Bean: Alright guys, so its Bean here. Just to let you know, I wrote most of this chapter. AND FUFU DIDN'T. Sdkjkd. Fufu! Stop trying to grab the keyboard. She really didn't write any, okay? I DID ALL THE WORK. I should rub her toothbrush in olive oil tonight. You were meant to hear that, Fufu! Ugh! Stop acting like I never do rub your toothbrush in olive oil, geesh.

Okay so, I guess I don't own the Sisters Grimm or it's characters. But I OWN you. And your cookies. I like cookies. Send me one, okay?

17. Snow

Daphne woke up and rushed to the window. She pressed her hands to the glass and gasped. Fluffy, white snowflakes were falling from the sky. She squealed with delight and tumbled down the stairs to tell Granny Relda.

"Granny, Granny!" she yelled. "Have you seen the snow?"

"I have, liebling," she laughed. "I have made a special breakfast in honor."

Daphne's eyes grew wide once she saw the stack of snowflake shaped pancakes that were purple. Golden green syrup was on top of her pancakes, just for her.

"Is this for me?" Daphne gasped. Granny Relda nodded and invited the girl to eat. Daphne didn't wait for another invitation; she dug straight in. Halfway through, the eight year old girl had an idea.

"Can I go make a snow fort outside?" she asked.

"That's a good idea," Granny replied. "Why don't you invite Sabrina and Puck along? Once they wake up, that is."

Daphne swallowed the last bit of her snowflake pancakes and wiped her sticky hands on her pajamas. Scrambling from the table, she hopped back upstairs to wake her sister and Puck.

"Sabrina!" Daphne pounded on her door. There were several groans and shouts before the sleepy head opened the door angrily.

"What do you want?" she yelled. Her hair was in a mess and all tangled.

"It's snowing!" Daphne said with as much enthusiasm as she could release. Sabrina still didn't look impressed.

"Okay, well I'm going back to bed," she grumbled, attempting to close the door on the little girl.

"No, Sabrina!" Daphne crossed her arms and used her foot as a doorstop. "We're going to build a snow fort outside, right now! And we'll invite Puck too, so you have to come!"

"Oh boy," Sabrina said sarcastically. "I can't wait." But she didn't fight back when Daphne grabbed her hand and pulled her to her room. The girls put on warm clothing, piles of coats, scarves, gloves, and earmuffs. They bundled up and zipped until they were scorching hot.

"We're ready." Daphne and Sabrina walked down the hallway and stopped at Puck's room.

"Second thought, let's not invite him." Sabrina didn't want any pranks, much less a cold snowball one. She took her sister's hand, and steered her away from his room before she could fight back.

Granny Relda opened the door for them, and the girls ran out into the winter wonderland. Snow fell on to their cheeks and melted against their warm skin. Daphne laughed and threw a snowball at Sabrina. Sabrina glared teasingly at her, and hurled a stronger snowball. The impact sent Daphne to the ground with a laugh.

"I'm going to make a fort, and then you'll be sorry!" Daphne shouted. She ran a little ways from Sabrina and plopped down onto the ground. She started to push big mounds of snow into a fort shaped mountain. Then she made round snowy weapons and waited for her victim.

"Daphne?" Sabrina asked. "Are you done?"

Daphne laughed maniacally and threw one of her snowballs at Sabrina. Sabrina grunted angrily and retreated back to make her own fort and weapons. Daphne giggled with laugher.

"You got hit!" she taunted. "I got you!"

"Oh yeah?" Sabrina eyes popped over her fort. "Well just wait."

After awhile, Daphne looked over her fort cautiously. Target One was nowhere to be seen, probably behind her fort. Daphne stood up to get a better look, and that's when the snowball hit her in the face.

"Ha-ha!" Sabrina yelled. "Got you back!"

"Cheater!" Daphne sputtered. She ran back to take cover behind her fort. Then the snowball fight broke out. There were snowballs flying to and fro, up and down, this way and that way. Soon, Daphne and Sabrina were laughing and sitting together by Daphne's fort, catching a well needed breath.

"That was fun," Daphne breathed. She huddled next to her sister in the blistering cold.

"Yeah," said Sabrina. "Fun."

Suddenly, there was a loud belching noise overhead. Several snowballs flew down very quick. Sabrina and Daphne tried to shield themselves from them.

"Puck!" Sabrina screamed. "Stop!"

"Never!" he laughed. "That's what you get for not inviting me to your snowball fight! Actually, I was secretly making snowballs in the woods!" He threw his last snowball and it landed on top of Sabrina's head.

"That's it, fairy boy!" she said. "Get down here so this battle can be fair and square."

"The Trickster King does not play "fair and square"." Puck crossed his arms and did not come down.

"Fine, I'm going inside then." Sabrina got up and started to walk towards the house.

Puck rolled his eyes and flew down. "Happy now?"

Sabrina let go of a hidden smirk and took out the snowball inside her coat. It hit Puck's face, and she doubled over with laughter.

"That's not fair!" he said angrily.

"Yeah it is," Sabrina shot back. "You're just too stuck up to admit it was fair."

"Oh, the battle is so on." Puck backed away slowly and started to make his own fort. Soon, Sabrina, Daphne, and Puck were busily hurling snowballs at each other.

After the battle was finally finished, they all went inside for cups of hot cocoa. Granny smiled and asked them who won.

"I did," they all answered at once.

"No, I did!" Daphne looked at them with an evil glare.

"I was the true winner," Sabrina boasted.

"No," Puck said. He gave them a wild grin and took out two half melted snowballs. He shoved it into their faces.

"I'm the winner!" He pumped his fist in the air and put his feet on the table. "Now make me a pie, ladies."