Enjoy! By the way, I may change things, such as dialogue and minor plot events.

BOOK SEVEN

Puck's POV (when Goldilocks is about to kiss Henry and Sabrina shows up!)

Then someone made a gagging noise. We turned to see who had spoken. A small, blonde fairy girl was standing in the doorway, her hands on her hips. Sabrina. She wore a forest green tank top and fuzzy purple shorts. Her hair was in a ponytail, since Granny had grounded her two weeks ago for having it so messy all the time. She stared at us, before glaring at Goldilocks. Like Red Riding Hood, she was adopted by Granny Relda. She was around 4,000 years old but looked about twelve.

"You people have woken me up. I was going to complain it sounded like a bunch of bears running through the house, and look what I find! A bunch of bears!" Sabrina gestured to the bears. "And then, there's a crazy lunatic here trying to kiss a married dude! I mean, seriously, what kind of person does that?" She threw her hands up in the air. "I suppose you invited them to move in as well. You've never met anyone you didn't hand a set of keys to. I mean, after all, you got a little girl you don't even know in here, who only wears one color and never speaks. No offense, Red." Red gave a little smile, but her eyes met the floor.

Then Sabrina turned to Daphne. "A chunky little monkey who eats us out of house and home." "I'm not chunky!" Daphne argued. "I'm big boned!"

"And then, you've got this one. A guy so ugly that even burn victims point and stare at him. So let's have some bears move in, too. Why not? Maybe we could invite a couple of giants while we're at it, or maybe a bunch of those idiot Munchkins from across town. We've got plenty of room! Why not turn this place into a bed-and-breakfast for every second-rate Everafter with a hard-luck story?"

"Sabrina, that's not very nice. We're sorry we woke you but Goldilocks is going to kiss Puck and Daphne's father to wake him up." Granny gest

"Like I said, crazy lunatics are everywhere!"

"Just kiss him already!" I begged. I didn't feel like doing this. Goldilocks bit her lip, leaned down, and kissed my father's lips. Nothing. Nothing at all. "It should have worked, I-"

"Try again!" Uncle Jake pleaded. Goldilocks sighed, and obeyed. Nothing happened again. Daphne gave me a look that said "don't freak out". It was too late, though.

"This has been a stupid wild goose chase! The Master and The Scarlet Hand are probably getting a laugh out of this right now!" I shouted. "Don't give up hope," Mirror said. "Give up hope! I haven't had any hope in two years."

"Bummer!" Sabrina said. "Well, maybe whoever is pounding on the door can wake the guy up." "Sabrina, can you answer it for me?" Granny asked. "What am I? The butler?"

"I'll get it," I said, disappointed and frustrated. I stormed down the stairs, Daphne close behind me. "Whoever it is, don't forget to invite them in with us," Sabrina called sarcastically. "Don't forget to show them where the towels are!"

"Freaking out isn't going to help, Puck. We all wanted Goldilocks to wake up Dad. So it didn't work. Exploding in frustration every time we have a setback is, well, annoying."

"First of all, you don't even know the meaning of most of the words in that last sentence. I'll be angry and upset if I want. I have a right to be angry. My life is horrible."

I threw open the door and gasped. Ms. Smirt, in all her nasty glory, stood there with a briefcase in hand. "I think it's gonna get a lot worse," Daphne groaned. "Hello, children," Ms. Smirt said evilly. "Ms. Smirt!" Daphne cried. "Oh, you remember me! How it warms the heart," the woman cackled, taking our wrists and dragging us outside. Me, being a guy, couldn't get out of her grip. It was humiliating, but at the same time I knew that Ms. Smirt had taken strength classes to get good at dragging us around.

"Yeah, the dead one," Daphne muttered under her breath. "Where are you taking us?" I growled. "Back to the orphanage," Smirt snapped. "Your grandmother is unfit. She kidnapped you from your foster father."

"He was a serial killer. He attacked us with a crowbar! You can't send us back to him!" I said. "Your relationship needs time to develop. But sadly, you're correct, I cant send you back to him because of an unfortunate incarceration. But don't worry. I've already found an amateur knife thrower who is eager for some new targets...I mean, children."

