Hi guys,
So there's been some confusion with the names of the last few chapters – Trip to the Vet Part 1 & Trip to the Vet Part 2. It was meant to be that those chapters were leading up to the actual trip to the vet, but since people have been somewhat confused by it, I now am going to re name the chapters. I also want to come up for a better title for the first chapter, but since I'm THAT bad at titling stuff, I'm going to leave it to the public. Whoever can come up with the best name for each of the previous three chapters will get a dedi in one of the future chapters. It's also going to be like this for every other chapter – whoever can come up with the best name for the future chapters gets a dedi.
Oh, and by the way...this chapter is dedicated to Scarlet Wolf, who updated first. Thanks for the review! If you want a dedi, too, be sure to review this chapter first!
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Mrs. Puck – Wow, thank you so much for your review, I feel honoured by what you said. To be compared to MB has got to be a great achievement in someone's life.
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And to the rest of you – thanks for your reviews! You peeps are awesome.
Now, on with chapter 4!
As they pulled up outside the small veterinary building, Sabrina realised the Grimm's car was the only one in the large parking lot.
"That's odd," She muttered to herself, but didn't bother to ponder that thought any further, despite what Granny had said about the vet always being quite busy.
"Come on, kids," Granny said, hopping out of the car. "Would you mind bringing in a puppy each?"
The kids complied, and they all forwarded into small building that just happened to be in the shape of an onion.
The first thought that ran through Sabrina's mind when they stepped into the cool of the veterinary was white. In the reception room, there were white chairs, white walls, white floors, and a white reception desk. Even the photos of the cute baby animals on the white walls were framed in white wood.
"I would laugh if whoever invented this colour scheme's favourite colour was black," Sabrina muttered.
Granny walked up to the reception desk, where are pretty, young-looking girl was sitting working on a computer. She had dark skin and even darker hair. She looked up when she saw Relda.
"Annie!" Relda cried, and the girl instantly got up out of her chair and embraced Relda in a hug.
"Relda! It's so good to see you again!" 'Annie' said in a soft, girly voice.
"Goodness, dear, how you've grown since the last time I've seen you! I honestly wasn't sure if I would ever see you again after the War, but here you are, as beautiful as ever!"
"Thanks, Relda! So what brings you around here?" Annie enquired.
"Well, we found a litter of puppies the other day," Granny said, gesturing to puppies in question. "And we don't know who the parents are or why they were at our house. We were hoping Ali could give them a DNA scan."
"Well, I'm sure Dad would love to help you out. DAD!" Annie called.
"One moment, Annie!" the thick, Indian accent of a man called back.
Meanwhile, Granny took the liberty of introducing Annie to the children. "Annie, this is Sabrina and Daphne, my granddaughters, and puck and Red, my adopted grand children."
Annie shook each of their hands. "I'm so pleased to meet all of you," she said with a smile.
"Annie is Ali Baba's daughter," Granny explained, right about the same time Ali himself strutted into the room.
"Relda," he smiled.
"Ali, how good to see you again," Granny said warmly, and Ali enveloped her in a hug. He was a tall man, who had dark hair and a moustache, and looked a lot like his daughter (except for the moustache, and the fact he was a man).
"Indeed, we are long overdue for a chat and a cup of tea," Ali said. "Where have you been for the past few years?"
"Haven't you heard about the war?"
"Yes, I have, but I've chosen to stay out of it. Couldn't be bothered to join the wretched Hand, same with Annie, here."
Granny was shocked. "But they were forcing nearly everafter to join, with punishment of death if they didn't!"
"I know, but let's just say, we have a few tricks up my sleeves, the thieves and I," Ali smiled, a sly grin that sent chills down Sabrina's spine.
Granny was gobsmacked. "Well at least the war is over now. The majority of the Scarlett Hand was destroyed about a year ago, and the survivors were prisoned at Charming's fort."
"I know, I was so glad to hear that bit of news."
So engrossed in the conversation with her old friend, Granny nearly forgot that there were children standing behind her. "Oh, and Ali! I almost forgot to introduce you to my grandchildren, Sabrina and Daphne, and my adopted grandchildren, Red Riding Hood, or Red, and Puck."
"Pleased to meet you, Sabrina and Daphne," he said shaking their hands. "But I already know Puck and Red. I used to babysit Red when she was just a tot, and let's just say, after Puck moved from New York, no prank was ever the same."
"So wait. You used to live in New York, and you were friends with Puck?" Sabrina asked.
Ali nodded. "Puck and I were quite good friends. But unlike Puck, I actually grew up – literally – and wanted to stay in New York for a few years to study to be a vet. Which I'm glad I did, or else I wouldn't be where I am now."
Sabrina turned on Puck. "Why didn't you tell us this?"
"I didn't think it was that important," he shrugged. He looked up at Ali. "No offence."
"None taken. So anyway, Grimms, what can I do for you today?"
"Well," Granny said, and told him exactly what she had told Annie earlier.
"They turned up on our doorstep. Literally. In a cardboard box, sprinkled with silver dust," Daphne continued.
