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mooooving onnn: chapter 4... er... *gets distracted by chocolate truck*


Sabrina finally got the chance to muffle her screams by wrapping her comforter around her mouth. She knew she must've looked silly, but she didn't care.

"What is it?" Daphne, Granny, Henry, and Veronica flung open the door and burst into the room.

"S-she – It's gone! Red eyes! Nose filled with boogers!" Sabrina shrieked, not knowing how to put the whole scenario into words.

Henry blinked. "What?"

"What happened, sweetie?" Veronica sat down beside Sabrina, putting a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

Sabrina looked around her warily, taking in a deep breath and exhaling. What was there to be scared of? Her family was with her now and the hideous face was gone. "There was a head of a woman, and she looked like Mrs. Walling." She started. "She said some kind of power was stirring inside of me, and that i would be useful somehow. I don't know in what, but it was scary." She shuddered, embarrassed at how pathetic she had acted. "But I'm positive it looked like Mrs. Walling."

"Wow! I'm sure it had given you the heebie-jeebies." Daphne said, her big brown eyes widening. She sat down on the other side of Sabrina, getting out a brush from the bedside drawer and combing Sabrina's hair carefully.

"Mom, you said she wasn't that powerful," Henry said slowly, trying to act calm and making an effort not to explode.

"Yes, but over the years, she has been conducting and learning dark magic of the fairies." Granny Relda answered.

"Isn't Sabrina addicted to magic? Mrs. Walling, or as you said last night "Lagree," said there was magic stirring inside of her." Veronica said, positioning herself between Sabrina and Daphne.

"I don't feel anything," Sabrina knitted her brows together. (AN: Something I'm going to be using from my other story, The Ring Of Abundant Powers.)

"Maybe it's magic that does not affect the people who are addicted to it, or possibly the magic has to be strong enough to have an effect on the people who are addicted to it," Granny Relda suggested, and it sounded like a reasonable explanation to Sabrina. But that didn't stop her from feeling uneasy.

"I heard screaming, and I came as soon as I could," Mr. Canis dashed into the room, pausing to cough a few times.

Granny Relda gave him the rundown of Sabrina's and Basil's encounter. "We honestly don't know what Mrs. Walling, or as we suspect her as Lagree, wants," She concluded.

"What does she have against the Grimms? The barrier is down," Mr. Canis coughed into his handkerchief again just as Red came into the room with a sobbing Basil in her arms. The family's attention went straight to Basil.

"What happened?" Veronica instantly stood up and went over to Basil.

"He was hungry." Red responded, relinquishing Basil into Veronica's arms. "But I didn't know what to give him," she admitted.

"Me hungry, mommy!" Basil wailed. As if on cue, his stomach grumbled.

"I'll go get him some oatmeal cereal," Veronica smiled apologetically at Sabrina and hurried out of the room with Basil in her arms.

"Let's go get you some breakfast too, liebling," Granny Relda said softly.

"Yes, we'll continue our conversation as soon as you have had something to eat," Henry nodded grimly, leaving with Granny . Canis hobbled after them.

In that instant, Sabrina felt like being with Puck, wanting to be able to talk with him, throw insults with him, and most of all, see his smile.

Daphne seemed to know what she was thinking. "Do you want me to detect where Puck is with one of my wands? You could eat breakfast later if you like."

"That'd be um... nice," Sabrina knew her whole face must've looked like a tomato even though she couldn't see for herself.

Daphne let out a small squeal before revealing a shiny white wand from her jeans pocket. The wand was the size of an HB pencil, the tip sharp and smooth. It made Sabrina feel queasy just looking at it, so she quickly turned away. Her magic addiction wasn't getting any better.

She was just about to comment on the wand when out of the corner of her eye she noticed Red, who was quietly slipping out the door.

"Do you want to stay?" Sabrina blurted out bluntly, giving herself a mental kick. You should be nice to her; she's shy, but nice, Sabrina thought.

"Yeah, you should stay!" Daphne beamed at Sabrina approvingly as she ran her fingers down the delicate wand in her hand. Sabrina didn't know which fairytale it had come from or how it worked, but she thought better of asking.

"Are you sure?" Red's short, amber hair veiled her face like a curtain, hiding the smile that touched her lips.

Sabrina nodded curtly as Daphne unleashed the wands power to locate Puck. There was some swirling mist that revolved around Daphne as she spoke to it quietly. Sabrina strained to hear what she was saying and who she was talking too, but hesitated afterwards when her result was in the negative.

As simple as a flick of Daphne's hand, the mist vanished into thin air. Daphne shoved the wand into her pocket carelessly and gave Sabrina a thumbs up. "He's still around here in New York, and he said he'd be happy to come and torture you to death since he has nothing else to do; except watch Peter poke everything with his carrot stick."

"Thanks, Daph," Sabrina smiled gratefully at her sister, who winked at her and skipped out the door with Red at her heels.

