So, I wasn't very happy with the ending of the last chapter, but hopefully this one comes out better! I just updated for "A New Game" and my first songfic- "Young Blood". Thanks for all your reviews- and here is the next chapter!
I looked around the street. Central park was only a few blocks away from where we were now. Of course, the Hans Christian Andersen statue was well in the middle of the park. Even if we made it in to the park, we'd be running from the police for a while.
"So what do we do know, Grimm?" Puck was eating a french-fry that he had stored in his pocket from before. I really didn't want to think about what else he'd stored in his pockets.
"That's what I asked you before and you never answered. So how should I know?" I scowled at him and felt his aggravation add to mine. This wasn't very good, because that just made my urge to punch him even stronger, and if I punched him then I'd get hurt too. "Well, you said you had money… we could find a hotel…"
"Yeah!" fairy boy exclaimed like a preppy school girl.
"Then, they would call the police and report runaway children…" I added somberly.
"Oh…" preppy school girl moment, over.
"Do you think the police would notice us if we flew?" he had his trade mark mischievous glint in his eyes and a sly smirk.
"No… they wouldn't…" Well there was a boost to his ego, the second time today that he actually had a good idea. "Fine! Just don't drop me!"
Yes! Who's the dumb one now? Huh? He started to do a dance in the middle of the still crowded side walk. I rolled my eyes and kept walking.
"Still you."
Back in Ferryport landing
Uncle Jake sat down on the couch. Seconds later, he stood up and returned to his pacing. They were heading to faerie the next morning, and the caged rogue was on the table in front of him. It ranted about them never finding Sabrina or Puck, and that the master had most likely killed them already.
"The children are a lost cause! They're dead, and soon the rest of you will be as well!" it cackled and shook in the metal cage.
"Shut up! Or I'll find a nice piece of iron and slip it into your kibble." Jake threatened. Granny had insisted that 'no matter how much we hate him, we can't starve him to death'. So they fed the little demon Elvis' long abandoned kibble.
"Bah! You need me! I know what the master's got planned!" it protested cockily. The rogue banged its fists against the top of the cage and screamed.
"Yeah, so what does he have planned?" Jake exclaimed. That traitor! Mirror had helped them and befriended the Grimms for so long. He'd become a member of the family. Now, he was their enemy and had been since the very beginning. They just hadn't seen it.
"I won't tell you! You naïve and foolish humans!" it spat at Uncle Jake and started pounding on the cage walls again. Frustrated, he got up, banged a fist on the top of the cage(just a little, not like the rogue screamed or anything), and started up the stairs to get a restless night of sleep.
Down the hall, Daphne sniffled. Through the whole day of searching through books, among books, among books, the only thing she got out of it all was disappointment and five paper cuts. She would have been researching all night long, but Granny Relda had warned her that there was a chance they might be in faerie. They had a long day tomorrow and it would do no use if Daphne was too tired to investigate. Still, she felt her sister slipping further and further away from her every moment that they hit another dead end. She closed her eyes and fell into a haunting nightmare of her sister trapped behind a thin glass wall as Puck and herself tried to get to her.
So, I'm setting up for something here and I wanna see if anybody can guess what happens next. Review please!