Ahem, I think I took long to update. Well here it is. Review please. I don't feel as famous anymore. x.x
Yeah, I know I'm weird, my friends think so too. :)

Disclaimer: Once upon a time, a man called Michael Buckley bought The Sisters Grimm from an old lady who lives in the woods in a country no one knows of. And now he owns it. No one else. The End.
[Isn't that what happened?]

I decided to actually do the fic about Daphne having fun playing dress up, thanks to Elligoat for telling me to do one. You get a muffin. ^-^

3/100 - Dye

Sabrina's POV

"But, how does it work?" Puck asked me again. I sighed. Him being 4,000 years old was starting to catch up on him. Technology fascinated him, though he had no idea how it worked. Right now, he was intrigued by cable.

"I don't know, satellites I guess." I said trying to get him to shut up. He paused the show, rewinded it, even hit the fast forward button. I sighed I would never know if the dog ever got back home now. I got up and went into the kitchen, it smelled like tar. A shiver ran down my spine just wondering what Granny cooked.

"Where's Daphne?" I asked while Granny was stirring something in the pot.

"She's in her room playing dress up, liebling. She says she's going to surprise us." Granny said smiling. I shivered wondering what it might be.

"Granny! Get everyone together." Daphne called from upstairs. Granny lowered the flame on the stove and walked out of the kitchen. I looked inside the pot and tried not to gag. It looked like fish heads in some weird purple water. An eye was floating around, another shiver ran down my spine. I walked out of the kitchen and stood next to Granny.

"What's the big idea?" Puck said grumpily coming out of the living room when Granny called him. "I was trying to watch the magical box." I rolled my eyes.

"Ready?" Daphne said from her room.

"Yes! Hurry up already!" Me and Puck said at the same time. I scowled at him when he smirked at me. Daphne grunted loudly and came out.

"Holy crow!" Puck blurted out. Daphne was in a complete Fairy Princess outfit. Sporting big pink wings like Puck's, a big purple ball gown, and even glass slippers. I frowned when I saw the make up on her face, but what really shocked me was the neon green hair styled into liberty spikes. My jaw dropped.

"Liebling, what did you do to your hair?!" Granny cried. I couldn't close my mouth. Daphne frowned.

"Don't you like it?" she pouted. Puck laughed.

"That's so freakin' awesome, marshmallow!" Puck went over to her and they high-fived each other. I could hear the familiar sound of keys going into key holes outside the front door, and then a knock. Uncle Jake came in with Briar Rose, and they both froze when they spotted Daphne's hair.

"Oh my, what happened? Is this Puck's doing?" Briar asked a little stunned. Uncle Jake laughed.

"Oh, I wish I'd thought of this, but I think I would have done it to the other Grimm." Puck said grinning at me, I gave him a raspberry, and he chuckled.

"I kinda like it." Uncle Jake said with a sly grin. Briar frowned at them both. Daphne turned to me and grinned.

"What do you think?" She asked me. I felt myself turn red.

"Well, um... wait, where'd you get the dye?" I managed to splutter out. Daphne frowned a bit.

"What's dye? I used some weird paint looking stuff I found in the bathroom. I'm pretty sure I didn't kill my hair." The small seven year old walked down the stairs and twirled around.

"Daphne, hair dye is a chemical that colors your hair, and that was mine. It was for a school project. And it was permanent!" I couldn't believe she hadn't read the label. Daphne's eyes grew wide.

"I'm only seven! I can't read ... what does permanent mean?" She asked turning to Granny.

"It means it will stay on for a long time before it comes out." Granny said carefully examining her spikes. Realization seemed to dawn on Daphne's face. She then smiled and shrugged.

"I still like it, can I keep it?" She asked happily. Granny frowned.

"No, where'd you put the bottle, there must be instructions for washing it off." Granny said walking up the stairs with Briar Rose following to help. Daphne huffed and walked up as well. Puck turned to me.

"We have all the same classes together, what project?" he asked cocking his eyebrow. I felt myself blush.

"How would you even know? You don't even pay attention in class." I snapped hoping it would throw him off track. Uncle Jake whistled and casually walked out. I rolled my eyes. Puck stared for a moment. A sly grin started to form on his lips.

"You were going to dye your hair green!" Puck said starting to laugh. I frowned, for a stupid fairy he caught on fast.

"No I wasn't! It was for my friend..." I trailed off. Puck laughed even more.

"What friends? Everyone in this town hates you." Puck laughed even more. It felt like a slap on the face. I walked up to him and kicked his leg as hard as I could.

"OWW!" Puck yelled loudly falling down to the floor grabbing a hold of his leg. "What was that for?" he yelped.

"Stay out of my business, and don't make fun of me." I growled walking up the stairs.

"You'll pay for this, peasant! You'll feel the wrath of the King of Faerie!" he yelled after me. I snickered. "Darn Grimm, was gonna tell her she would have looked awesome." he quietly mumbled under his breath, but I was close enough to hear. My jaw dropped for the second time that day, that wasn't like Puck. I hurried into Daphne's room where everyone else was. I'll just pretend like I never heard that. Yeah, that's what I'll do. Like it never happened...

Was it lame? I hope not. It took me a freaking hour to write this. I think, I'm not sure. I hate time.
Oh, and if you don't know what liberty spikes are, well just google it I guess. I like the real tall ones.[x

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