Smirt threw us into the waiting cab and spoke to the driver in a quiet, nasally voice. "To the train station," Smirt said, leaning back. The doors locked, and I guessed that was what Smirt had ordered in his ear.

"We found our parents!" Daphne protested. "Such an imagination you have, Debbie. Its really unattractive," Smirt said. "My name is Daphne!"

In no time, the cab pulled up to the station. Smirt threw the money at the driver before dragging Daphne and I across the station to the waiting train. To my horror, the doors closed. Daphne grinned at me. "How are you smiling?" I demanded. "You'll see."

"Have you ever heard of the Brothers Grimm, Ms. Smirt?" the little girl asked the awful woman sitting in front of us. The train started to move very, very slowly. "They wrote the fairy tales," Ms. Smirt said. "That's what most people believe, but it's not true. The Brothers Grimm didn't write stories, they wrote down things that really happened. The fairy tales aren't made-up stories, they're warnings to the world about Everafters."

'What's an Everafter?" the caseworker snapped. "Its what fairy-tale characters like to be called. Fairy-tale character is kind of a rude term. Like I was saying, the Brothers Grimm wrote about Everafters because they are real. Take Snow White. She's a real person and the story really happened-poisoned apple and all. Cinderella, Prince Charming, Beauty and the Beast, Robin Hood-they're all real people. They actually live here in Ferryport Landing. The Queen of Hearts is the mayor. Sleeping Beauty is dating our uncle."

"Debbie, you are going to look so adorable in your straitjacket," Ms. Smirt said. "It's Daphne." I leaned down to whisper in her ear. "Please be quiet." But my little sister was smart, and I knew that we both would miss everything in Ferryport Landing. Granny, Uncle Jake, Briar Rose, Snow White, Sabrina-wait, Sabrina?

"Ok, kid, I'll bite. So if 'Everafters' are real, how come I haven't met any?" the caseworker said with a cackle. "Because there's a magical barrier that surrounds this town that keeps the Everafters inside. Our great-great-great-great-great grandfather and a witch named Baba Yaga built it to stop evil Everafters from invading nearby towns."

"Oh, of course," Smirt said, slapping her knee and laughing. It sounded like a wounded moose. I hoped never to hear her laugh again. It made my ears hurt. "The barrier has made people in the town angry, and a lot of Everafters don't like us much," Daphne said, ignoring Smirt. "But-"

"Daphne, stop, you've told her too much," I pleaded. Smirt glared at me, and I glared right back at her. She narrowed her eyes and turned her ugly face back to Daphne as she continued.

"Let me finish, Puck. Like I said, we have a lot of enemies in Ferryport Landing but we've managed to make a few good friends."

Suddenly there was a tap on the window beside us. I looked out and almost fell of my seat. In the window, a familiar blonde girl in a forest green tank top and fuzzy purple shorts was held aloft by two giant pink insect wings. She was grinning and sticking her tongue out at me, and I'd never been so happy to get a raspberry in my life.

Smirt was terrified. She screamed and ducked under the seat. When she managed to look back up, Sabrina had already zipped ahead and out of sight. "Did you see that?" Smirt spluttered, slowly coming back up. She looked out the window, afraid of what she might see. "I must be tired. I thought I saw a girl out there. Flying! Outside the window!" Daphne and I chuckled at her foolishness.

Just then there was a horrible eardrum blasting bang and part of a door flew by the window. I looked back at the little girl next to me. "Did you two plan this?"

"Someone's got to do the thinking in this family. Besides, 'Brina isn't as dumb as she seems," Daphne answered, and grinned again.

A moment later, Sabrina strode in with her large wings extended proudly. "Well, well, well. Look at me. Here I am saving you two again. You know, you're really quiet helpless and pathetic. It amazes me you can even dress yourselves in the morning."

Smirt yelped at the sight of the petite fairy, and once again tumbled under her seat like a cockroach. Sabrina turned to me. "What os she doing dow there?" "Hiding, I guess."

