There are rotten vegetables for sale on my left.

Assuming that you still remember this story (and assuming you didn't assume it was done), I am really, really, sorry. You want an excuse? Well, I had to read a 800-page textbook then take a 189-question test on it over Thanksgiving break, and the last three weeks were just too full of homework.

Anyways, I do not own the Sister's Grimm, Facebook, Lilo and Stitch, Harry Potter, anything else that I obviously would not own, or the story I'm Knocked Up by Mr. and Mrs. Goodfellow. (Take a bow!) Also, thanks to GraciGrl66 for recommending said story! (Take a bow too!)

Reminder: Sabrina and Puck are 13.

Alexatheknight was busy hacking into Sabrina's Facebook account. Henry's fears had come true...

Meanwhile...

Daphne bit down on her palm, her eyes tracing over the words on the laptop screen.

"Sabrina, Sabrina! Come look at this!" she squealed, running out into the hallway and nearly knocking over Sabrina in her eagerness.

"What?" grumbled Sabrina. She had flunked a test recently. Despite the reassurance from everybody except Puck, she still thought she was stupid, she was going to fail history, bla, bla, bla. Stupid hormones.

Sabrina glanced at the title. I'm Knocked Up by Mr. and Mrs. Goodfellow.

Oh. Em. Gee.

"Daphne, I really don't have time for this, I have homework, and-" Sabrina stopped when she saw the crushed look on her sister's face.

"B-b-but it's Ohana, where nobody gets left behind, or forgotten, or ignored, or..." Daphne wailed.

Bother. Sabrina like Lilo and Stitch and all (they moved in recently), but this was going a little far.

"I'm telling Lilo if you won't read this!" Daphne cried.

Sabrina slumped, defeated. She knew all to well how important Ohana was to Lilo. Last time she slapped Sabrina for telling Daphne to bug off. Well, if she was going down, she was taking a certain stinky, smelly, obnoxious fairy boy with her.

"Puck!" she screamed.

"What?" came the muted reply.

"Get up here!" yelled Sabrina.

"Why?"

"Get up here or I'll knock you into next Tuesday!"

"Tuesday? That's fine by me. I like Tuesdays."

Sabrina gritted her teeth. "Get up here or I'll knock you into next Monday!"

"Well, when you put it that way..." Puck appeared a moment later at the doorway holding a cell phone and wearing his goofy grin, which appeared mostly around Sabrina nowadays. Heck, seeing that grin was a guarantee that Sabrina was in the room. Either that, or he was about to pull a prank on somebody.

"Daphne's making me read a horror story," said Sabrina, "and I thought that I might as well take you down with me."

"What...?" Puck trailed off as he read the first couple of lines.

"Unnnn Ughhhh," I grunted, rolling over.

"Oof!" I rolled into something...soft, and...warm.

"GAHHHH!" I screamed as my eyes met up with Puck's sleeping form, the covers pulled up to his chin.

Puck nearly barfed into the computer. He was perverted enough to know what was coming.

I put my hand to my head.

" Uhhhhh, my head," I said quietly, not wanting to wake Puck.

I dropped my hands in my bare lap.

" Wait a second... bare lap? AGHHHHH! I'm NAKED!" I screamed in my head.

"Oh my god..." muttered Sabrina, peeking out between the fingers of her hand. This wasn't as bad as she had thought. This was worse. (Now really, who didn't see that coming?)

Flashback

" Puck, come on! Let's try it! I know you're still innocent!" I said, my voice slurred.

"Awww, Brina, babe. Maybe later. I need some more punch." He said, eyeing the spiked punch.

" Pleasseeee Puck!"

" Fine." He said, pushing me into the bedroom.

Puck's expression was...well, it's hard to describe, but if he were an emoticon his face would look kinda like this: O.O

" No no no no no. This CANNOT be happening." I said quietly.

I had lost my virginity to Puck? Whoa whoa whoa. Wait. How did we even get here? To this party? Sierra's party... Oh GOD NO!

My doubt was confirmed when Puck tossed over in the bed, revealing his muscular tan chest. Luckily for me, the covers were over his... thing. Not like it matters if I see it, cause apparently, I already HAVE!

Thinking with one mind, Sabrina and Puck bolted out of the room at the same time. And because the poor author can't think of another way to do this, Harry Potter suddenly appeared.

"Aznf eiaNNve eioiOwwo BOOHAHA!" he shouted, pointing his wand at the runaways. Sabrina and Puck were not only pulled back into the room, but suddenly stuck to their chairs too.

"Harry! I thought you were on my side!" Puck frowned at the 18-year old. He wasn't an Everafter (yet; who knows? He might become one.), but had gotten involved with Ferryport Landing because of an unfortunate security breach in the Ferryport Landing Mystical Zoo. Without him, the griffin would have never gone back into its cage.

Moving on!

"Sorry," said Harry, not looking very sorry at all, "I owed the little girl one. She taught me how to play Guitar Hero."

