*Author's Notes* Hi. It's me again. This may not be as good as usual, due to my deep depression about school starting. But, on the plus side, I watched two excellent movies this week, Pan's Labyrinth ( El Labrinto del Fauno) and The Seven Samurai. Also, I read the Tell- Tale Heart by Mr. Edgar Allen Poe and some other short stories . They were epic. Thanks for all the nice reviews, by the way. *Disclaimer* I do not own the Sisters Grimm, Puck (Darn!), and AMND. They belong to Michael Buckley and Will Shakespeare. Tell me what you think about the plan so far. Thanks zoocan for giving me the idea about Kraven, and don't worry, the soap is yet to come. Sabrina will probably use blackmail. Enjoy the Intermission. Thanks - TC

Chapter Four: Intermission Part 2

(Beware the Wrath of Grimm, Fairy Boy!)

It was approximately 2 o'clock in the morning, and Sabrina Grimm was awake sneaking around this house. She was angry and thirsting for blood. One fairy boy's blood to be precise. One annoying, stinky, seriously- in- need –of-a-bath fairy boy, she thought furiously. In fact, if she didn't want her revenge to be so satisfying and humiliating to the Trickster King, she would've just gotten a pitchfork and run screaming through Puck's room.

A couple of weeks ago, Puck had discovered the phone. After Uncle Jake had explained how it worked, Puck used the "wonders of modern (?) technology" and had been prank calling ever since. In the Grimm house, the only technology was a corded phone in the kitchen (if you could find it…) and an ancient TV from the 1960s, both buried under mounds of books. But, thanks to Puck's infamous prank callings, he had somehow called a shopping channel, stolen Uncle Jake's credit card, and bought, many, many, things including, 24 loofahs, a herbal remedial bubble bath, a robot that vacuums your house, a hat that looks like a stuffed kitten, Karaoke for Britney Spears All Time Greatest (?) Hits, a Karaoke Machine, a universal remote, a laptop, an MP3, a printer, 13 and a half butterfly-shaped jelly molds, a video camera, and many more Extremely Useless Objects.

Needless to say, Puck actually got punished (for once) and Uncle Jake was not happy. Not happy at all. (Not happy meaning he screamed at Puck for three hours.) But today, Sabrina was going to use Puck's stupid antics to her needs. Now where are they? Thought Sabrina.

After an hour of useless searching through the house, Sabrina was beginning to think that pitchfork idea wasn't so bad. She entered the living room. Waist high in books of course, she thought. She had just spent the previous hour searching the kitchen for her weapons of mass destruction, which were the laptop, printer, and video camera. It wasn't easy, stealthily moving through a room full of books. But they didn't call her the Queen of Sneaks for nothing. There was a slight noise in the corner. Sabrina turned slowly.

"Who's there?" she whispered. There was a pause as the figure shuffled to the window, where a sliver of moonlight illuminated a patch of the room. "Oh it's you." Daphne Grimm yawned sleepily and tugged on her polka dot pajamas.

"What're you doing up?" she mumbled. Better think of something quick.

"I couldn't sleep, so I decided to do some reading. What are you up for? You wouldn't wake up if a bomb exploded under your pillow."

"That's nice." Huffed the little girl. "And you're lying."

"What are you…?" How does she…?

" A good detective always knows." She smiled. "Plus you dropped your Super Secret Evil Plan for Puck's Ultimate Destruction and/or Ultimate Humiliation on the ground." Sabrina blushed. Darn, got get a better hiding place than my pocket.

"Okay, okay, I'm planning to destroy Puck. I have a fabulous idea." A thought struck her. She wouldn't do that would she? Better make sure. " You're not going to tell him are you?" demanded Sabrina.

"Sabrina, Sabrina, suspicious as always." She murmured. "Of course I won't"

"Pinky swear?" said Sabrina, knowing that pinky swears were still important to her incredibly mature and wise seven year old sister.

"Pinky swear." She said, joining fingers with her older sister. "Okay, then what do we have to do?" Sabrina grinned evilly.