Sabrina leaned down and poked her head under the seat, her blond waves touching the ground. "I found you." Smirt shrieked, and Daphne covered her ears.

Sabrina lifted herself to her small height again. She giggled. "She's fun." Sabrina leaned back down and the caseworker screamed another earsplitting scream. "I could do this all day. Can I keep her?"

Daphne shook her head, knitting her eyebrows together as Sabrina ducked under the seat one more time. "You know the plan, 'Brina." Sabrina frowned and dragged the woman to her feet. Daphne stepped up to the trembling woman. "Ms. Smirt, I have something to say to you." Smirt said nothing and seemed unable to take her eyes off Sabrina and her wings. "We are not going back to the orphanage. Not now, not ever. We are not going to any foster parent, either. We're going back to Ferryport Landing with Sabrina and we're staying. For good. You'll never see us again. This is goodbye."

"Right after the merciless kicking, right?" Sabrina said. "We talked about the kicking." Daphne frowned at Sabrina. "I vetoed the kicking, remember?" Daphne reminded her patiently. Sabrina scowled.

Just then, the conductor 's voice boomed throughout the train. "Next stop, Poughkeepsie." Sabrina's ever-present mischievous smile disappeared. "Uh-oh."

"What's uh-oh?" I demanded, looking around. Sabrina cried out. "The barrier!" she shouted, and I stopped breathing for a moment. The barrier. Sabrina started to sprint at an inhuman speed in the opposite direction of the train's rolling. "I forgot about the barrier!"

"Oh no," Daphne whispered. No Everafters could pass through the barrier, and so when the train passed through it, Sabrina was sent sailing down the aisle, flailing helplessly. "How do you stop this thing?" Sabrina cried as she was shoved farther back in the car by the invisible wall. I remembered the emergency brakes, and leaped over the aisle. I yanked hard, but it didn't stop immediately. It slowed a little, and the train screeched against the tracks.

Unfortunately, the train wouldn't stop before Sabrina slammed into the steel door at the end. Sabrina flopped around, and I knew what she was trying to do. If she could spin around, she could change into an animal or inanimate objects. She usually changed into something to annoy me, like a three legged chair or something, but sometimes she did the extremely rare thing, and did something nice, like a regular chair if my legs hurt from standing somewhere. It was very rare, like I said.

We did nothing as Sabrina morphed into an awkward animal for such a short person: a rhino. She lowered her head and blasted into the train door, blowing it off its hinges. "She turned into a rhinoceros," Smirt stammered. "Yeah, she does that."

Daphne and I ran after Sabrina, who plowed through the car doors and out onto the tracks. By the time we jumped off, she was already back in her regular body. She grinned at me. "So, Grimm. Meet your parents." I turned and saw my parents standing there with Granny and Uncle Jake. I froze, before running to them at full speed.

(skip to Puck and Daphne escaping the monsters and coming back to Camp Charming.. this ones short)

"Open the gates! Its Puck and Daphne Grimm! Monsters are chasing us!" I shouted. The bid doors swung open and Charming rushed to me, snatching my arm and pulling us both in. "Where are these monsters?" "They attacked us about half a mile back. They're are around a dozen of them, and they're fighting with my mom and dad!"

"You fools! You have probably led them to us!" the prince cried in disgust. I rolled my eyes and stared at him. "Freaky monsters just to tried to kill us. Should we have just died out there so you could keep your clubhouse secret?"

"Absolutely!"

"Well, well, well, look who's back," Sabrina said, floating down from the fortress wall. Her eyes looked a little red from...crying? "I knew you'd show up again. This little crush you have on me is getting embarrassing." When I lunged for the fairy, she soared up into the air, laughing.

(skip to where Puck lets it slip about being married in the future)

"Are you two in love?"

"In love? As if! How on earth we end up getting married is beyond me! How could I have held my nose long enough to get through the ceremony? Ugh!" I said, then froze. There was a silence like no other. I hoped to God Sabrina was as slow as she looked. But she wasn't and her face told me so.

"MARRIED?"

