Hey peeps! I'm back with a new (hopefully) awesomely awesome chapter! Haha. So anyway...this chapter is dedicated to Anime-Freak353, because she asked me to update first. Congrats! Remember, first one to review (a positive review, hopefully) gets a dedi!
Also, I'm super super super super SUPER sorry for not updating in ausch a looooonnggg time. But I have had so much school work and assignments to do, I've been so busy! But it's school holidays now, so I'll try to update something every day.
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"I am going to murder you for this, Fairy boy," Sabrina growled as Granny scrubbed at her face with a hand towel.
The Fairy boy in question was sitting on the edge of the bath tub, looking very triumphant over his good fortune. He'd performed the ultimate prank on Sabrina – because of course it wasn't really water in those balloons – it was hair dye, meaning Sabrina's naturally blonde hair was now a startling shade of red.
"Don't look so pleased with yourself, Snotface," Sabrina said, shooting him a spine-chilling death stare, "I'll get my revenge."
"It doesn't look so bad," said Daphne, circling Sabrina and looking at her hair. "It's very...punk, with a chic twist on it."
"Since when were you a fashion expert?" Sabrina cocked an eyebrow at her sister.
"Since I started reading Total Girl," Daphne said matter-of-factly.
Sabrina sighed and looked at her watch. Since some of the hair dye had gotten on her face as well, she'd been sitting in the bathroom for about half an hour while Granny tried to scrub her face clean.
Granny dropped the towel on the floor. "This isn't doing any good. I think we may need to use magic to get the rest off. Jake!" Granny called.
Jake was there in about two seconds. "Yes?"
"We can't get this dye off Sabrina's face. Do you have a spell that would help?"
Jake instantly started digging around in one of about twenty pockets in the oversized trench coat he always wore – after he had a laughing fit over the new, red Sabrina.
"You're not helping," Sabrina snapped.
"Sorry," Jake instantly stopped laughing, as anyone would do when facing an angry Sabrina, and he began searching his pockets once again.
To pass time while Uncle Jake looked in those many, deep pockets on that trench coat of his, Sabrina started sneaking evil glances at Puck.
"If looks could kill, Puck would be in a lot of trouble right about now," Daphne murmured, seeing Sabrina's facial expression.
"On the contrary, Marshmallow, I probably wouldn't even be half dead. Is that seriously all you got, Grimm? An attempt at an evil death stare?" Puck said snidely. "Your face scares me as it is, mind you. I don't know why you would want to make yourself look uglier."
"Oh, you'd better take that back, Fairy boy, or you'll be getting twice as much revenge," Sabrina grumbled.
"Yeah, yeah, just keep telling yourself whatever makes you sleep at night."
"Shut, your trap, Muppet!" Sabrina said, and was clearly about to get up and hit Puck, but Uncle Jake stopped her in her tracks by crying out "Eureka!"
Everyone turned to Jake, and he drew something out of his top left pocket...
...It was a scrubbing brush, which looked exactly like the one Granny had been using to scrub Sabrina's face clean earlier – unsuccessfully, mind you.
"Um, Jake..." Sabrina trailed off.
"I know, I know," Jake said in a rush. "It's exactly the same as what Granny was using before. Except...it's not. Not really. Take a look."
Everyone watched as Jake scrubbed at the dyed parts of Sabrina's face. Even with as little effort as he was using, the burgundy patches were quickly disappearing, and every time Jake scrubbed at her face, a patch of silver dust was left on Sabrina's face.
"Magic," Sabrina muttered, wiping the silver dust off her face as she looked at herself in the mirror. "Thanks, Uncle Jake."
"See, 'Brina, for just about normal object in this house, there's a magical counterpart, that looks exactly the same," Uncle Jake explained.
"Even the kitchen stove?" Daphne asked hopefully.
"Even the kitchen stove. It's up in the attic. But don't get any ideas." Jake looked over at Sabrina's head. "But I'm afraid we're fresh out of magical shampoo."
"Pity it's a fifteen-wash dye," Puck said smugly, and everyone laughed, except Sabrina, who glowered at Puck.
Granny stopped laughing and spoke up. "It'll come out eventually, Sabrina. In the meantime, who wants to come with me to take the puppies to the vet?"
"Me!" All the kids said.