"..."

"Now read!" Harry said, gesturing at the screen.

Grumbling, the unfortunate teens read on.

(Time passes, and the Sabrina in the story is checking the calendar.)

Wait a second... today is the 26. I counted on my fingers. 1,2,3,4,5. I was late. 5 days late. Suddenly, thoughts flooded my mind. Puking, eating, emotional. It all made sense now. Tears begain to stream down my cheeks.

" Wait a sec! I may not be p-pp-pp-preg-pregnant. I could just have a disease!"

"KILL ME NOOOOOW..." moaned Sabrina. The worst part was, she had to read. She didn't want to, but it was like in a dream where you had no control over what you were doing. Sabrina guessed it was Harry's fault, since she could feel her addiction symptoms.

(More time passes; Sabrina has tested positive for pregnancy.)

" Well Puck, this won't be easy to tell you, but...I'm pregnant." I closed my eyes as I said this, not wanting to see his reaction. I couldn't lie, but I was frightened.

I waited. I waited for his voice to say something. But, I heard nothing. Finally, I mustered up the courage to look.

I peeked out of my eye, expecting him to have left, leaving me. But, instead, he was standing there, his face bright red. He looked in pain, like he was choking...

" PUCK? Puck! ARE YOU OK?"

"Classic..." muttered Harry.

Sabrina raised an eyebrow, and Puck looked like he was ready to drop a glop grenade on him.

"What? I was referring to the fact that someone always chokes in an awkward silence," said Harry.

Sabrina rolled her eyes and immediately felt her eyes pulled back towards the screen. Harry chuckled behind her.

(Puck is talking.)

"I just can't think straight at this moment. What about the family? Where will the baby stay? What about your dad? Sabrina, he will KILL me!" I began to worry. Puck wasn't kidding. I could see Dad strangling Puck.

"Well, there's a high point," Harry said optimistically.

Sabrina wanted to punch him. Too bad he was standing out of her reach.

Puck said something intelligible, but Sabrina was pretty sure she heard the phrase "strangle Harry" in there somewhere.

(Sabrina has announced that she was pregnant to everybody of the Grimm household except for her mom, dad, and Basil Jr., who are living in New York; these are the reactions.)

" BWAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Daphne screeched at the top of her lungs, throwing herself on me in a "hug".

While Daphne was having her...moment, I hadn't had the time to look around me. I squeezed Puck's hands, then finally met the eyes of my family. Mr. Canis looked gloomy, Jake looked excited, Briar looked like she wanted to scream out of happiness, but Granny looked-

Granny looked...furious? Oh God.

(As her punishment from Granny Relda, Sabrina calls Henry to tell him the news. This is Henry's reaction.)

" YOU, GAH, WHAT? PREGNANT WITH PUCK'S KID AH? GRAH, I'LL KILL HIM! GAH! THAT BABY IS NEVER GOING TO BE ALLOWED NEAR ME, EVER! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU SABRINA!"

"I like that part. It really sounds like something Dad would do," Daphne said. Sabrina looked at her. She had been so quiet, Sabrina had forgotten about her.

"Would do what? Lemme see," Harry said, walking closer to the screen.

Sabrina saw her chance and pounced. She turned around and tackled poor Harry with accuracy comparable to any self-respecting NFL player.

Harry, being the twig he is, crumpled to the floor in a heap.

"Ugh..." he moaned.

"Run!" screamed Sabrina, dragging Puck along as she ran down the stairs.

Back in the room that the teens had just vacated (with good reason, you'll admit), Harry rubbed his shin and stood up.

"Daphne, cover your ears," he said sternly to the little girl who nodded and put her hands over her ears.

Making sure she could not hear him, he began the Elder Swear.

"Your mother is a (beeeeeep, beep beep) –ing (beeeeep) lorem nibson (beeeeeep beeeep beep) adimum venium (beeeeeep, beep beep-beep) tregula (beeeeeep, beeeeeep, beep-beep beep beep) hippopotamus (beeeeep, beeeeeep, beep-beeeep, beeeeeeep) Republican (beeeep, beeeeeeeep) and Daniel Radcliffe (beeeep-beeeep, beep-beeeep) with a bucket of (beeeeep, beeeep, beep-beeeeep) and a castle far away where no one can hear you (beep, beep-beep-beep-beep beep-beep) soup (beeeeeeep, beep beep) with a bucket of (beeeep-beep) mickey mouse (beeeeep beeep) and a stick of dynamite (beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep) magical (beeep, beep beeeeeeeeeeep) ALAKAZAM!"

"..."

"Oh, Voldemort's nipple. I'll go get them."

By the way, on the poll (on my profile) about what Mr. Canis consumes, there's a tie right now between coffee, tea and crumpets, and him being a vegetarian.

For those of you that don't know about the Elder Swear, it's on Youtube. Type in "Harry Potter Puppet Pals Wizard Swears". Something will come up.