*Disclaimer:* I do not own the Sisters Grimm, credit to Michael Buckley for that series.
Nor do I own any other characters in this tale, except for the plot that I have concocted and credit to the general idea to one of my reviews.
If you do not know what Snap Dragons are, they are little poppers that you toss at the ground and they pop, or they pop after you apply enough pressure. If you still don't know, look it up.
Thank you, and please, enjoy.
Sabrina woke up to silence. The birds weren't singing, the sun was dimly lighting the world, and apparently, no one at the graveyard was even snoring.
She felt vulnerable. Puck wasn't around, which stopped her from feeling too safe. She was alone, the same way as she was before she died.
Immediately, bad memories flooded Sabrina's mind, bringing her an intense pounding in her head. She slumped towards the ground and knew she was over-reacting, but she couldn't help it. The pain was ten times more intense, resulting in a feeling that slowed her movements or stopped them completely as she tried to lessen the repetitive pulsing.
She decided on finding Puck before jumping to conclusions, and the pain began to subside. She was getting herself under control when she tripped, face-planting the ground.
She grunted and pulled herself up, feeling the pulsing again. She probed the ground for the cause of her bloody nose. She was getting irritated, every time she attempted to continue her investigation, something interrupted her. But she went rigid stiff when she discovered that the cause of her pain was a thin silver rod that resembled a cane.
Wait a second. Silver rod, silver rod... Where did I hear that? Rod. Rod. Oh! The rod which struck the Willful Child! We have to finish our research at Granny's... But could this be it? I'll take it anyways. Sabrina thought as she remembered why those words and the object in front of her were so familiar.
She picked up the rod. It was about 3.5 feet long and had a diameter of around 1.5 centimeters. It had a padded and molded handle, and a dense/thick shaft and end. Sabrina gripped the rod tightly, and proceeded to find the bane of her existence.
"Puck!" She called.
"Puck! Where are you?" She shouted. The empty landscape echoed her calls.
She found a small shed with its door slightly opened inwardly. She pushed it gently and let out a shriek as a bucket clanged to the ground, covering her in Who-Knows-What. She slammed the door the rest of the way and heard a set of loud popping sounds. She jumped up in surprise and screeched,
"PUCK! SERIOUSLY?!"
The Snap Dragon tissues were fluttering towards the ground near the door.
Sabrina stepped in more confidently now that she knew Puck had probably set this up. She was angry and her face was turning red, but she was also relieved. Then again, he could have left more pranks all over the place, and that made her shrink a little.
"I think I found that thing we needed, Fairy Boy." She said more quietly. If the rod was like the handkerchief then, anybody could have sent anybody to protect it. She wasn't taking any chances.
"Now what would that be, Fart Bag?" He asked curiously as he stepped out of nowhere.
Sabrina jumped up again, "Stop. Doing that."
"No promises." He declared. "So what did you find? You aren't just trying to get me back for last time are you?"
"No, I seriously think I found the rod that struck the Willful Child. I tripped on it while trying to find you." She continued.
"I was thinking about waking you up, but after that fight yesterday... I didn't think you would be up for another just yet, Grimm." He turned his eyes away so that she wouldn't see the concern in his eyes. He was itching to ask her about how she was and what had happened, but he wanted her to bring it up.
"Oh yeah... About that..." She proceeded to tell him about what she had felt and her theory, reminding him about the magic mirror shards.
"You think you didn't burn it out and that it has finally gone back into power?" Puck questioned.
"Yeah, but I'm not going to die because I'm already dead. It only makes me feel stronger pain, but I also get positive forces, too. Its fine, Puck. But don't tell my family, I don't want them worrying any more than they have to. Please." She added. Puck was reluctant but agreed.
"But if something happens, I am telling. No exceptions."
"Alright... Thanks" She thanked him quietly, hoping he wouldn't catch it, but he started grinning instantly.
"No problem. The things I do for you..." He chuckled.
They started walking again and were about to exit, when Sabrina stopped dead in her tracks. Puck began to smirk,
"Don't think the pranks are over, Grimm."
He flew off back to their hide out, while Sabrina stood still, finally realizing what was crawling on her back.
"AGAIN?!" She asked the sky, and began to scramble and claw and scratch, trying to flick and throw away the spiders and centipedes.