Shopping With A Grimm

"Um, Granny Relda? What are we shopping for in a small dress store owned by Cinderella's crazy fairy Godmother?" I asked, looking around at the expensive dresses. "She's crazier than I thought."

"Ah, yes," Granny Relda picked out a black dress that was knee-length and held it out to me. "Try this on for me."

"OK," I shrugged, it was black at least. The crazy Godmother showed me to the dressing-rooms and let me get changed. I came out and twirled for Granny Relda, who giggled. "How do I look, Granny Relda?"

"Vunderbar, leibling," She replied with a smile. "Now, let's go find some stockings and shoes for you." I jumped for joy, no more crazy fairy Godmother yapping in my ear!

"Yay!" I squealed. Granny Relda paid the crazy Godmother, who offered to change the black to a high-lighted purple. I'm never coming here for dresses again, that's official. The shoe-store we stopped in front of was called Rachel's Doodle Shoe Store (It's 4 RachyDoodle ^.^, my friend) and I smiled. I used to haven an Everafter Vampire friend named Rachel. A young woman passed by the window, and I took a double-take of her. No, it can't be Rach. Her hair, long and dark, was the same. Dark eyes widened when she noticed me, and a smile broke out on her face.

"Sarah!" She exclaimed and gracefully bound out of the store. The darkening sky posed no threat for her, for dusk, twilight, and dawn were her best times to even step and see the sun. The Vampire tackled me, and we laughed together. "You're back!"

"Of course I'm back, Rach," I hugged my friend and smiled widely. "We need your help to find the perfect high heels to go with my black dress." She hopped off the ground, dragging me with her with no problem at all, and ran into the store.

"Whoa, Rachel," I giggled. "What's the rush?"

"I've saved these for you in case you ever came back and needed heels," Rachel disappeared behind the counter. Moments later, she came out with a black shoebox. "There my great grandmother's long lasting high heels. They survive forever, and I want you to have them." I was handed the box, and opened it. A pair of high heels, strikingly white, molded into the same black that was on my dress. I looked up at Rachel and felt tears, happy ones, come to my eyes.

"Thanks, Rach," I hugged her, Rachel hugging back. "This means so much to me."

"So, what's the occasion?" Rachel asked, wiping one of the tears away and made me smile.

"Um," I blushed, twiddling my thumbs again. "You know who Mr. Canis is, don't you?" Rachel nodded and tipped her head to the side. I made the "you know what I'm talking about know, girl" look. She blinked, and then realized what I was talking about.

"You're going out with Canis?! Holy crap," Her heavily British accent (Do you have one? Sorry if I'm wrong!) escalated a bit. "Have you gone out before? Have you been with him long? Have you kissed yet?" The last question caused my blush to do the same as her tone.

"Rachel, we haven't gone out before or have been together like that and no, we haven't kissed because he doesn't know I like him like that," I whispered in her ear. She smiled and patted my head.

"Well," Rachel started. "Good luck with the Big Bad Wolf!"

"I've got him under control with the Wolf's Bane potion, don't worry," I smiled back at her, hugged her once more, and added as Granny Relda and I left, "I'll call you later, I live with the Grimms now!"

"Alrighty! I'll visit you on Thursday night!" Rachel replied, waving at me. I waved back.

"So, did you have fun shopping with a Grimm who knows fashion?" Granny Relda asked.

"Of course, Granny Relda," I got into the car with her. "Of course."

(RachyDoodle, this is dedicated to you! Don't worry, you'll be in the chapter after the next one! Sorry if it's short, guys. I'm trying not to rush. Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Harry Potter or the Sister's Grimm.)