A/N: Sorry I haven't been uploading for a while... Funny story actually... So what happened was that I was typing this story when the computer died. Being the smart person that I am, before I went to get the charger so the computer died, I copied and pasted the part of this story that I was in the middle of typing. When I got the charger, it wasn't charging the computer. And I saw that there was a dent in the charger, and it looked as if someone had chewed through part of the wire. So thank my dog for this late upload XD. I DO HOPE YOU ENJOY. I REALLYY DOO.

Chapter 4- Answers

Puck yawned and stretched as he sat up, and then noticed that he was in a room different than his own. Marshmallow and Grimm's room, to be exact. He pulled the bed covers off of him, and walked toward the door, his vision blurry. As he walked by one of the mirrors, he saw a girl's face rather than his own out of the corner of his eye. He turned in that direction where he saw the face. He blinked a few times, and then rubbed his eyes. When he opened his before closed eyes, he saw that he was accompanied by Grimm's pretty-no ugly! Face staring back at him, mirroring his shocked expression. That's when he remembered.

Memories from the day before came flooding into Puck's mind. The PB&J sandwich, the potion, switching bodies... Puck wanted to be back to his normal self. The Trickster King was royalty, and did not deserve for this to happen to him! It just wasn't fair. He couldn't stand looking like ugly for more than 24 hours! He wanted to be back to his handsome self! Puck also wanted to be a boy rather than a girl. Girls are gross. Plus it was just plain awkward being in a girls body. He shuddered.

As he was opening the door to exit Sabrina and Daphne's room, he was to busy sulking, and before he knew, something gooey splattered onto his head. Puck ran his hand through his hair and then pulled it back to reveal a warm, orange gel. He cautiously brought his hand up to his face and smelled it. The scent reminded him strangely of bananas, tomatoes, and oatmeal? The fairy wasn't sure how to react to this. Then he realized who had done this. Grimm was trying to beat him at his own game?!

No little peasant can beat me, I am the Trickster King! She is no match against my evil powers! If Grimm wants and this way, than bring it on. I'm the master at pranks here, not ugly. Puck decided that the least he could do about this situation was to leave the goo where it was for the residents of Ferryport Landing to see. That should embarrass her. After all, it's her body, not his.

As if the prank was somehow reading his mind, blue liquid shot out of a mysterious machine. Water came shooting shortly after, the impact creating suds on his body. More water came, and all that was left from the soap got washed off him, and left him soaked. The whole time the fairy just stood there in shock. Grimm had gave him a bath! Even if it wasn't his body, he hated feeling clean! Puck was very mad. First Sabrina acts like she was going to let him think that he was going to be "gross" and "filthy" the whole day in her own body, and then she goes and gives him a bath?! What kind of sick mind game is this?! The Trickster King is not to be messed with!

Puck stomped down the stairs, and into the kitchen where he would eat his breakfast on this Saturday morning. He couldn't wait to be himself again.

Sabrina woke up to the sounds of birds chirping somewhere off in the distance, and the leaves rustling on the trees surrounding her. She opened her piercing blue eyes, but quickly shut them, due to the blinding rays of the sunlight in the room. It was hardly a room though, enchanted to make it seem as if it were outdoors. Sabrina would never fully understand how Puck's room even worked. She looked around her as she sat up, seeing a kangaroo snoozing inside a boxing net. She also saw an ice cream truck, and finally she spotted the door. She climbed up and hopped off the trampoline, when the memories came creeping into her head.

She glanced at her clothes, hoping that it all was just a bad dream, even though the sane part of herself knew there was no other explanation for why she was in Puck's room. What she saw proved her bad dream theory incorrect. A filthy green hoodie and torn jeans could only belong to none other than the one and only Trickster King. Nope. Not a dream after all. She walked toward the door to the room. She opened it slowly, and then closed the door to the fairy boy's room, also closing all the sounds of nature, to be waiting for her next return.

At the kitchen table, she was greeted by Granny Relda, Mr. Canis, Red, Daphne, and her own body stuffing her face with some kind of green and purple... Waffle? She could never be sure about the strange recipes her grandmother called "food". Puck was also soaked from head to toe. When he noticed Sabrina walking into the room, he took a pause between stuffing his face to glare at her. She remembered about the genius prank she had set up the night before. Sabrina smirked at the fairy.

"Good morning Puck-I mean Sabrina." Daphne said to her. Sabrina from inside Puck's body just sighed. Even her own sister stumbled on remembering that the two teens switched bodies. It was even her own prank that caused Sabrina and Puck to be in the state they were currently in.

"Good morning, Daphne." replied Sabrina warily.

"Liebling, I'm sorry about this but we will figure this out as soon as possible." Sabrina and Daphne's grandmother, Granny Relda told the girl, attempting to reassure her.

"When?" asked Sabrina and Puck in sync, both very impatient.

"Well, we know who to turn to first," the old lady replied, "Our good friend Baba Yaga."

Everyone else at the table groaned.