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Rebels

Sabrina's POV

Nothing to report, but I'm writing anyway. Five months have passed since Miranda's Evil Week, and I can confidentally say that she's completely over Puck and back to fawning over Jason. Green is still rude as ever, but she hasn't been saying much since Miranda left her side and publically announced all of her own mistakes. Life at school's been pretty good; my marks are even great.

The Shadow Master hasn't turned up since he stabbed me...it's weird. But there's been monthly meetings where the council drones on about how good Faerie is now. The most I've done there was try to keep Puck in line and not burst into laughter at his antics. I, obviously, do a lot better at this than Daphne. Two months ago there was a vote on whether or not the council should continue to focus on the Shadow Master; the Grimm's and Puck were the only ones to vote that we should. The rest of the council said that there were more pressing matters, like the new public centres that had to be built. I could see there point; I still think the Shadow Master could be the downfall of Faerie. As a compromise, Granny Relda said that she would continue her research at Ferryport Landing; so she, Mr. Canis, and Red aren't here anymore. I miss them, but they still do visit on weekends. Faerie's still going pretty good; Puck's been doing a great job. In fact, he's at Faerie right now overseeing the last touches on a new library. He should be back soon though.

Puck and I are still together, and Daphne and Red take every chance they get to squeal over us. Dad's more relaxed but, he still looks like he's about to get an aneurysm everytime he sees Puck holding my hand. Uncle Jake has no mercy for us when he stopped by last month. He cracked several...several jokes that almost made Dad explode. Granny Relda and Mom have graciously backed off; expect for the knowing smiles and winks they send me. Mr. Canis simply smirks a lot when Puck's around; which makes Puck turn many shades of brilliant red. I have the privilege of laughing whenever this happens for a good couple of minutes. The best of all of them is Basil; since he's only two and can barely say anything. Puck's been taking plenty of care of Basil; it's adorable to watch him gently play, feed, or even rock him to sleep. He's even been training Basil to become a trickster as he was; and Basil won't even get in trouble when he pranks us just because of his adorableness.

Life perfect right now. I seriously doubt anything could go-

My door burst open and my attention snapped towards it. My light, happy mood quickly faded as soon as I looked up. Puck was standing there, but he wasn't smiling. His body was tense and rigid; his forest green eyes gleaming in worry. "There's a meeting now," was all he said.

I jumped up from my spot in bed and made my way to him. "What? Now? Why?"

"I don't know. The Captain of the Guard requested a council meeting; he said it was urgent."

"Oh, well; it can't be that bad."

"I don't know, Grimm."

"Hey, don't worry. We'll be fine."

Puck sighed heavily before pulling me into a hug. Resting his chin on my head, he murmured, "We always seem to be in trouble, Grimm"

I pulled back and little and said, "Really Stinkpot?! I had no idea."

Puck laughed a little before kissing my forehead gently. "I'll leave you to get ready. We leave as soon as possible"

"Is Mom, Dad, and Daphne coming?"

Puck shook his head, "Not this time. It's only for the council. We'll tell them what's happening when we get back."

I nodded, "Alright, I'll be down in five."

