made that rule?" Puck grrumbled.
"I did, just now."
~The Sisters Grimm~
"Okay, you can quit now." Daphne said, fifteen minutes later. "It's my turn."
"Finally." Puck let go of the handle, and stepped back, rubbing his arm. "Why is there ice cream on the sides of the ice cream maker?" He asked.
"Uncle Jake said that it was because it doen't have a lid." Daphne told him.
"Really? It would be terrible to let it go to waste." Puck's eyes lit up.
"Wouldn't it, though?" Daphne grinned.
They both lowered their heads and began to lick the ice cream off the sides of the metal contraption.
Daphne tried to pull away first.
"Outh!" She complained. Her tongue wouldn't come off.
Puck looked up at her complaint. His tongue stuck, too.
"Whath thea heth?" He crossed his eyes trying to look down at his tongue.
"Unthle Hak!" Daphne called as loud as she could.
There was no response. And there wasn't any help until Sabrina and Granny Relda came home ten minutes later, laden with groceries.
"What on earth?" Granny Relda gasped, nearly dropping her grocery bags.
Sabrina stared.
Granny Relda put down the groceries and hurried over to the sink. She filled a cup with warm water, and poured it over their frozen tongues.
"How on earth did that happen?" She asked, as soon as the tongues of the two unfortunates had been released.
"Theth wath icth crheam on the buhet." Daphne explained.
Sabrina began to laugh. "Only in our family would making ice cream be considered dangerous." She giggled.
~The Sisters Grimm~
Yeah, I know I updated less than four hours ago. I know. But I wanted to do a family oriniated chapter. All I've been doing is romance, and I love the Grimm family's relationships.
So, anyway, there isn't much of an author's note, because I just updated.
I feel slightly stupid, but what does AU mean? Every fanfiction writer on here seems to know what this means, but I don't know.
Again, if you are a guest reviewer and requesting, please enter a name. You know my reasons by now, so I won't go over them.
'Til next chapter!
-The Irish Lass