"And they look exactly like miniatures of our dog, Elvis, except he's a boy, so..." Sabrina trailed off.
"…...So you think magic might have something to do with them, but you can't be sure, so you want me to check them over, correct?" Ali finished.
Everyone nodded.
"That would be nice," Granny said.
"Well then, follow me!" Ali said, and he led the Grimms to a door behind the receptionist desk. He opened the door and was about to lead them into a small room, but he abruptly turned around and held up his hands. "Now, Grimms, know that you are very lucky, as humans, to be coming into the check-up/surgery room. I usually only let everafters in here, because, well, I use magic, most of the time, to work on the animals."
"Thank you, Ali. We are very grateful, in that case," Granny said calmly.
As they all forwarded into the small, white room, Sabrina muttered, "Everafters and their magic."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Daphne enquired suspiciously.
"Well, most everafters have easy access to magic, but some tend to abuse that privilege, amd use it for simple tasks, tasks us humans have to do manually."
Daphne gave Sabrina an angry look. Sabrina knew how much it frustrated Daphne when she badmouthed everafters, so she quickly said, "But at least most of them use their magic for good deeds."
Daphne smiled and looked around the vast room they'd just walked into. In the room there was a computer in one corner, a large screen in another, and a large operating table in the centre.
"So, which lucky puppy gets to go first?" Ali said.
As if on cue, Mario, who was nestled in Red's arms, started yapping excitedly.
"Well, I guess that's decided then," Ali laughed, picking up Mario and placing him on the operating table. "Now, I'll give him an X-ray to check for any traces of microchips or magic."
Ali dragged over the large screen from the corner of the room and flicked some switches on the side of it. There was a key at the bottom of it, saying any red spots on the X-ray indicated a microchip, and any green spots meant magic.
"Okay, so you'll all need to step out of the room for a second, so there's no chance of the machine detecting any of you. And we wouldn't want that to happen," Ali laughed.
The Grimms and the other puppies stood out of the room, and after flicking another switch on the X-ray machine, Ali joined them. After a few seconds, they heard a loud fizzle, then a pop, and Ali signalled they could go back in.
When they came back into the room, everyone instantly looked at the X-ray of Mario, only to find…nothing. No red spots or red spots on the outline of the puppy.
"So, going by this, what we've got on our hands are completely normal, healthy puppies, but no idea who the mother, father or owner are," Ali explained. "But if you still want to know if there's any sign they're related to this Elvis, I can do that."
"That would be greatly appreciated," Granny nodded eagerly.
"Well, I'll need some of Elvis's DNA."
"Dang it! And we forgot to bring Elvis," Daphne said remorsefully.
"Will a single hair from him do?" Granny asked. "I always take a few hairs of his everywhere I go, just in case," she explained.
She pulled out a small zip lock bag from her purse. In it, you could just make out a few thin, caramel coloured hairs.
"That would be perfect," Ali said, reaching for the bag and extracting a single hair, then picking up a pair of tweezers. "Now I need some of the puppy's DNA. You don't have any problem with me pulling out a hair?"
"As long as it won't hurt him," Daphne said, patting Mario.
"I can assure you, it won't hurt him. Or rather, didn't hurt him," Ali smiled, holding up the tweezers, in which you would define a hair.
Daphne squinted to get a better look. "Wow. How did you do that so quickly?"
"It's actually quite easy, and only takes a millisecond to do. And the animals don't feel a thing when you do it."
Ali walked over to the computer and placed both Elvis' and Mario's hairs on a in a small white box which was connected to the computer. The Grimms went over to have a look.
"This is my magic DNA checker," Ali explained. "Much simpler to operate than how the humans do it. All you do is place the hairs inside the box, flick the switch here, and the results instantly show on the computer screen. Like this." Ali flicked a switch on the side of the box, and it instantly started flashing orange, then green, and then some words flashed on the computer screen.
"So," Ali said, reading the tiny writing on the screen. "The verdict. These puppies are perfect DNA matches to Elvis. He's definitely they father."
"That's great, but what about the mother?" Sabrina queried.
"Well, all it says is that the puppies also have traces of Labrador DNA in them as well. I'm afraid I can't tell you anything more than that."
"Well, at least we know something," Granny Relda said. "Thank you so much for your time, Ali. How much will this all cost us?"
Ali winked at her. "Don't worry about it, Relda. I'm just glad I could be of help."
"Are you sure?" Relda cried, taking out her purse to find some money.
Ali laughed and stopped her. "Relda, I'm positive. It wasn't anything big, after all."
Granny put her purse back in her handbag. "Well, in that case, Ali, thank you so much."
"My pleasure. Anything I could do to help an old friend," Ali said, grinning that same spin-chilling grin as earlier on.
But as they said their goodbyes and left to go to the car, Sabrina couldn't help wondering what Ali had meant by the word "help".
And there it is! Oh yeah, I hope y'all don't mind that this chapter might be...a tad boring to some of you. This chapter is about finding out the puppie's parents, if they're magic, etc., and about Granny reuniting with Annie and Ali.
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