Puck nodded back before leaving my room. I frowned; what was wrong?

~~~Time Skip~~~

I was seated next to Puck at the council in my general's uniform; black leggings and cloth boots, with a hooded tunic, that was now a dark rosemary, with the Faerie emblem emblazed in gold above me heart, my hair was woven into a braid that just reached my waist.

Puck was looking at everyone tensely; he looked ready for battle. He breathed in deeply before saying, "Captain. Your report, please." He was King Robin again.

A faerie strode into the middle of the from his place on the side; he looked to be in his late teens. He was tall and broad, with raven hair parted neatly to the side and piercing blue eyes. He stopped in front of Puck and saluted. "There has been five riots in the past twelve hours, Your Majesty. They have destroyed some of the new public centers."

Shock stole my breath away. Riots? Why? I looked over a Puck, whose features burned in confusion and anger. Flicking my gaze over to the Captain, I saw that he offered now other information. I glanced around; the rest of the council appeared to be as clueless as I was.

No one sad anything, the silence was heavy. I decided it was time to break it. "Were they coordinated?"

Everyone's attention snapped towards me. The Captain looked startled, but he recovered quickly. "No, my lady. I do not think so. Each riot happened separately and the locations were very well spread apart."

I mentally cringed at the title, but it could not be helped. Everyone hear refused to call me otherwise. "Who took part in them?"

"My sources tell me that most of the beings involved were faeries, my Lady."

"Were they citizens? Were they compromised in anyway?"

"Not in anyway that we know of, my Lady."

My brow creased, then why the riots? "Has there been any arrests?"

The Captain shifted uneasily, "No, my Lady. We decided to subdue them instead of make a commotion. Forgive me."

I shook my head and smiled gently at him, "No, that's a good thing. Do you think they know about the other riots?

"No my Lady. We kept each of them discreet. They remain within each district as far as we know."

I nodded slowly, and then it hit me. "Rebels," I muttered.

Puck turned to me, "What?'

I focused on him, "Rebels. There are rebels."

Puck frowned, "But why?"

"That's what we need to figure out."

Puck clenched his jaw, "Everything's peaceful now. What could they want?"

One of the councilmen cut in, "Exactly. Everything is perfect in Faerie. These riots are just the results of troublesome young faeries."

I frowned, "No. Five riots in 12 hours; that can't be a coincidence."

Puck looked over at the councilman that spoke up, "Lady Sabrina is right. Too many in a short time frame; they want something in common. The question is what do we do?"

"We keep it quiet. As soon as they reach each other, we're at risk for a civil war. In the meantime, find out what they want and see if we can appease them." I looked around at the council, ready to defy any complaints; but none came.

Puck smiled grimly before turning to the Captain, "Captain, we follow my general's plan."

The Captain saluted, "Of course, your Majesty."

"Good. Any more questions on the riots?"

I jumped in, "I do. How many took part of the riots, Captain?"

"There was an average of roughly 500-700 at each on, my Lady."

"And how much would the damage cost?"

"I could not tell you that, my Lady. But I do know that there were 3 schools, 2 libraries, and a meal hall destroyed."

"And deaths?"

"None, my Lady. Though there are injuries; but nothing beyond our healers cannot heal."

I nodded, "Was there private property that was damaged?"

"Nothing extreme, my Lady. The owners are fine and have been already compensated."

I nodded, "Thank you, Captain."

"The pleasure was mine, my Lady."

Puck nodded at the Captain, "Thank you for the report. You may take your leave."

The Captain saluted again before striding out of the room.

Puck turned back to the council, "Any ideas on why there are rebels?"

The councilmen looked at Puck blankly. Finally one of them spoke up, "I'm afraid we do not know, my King."

Puck frowned and sighed, "Alright. We'll talk about the money lost later. Meeting adjourned."

Puck and I stayed seated as each of the councilmen got up, bowed, and left, before leaving us alone.

Puck laid back in his seat and closed his eyes. I tugged at his hand, "Hey, you okay?"

He opened his eyes and shrugged.

I frowned, "Come on Stinkpot; it'll be alright."

He sighed, "I hope so."

"Since when did you get all mopey and depressed?"

Puck cracked a grin that quickly faded. "I have a kingdom to worry for. And I don't want you and the rest of the family to be in danger."

"We'll be fine, Puck. If we won the Everafter War, we can deal with this."