"You'll see… Now help my find my weapons…"

Sometime around 3:45, Puck's Room

Sabrina stealthily crept across Puck's room, cursing for the fifth time as she tripped over some random bit of trash. She made her way past the waterfall, toward the trampoline, in which Puck used as a bed. She went down again and silently screamed as she found what she had tripped her was squishy and moist. I hope that's not what I think it is. And then: This would be sooo much easier with a flashlight.

She neared closer to the trampoline and smacked her head on a low branch. Stupid magical room, she thought bitterly. She fiddled with the camera in her hands. Setting the camera flash on OFF, she carefully crept on top the trampoline. She bit her hand to keep from laughing. Puck was wearing footie pajamas with rainbows and unicorns, which perfectly matched his pink rainbow unicorn, known only to Sabrina as Kraven the Deceiver. His thumb was in his mouth and he was lying in a fetal position. She smirked.

She aimed the camera at the sleeping fairy. "Smile, sleepyhead." She whispered. After she had taken several choice shots, she neared closer to Puck. Sabrina gently eased the stuffed unicorn out from Puck's arm. For further embarrassment, she thought. She crept backwards, so slowly, so quietly, so focused in her sneakiness, she snapped a twig in her path. She scarcely dared to breathe. But all the Trickster King did was twitch a little in his sleep.

Sabrina's mind was screaming with joy as she raced from the enchanted room. She silently crept down the hall and entered her shared room to find Daphne busily typing away on the newly installed laptop. "How did it go?" queried the younger Grimm.

"Excellent. Part One of THE PLAN is complete, if you just finish typing." Sabrina curiously looked at the screen. She felt a slight bubble of amusement rise inside her. Here was Daphne, seven years old, typing up Shakespeare. She chuckled softly. Daphne looked up at her.

"What? I'm almost done!"

"Oh, nothing," said Sabrina. " I'm going to bed."

The Next Morning:

Sabrina yawned sleepily as she walked down the stairs. The smell of something cooking drifted up to meet her nose. She recoiled in disgust. Whatever it was, it smelled like burning socks. I hope that's not breakfast. A blur rushed past her and knocked her down the stairs. Rubbing the newly formed bump on her head, she looked up to see who it was. The familiar sound of yelling reached her ears.

"WHERE IS HE? WHERE?" yelled an unusually frantic Puck. Granny Relda looked up from cooking what looked like crumbly orange concrete.

"Where is who libeling?" But there was no calming him. Puck was in a rage that was usually associated with taking baths.

"I KNOW ONE OF YOU TOOK HIM!" He turned on Uncle Jake who had just entered the cluttered kitchen. "IT WAS YOU, WASN'T IT? YOU WERE ALWAYS JEALOUS OF HIM!" Jake looked at him and slowly backed out of the kitchen. Sabrina entered and then quickly ducked. Puck had just thrown a heavy pot at her head.

"Watch it, Fairy Boy." Puck turned around and looked at Sabrina. His voice got scary quiet.

"Did you take him?"

"Take who?"

"You know who I'm talking about."

"Honestly I don't." Puck stomped to the table and sat down. Sabrina couldn't resist teasing him.

"Awww… Is the wittle baby upset? Is he missing his best pal?" Sabrina smirked. He rounded on her and was about to yell at Sabrina when Granny Relda said:

"Lieblings! Breakfast!"

Puck scowled heavily and ate with the manners of a pig through breakfast, Daphne chugged hers down and Sabrina point- blank refused to eat " Llama fajitas". Uncle Jake was nowhere to be seen, Granny Relda chattered happily, and Mr. Canis remained silent. It was a typical morning at the Grimm house.

After breakfast, Sabrina mouthed at Daphne "Distract him." And Daphne asked Puck:

"So, Puck, are you going to continue your story?" Puck nodded, almost imperceptibly. He still looked unhappy as they trudged to the living room. Sabrina got up and got out the journals. Puck smiled a little and began:

" It was three days before the wedding and I was about to pull off my greatest prank yet..."