"Its nothing," Daphne said, trying to dispel the tension. Sabrina's insect-like wings popped out of her back and lifted her a few feet off the ground. She hovered above us, her pink wings flapping furiously. "Tell me now!" she shouted.

"Do you remember when Cinderella's husband built the time machine? Well, we got sucked into one of the tears and-" "NO!" Sabrina cried, her face tight with fury and rage.

"Yup, you're going to marry him," my sister confirmed. Sabrina turned slowly to me, and my insides curled up at her deadly glare. Her wings beat so fast, she shook with every flap.

"I'm a little girl! Little girls don't get married!" Sabrina screamed. My face grew hot, and I looked at the ground before looking back up at the seething fairy.

"You grew up," I stated quietly. Sabrina's face fell. "What would make me want to grow up?" Daphne pointed to me. "I would never do that!" Sabrina roared, flying a little higher in the air.

"You already are. Your clothes are getting smaller. That's why Granny took you shopping a few days ago. Mr. Canis and her were talking about it," Daphne explained. Sabrina quivered angrily.

"So you've poisoned me with puberty?" Sabrina bellowed. "You've given me your cooties, dogface! You've made me sick!" I tried to calm her. "Sabrina, you're not sick."

"I am the Trickster Queen! I'm a villain! I am the QUeen of Loafers, the Princess of Low Expectations! I'm the spiritual guide for millions of complainers, criminals, and convicts! Villains don't get married. You have poisoned me, Puck Grimm. This means war!"

"War?" I repeated. "Yes, war! And when I'm done you'll wish the Scarlet Hand had gotten to you first!" Sabrina blasted into the sky like a rocket. There was a boom, and she disappeared from my sight.

(skip to where Sabrina slips Puck a water toadie egg...another short one, sorry!)

"Sabrina! Why is my body GREEN?" I boomed. My voice had gotten deeper and stronger, and the fairy girl skipped in. "Don't get all freaked out. It'll wear off by the time you start college," she said, stealing some of Red's eggs. "Looks like she slipped you a water toadie egg," Uncle Jake said. "Relax. Its not harmful and I have a remedy somewhere but-"

"But what?"

"But it has side effects."

"What kind of side effects?"

"You'll grow a tail," Uncle Jake explained. I snarled at the tiny fairy girl, who smiled sweetly at me. Charming walked in before I could strangle her, which, after all the pranks she had done to me, wouldn't be so difficult.

After breakfast, Uncle Jake handed me the toadie egg antidote. "A tail, huh?" Uncle Jake nodded. "A really long one. But without the antidote, you'll stay green for a long time." I growled again at Sabrina who stood next to Uncle Jake.

I sighed, and drank the liquid. I seriously hoped that Sabrina would lay off on the pranks, because I didn't know how to tell her she was HAPPY about getting married in the future.

(skip to where Puck and Sabrina are arguing over the water tower)

"Yo, go kill dragons somewhere else, ugly!" Sabrina snapped at me. I hissed at her. "Sabrina, you're not supposed to let them burn the place!"

"Leave me alone. I know what I'm doing!"

"Give me the cannon, Sabrina," I said, pushing her out of the way. A white dragon started to zoom towards the tower, and I aimed the water at it. Closer. Closer. As the dragon approached, I blasted water at it, and it spiraled to the ground, bumping into another dead dragon.

"I'm catchin' on Ugly!" I said to Sabrina. "Lucky shot, dogbreath! Ya gave me the virus of getting older and I can't concentrate! Its your fault!" Sabrina shouted, but I snatched the cannon away from her hands and took it into my own.

"Look, you're not sick! I didn't ask you to grow up! You started this war, but aging is your fault. You wouldn't age a day if you didn't want to." Thousands of Everafters from the Scarlet Hand were marching in, and I felt my heart clench in fear and worry. "The Hand is here!" I called down to the soldiers below, and they charged quickly at them, swords clashing and magic spells sizzling in the air.

The water stopped blasting, and nothing came out. "Its run dry!" I yelled. "Why aren't you firing?" Sabrina demanded as she buzzed back up to the tower, having gone down to get Daphne to safety.