Puck smiled freely now, "Yeah; nothing can beat my awesomeness."

I rolled my eyes, but smiled; at least he was back to normal. "That's great. Now let's go."

I stood up and offered Puck my head to pull him up. He took it, but quickly pulled me into him so that I ended up in his lap.

I scowled as Puck laughed at me. Rolling my eyes, I moved to get up but Puck held onto me. He pulled my close and rested his forehead against mine, "You did great, Grimm. You're the perfect general."

I smiled, "Thanks, Puck."

Puck smiled back before gently bringing his lips to mine. I smiled against the kiss and buried my fingers in Puck's unruly hair while he cupped my cheek and I were so caught up in each other that we didn't hear the door open and close behind us; but a loud crash made up jump apart.

Mustardseed was staring at us, with books and papers scattered around him. I was now standing beside Puck, while he was still in his chair; both of our faces were burning scarlet.

A wolfish smirk grew on Mustardseed's face. "You two should be more discreet...otherwise court will find out. Actually, I want to see that. Carry on."

Puck scowled at his brother, "What do you want, Mustardseed."

"Well...I was here to discuss the money needed to replace the damaged buildings...but I suppose your preoccupied."

I scowled at Mustardseed. "I'm leaving," I announced.

Puck caught my hand and said, "I'm going to." He pulled my close again, before realizing what he did and began blushing again. Mustardseed started laughing now. "Shut up. Go do the accounting, Mustardseed," he said as he dragged me towards the door.

Mustardseed called behind us, "Wait till the court finds out! I think I will crack a rib from laughing."

"I can crack you rib right now; I might even break it." I offered, sweetly.

Mustardseed just laughed, "You chose well brother. Now if you would excuse me, there is some accounting I must do."

Puck resumed dragging me to the door. "Send it to me when your done!" He called before slamming the door shut, without waiting for an answer.

I turned to Puck, "You're brother walks in at the wrong moments."

Puck rolled his eyes, "It happens too often."

"Remember when we told Titania."

"Stop, no. I just got over the nightmares."

I laughed, "It wasn't bad."

"She worse than Marshmallow!"

"Now that's exaggeration. I'm afraid Daphne's the real monster."

Puck chuckled, "True. Come on Grimm, it's probable lunch now. Let's get home."

I rolled my eyes but smiled, "All you care about is food; isn't it?"

Puck tugged me close, "And you," he said.

"You're so cheesy."

"You know you love it."

"You sure?"

Puck brushed my nose with his and whispered "Yes." He leaned forward some more and-

Someone coughed very loudly behind us. Puck and I jumped apart and faced the intruder; a blushing Captain of the Guard. I closed my eyes in my embarrassment and felt my face get rather hot. Puck became rigid beside me and when I opened my eyes, I could see that his face has hardened; he was the King of Faerie now.

"Captain."

The Captain bowed slightly before Puck and cleared his throat before saying, "Excuse me, Your Majesty. I thought you would like to know that another riot is happening."

Puck blinked, "Right now."

"Yes, My King."

Puck's jaw clenched, "Where?"

"The Willow District, Your Highness."

"I have to go."

"My King, are you...should I ready the army?"

"No. I'll go alone and deal with it myself." Puck made to walk away, but I caught his arm.

"I'm coming."

"No. It's a riot; you'll get hurt."

"Yeah, well I fought a war. Get over it. I'm coming," I turned to the Captain, "Can you tell the Grimm family where we are?"

"Of course, my Lady."

I nodded my approval and took a step before turning back to the Captain, "And...um...not mention the prior incident."

The Captain ducked his head, but I could tell he was smiling. "Most definitely, my Lady."

"Okay, let's go." I grabbed Puck's hand and dragged him along. I could tell he was frowning beside me.

"You shouldn't come, Grimm."

I rolled my eyes, "I'm your General. Of course I'm coming. Now where's the Willow district?"

Puck smiled lightly, "This way, General. Try not to die, Grimm."

I laughed, "Please, I rarely get in trouble."

Puck chuckled before looking at me intently, "Seriously, Grimm, be careful."

I snorted, "Yeah, cuz you're so careful. Don't worry Stinkpot; I'll be okay. Come on, we've got rebels to stop."

A/N: You have every right ot hate me. I wouldn't blame you in the slightest. I'M SO SO SO SORRY! I know, A MONTH! More than a month actually. D: I've been SO busy! But, I'm going to try my VERY best to update more! Sorry again! I just want to say that I LOVE the reviews you've guys have been posting! You're the BEST! Again, I apologize for my neglection! Bye! Review please! :D