"We're out of water!" I explained, but Sabrina shook her head. "That can't be right! You must be doing it wrong," Sabrina said, taking the cannon and pushed the button repeatedly before turning her death glare on me. "You broke it!"

Sabrina, in her rage, swung around and hit me in the chest with the nozzle. The force was so powerful I tumbled backward into the air, plunging to my death below. Wind screamed as I sailed downward and I braced myself for the immense pain. but nothing came. My long, brown tail was wrapped around a sturdy tree branch. I swung there, like a monkey.

Sabrina fluttered down to me, her wings flapping softly to keep her hovering beside me. "I bet you think this is hilarious! Your stupid prank gave me a tail!" I raged.

Sabrina's face was trembling. "I'm sorry.

"What?" I asked blankly.

"I almost killed you. I'm sorry, Puck," she said, rubbing her eyes on the ripped hoodie. She lifted me off the branch and onto the ground. She darted off to help fight. "Since when do you care?" I whispered to her slumped figure. She seemed scared, and... disappointed in herself?

"We need to retreat to the mirrors!" Charming boomed. "What about big and ugly?" Daphne asked, pointing to the dragon in front of them. Soldiers were knocked to the ground by its fury.

"There's no way we can get past it!" Granny Relda cried, holding my little sister in her arms. I agreed with her.

Sabrina's wings appeared and soon she hovered above our "army". "Does saving the day always have to fall on me?"

"I thought you weren't the hero type," I said. "I'm not," she groaned. "But you always seem to be in danger, Grimm." "Which you tend to be the cause of," I pointed out. "Beside the point!" Sabrina retorted. "I forbid it, Sabrina!" Granny argued.

"Old lady, if I die I'd like you to do one small thing for me. I want you to build a one-hundred-acre museum dedicated to my memory. Bronze my clothing and possessions. Have at least three hundred marble statues erected of me in my most dashing poses. One of these statues should stand at least a hundred feet tall and greet ships as they float down the Hudson River. One of the fourteen wings of the museum should have an amusement park with the fastest roller coaster in the world inside. None of these rides should be equipped with safety devices. You can license some of the space to fast-food restaurants and ice-cream parlors but nothing should be nutritious. The gift shop should sell stuffed Sabrina dolls packed with broken glass and asbestos. There's a more detailed list in my room," Sabrina finished.

"'Brina, no! You don't have to do this!" I cried, my eyes pleading with her to stay away from the danger. Why did I care so much?

Sabrina rolled her eyes. "Appears I have to do a lot to keep you safe, Grimm."

I felt my cheeks grow hot. "What are you going to do to the dragon?" I questioned. I tried hard to keep the worry for the fairy girl out of my voice.

"I got this," she replied, taking her little wooden sword from her waist. "You'll get yourself killed!" Daphne said angrily. "Don't disrespect the sword Marshmallow," Sabrina said, grinning. She twirled around and flew to the ugly monster.

Sabrina jabbed the dragon's eye with her sword and roared in anger. "Come and get me!" she taunted, dancing in the air. The dragon sailed to her, and she led him away, but I noticed his teeth scrape her back, and blood soak the hoodie.

(skip to where Sabrina comes back)

We stood there in the front yard, looking at our little house and thanking every god in the world. We survived dragons, and angry mobs, and bloodthirsty armies of villains. Suddenly, something massive fell out of the blue sky. We all fell to the ground; the impact was incredibly powerful. When I got back to my feet, and helped Daphne to hers, I saw a white dragon on the grass, dead. Sabrina stood atop it, her little sword in hand, face bloodied, but grinning.

"Don't disrespect the sword, Grimm."

I'll probably do book eight, but since I wasn't aware the ninth book came out, I'm afraid that I'll have to wait for my birthday to get the ninth book. Which is in a little less than a month. SOoo review! And I think, after I finished all nine books, I'll do outtakes, oneshots, and series of what happened in between and after this story. And not while Puck and Sabrina are married. I'll write them as if everything went back to normal, and the Grimms stayed in Ferryport Landing and stuff. Even if no one reviews, i'll keep updating, because I love this story soooooo much! Thanksss!