Sabrina wondered how Daphne had gotten her hands on the wand anyway; her father had banished all magical items in their household. But then again, Sabrina thought tolerantly. This is granny Relda's house. She still might have some left over magical items.

It was then that Sabrina realised that she was still in her pajamas, so she quickly took a nice hot shower and put on some decent clothes - not too girly and not too tom-boyish. Right when she had finished slipping into her clothes, her mom came into the bedroom with a tray full of steaming hot food that made Sabrina's mouth water.

"Make sure to fill your belly," Veronica set the tray down onto the bed stand and left the room, giving Sabrina a quick smile just as she shut the door.

Sabrina didn't know why her mom had brought her breakfast here when she could've just ate downstairs, but she didn't have time to dawdle about room service; she was too hungry. She relented and ate her pancakes. They were normal ones made especially for her by her mom, and as she chewed, a smile traced her lips. The pancakes oozed with maple syrup which seeped through the prongs on the fork, dripping down sideways onto the plate. The pancakes, as an extra bonus and a special recipe from her mom, were topped with ripe blueberries.

When Sabrina was done devouring her pancakes and gulping down her orange juice, she plopped down onto her bed with her legs dangling over the side.

After awhile of staring at the ceiling and doing nothing, Sabrina decided to go outside to get some fresh air. And though she wouldn't admit it out loud, she wanted to see if Puck would come.

She climbed out the window, wanting to go unnoticed. She accidently landed on a thick patch of geranium flowers, squashing some underneath her. Well, at least my butt had a soft landing rather than a sharp thorn-like landing, Sabrina thought mildly, forgetting the encounter with Mrs. Walling/ Lagree she had had previously this morning.

As she sat down on some greenery by a stump, she wished there was a sparkling blue lake by Granny Relda's house too. But she didn't give that topic too much thought, as she was behind the large circular stump where the place wasn't occupied and there was a relaxing breeze settling her. She looked around, trying to see if Puck was either hiding or still making his way to Granny Relda's house.

"Maybe he didn't mean that he was coming," She said out loud, yawning and dozing off into a dreamless sleep within minutes.

But it wasn't a dreamless sleep for long. Sabrina's slumber turned into a nightmare.

Sabrina sat in a large clearing, the place dotted with many large boulders and the thick night air pungent. It was a gloomy atmosphere, with the tree's looming above Sabrina. They had no leaves, for their branches were bare. In the flickering of the moonlight, Sabrina thought they were claws reaching out to grab her.

She noticed that she was wearing a white lace dress that went up to her knees, something she would've been too embarrassed to wear in reality.

Suddenly, an unearthly howl shook the bare trees, making a chill go down Sabrina's spine and the hairs on the back of her neck prickle.

"We will rule the world..." A voice within the shadows hissed.

"We will conquer the mortals, having only the Everafters be kept in this world..." Another voice hissed, and Sabrina screamed in surprise, her heart practically in her throat. "What do you want?" She whispered, her voice raspy.

"Your power..." The voices around Sabrina chortled. Sabrina felt them digging their gnarled fingers into her skin even before she could see them. She screamed in agony as other silhouettes joined in - to torture her.

Sabrina woke up screaming like a little girl who had just found a spider crawling up her leg. As she opened her eyes, puzzled, she found herself gazing into turbulent green eyes, who belonged to none other than Puck himself.

"Finally! Piggy here woke up!" He laughed. Then his face contorted into a perplexed expression. "Why were you screaming?"

Sabrina's cheeks flushed, and she bit the inside of her lower lip. Should she tell him? Or would he laugh at her and ridicule her?

"I guess I had a nightmare," Sabrina finally mumbled, concealing her face with her long blonde hair.

"Daphne told me about what happened, you know," Puck said matter-of-factly.

"Yeah..."

"I'm sorry I didn't come sooner, I kind of had an errand to do for your Uncle," Puck scowled, finally noticing that he had just apologized.

Sabrina's lips curved into a smile as she accidentally gave Puck a light punch in the arm.

"Oh, I come here and all I get is a girly punch that doesn't even hurt?" Puck looked genuinely offended.

Sabrina just rolled her eyes, happy she had woken up from her nightmare. But why had she had that nightmare anyways? Was it trying to tell her something? Or was it just a regular scare-your-pants-off-till-you-pee kind of nightmare?


In the evening, Puck was invited to have dinner with the rest of the family. He shoveled food into his mouth like there was no tomorrow.

"Please, use the proper etiquette of eating," Pinocchio sneered from his spot at the table. "Chew with your mouth fused together and eat with humility and curvaceous."

Puck just looked at him disdainfully and muttered, "Splinter face."

"So... Where's Uncle Jake and Peter?" Sabrina asked conversationally, picking at the squirming mass of purple ripe worms with apple sauce on her plate.

"They'll stop by sometime later. I dunno what they're doing," Puck shrugged before slurping the contents of his wooden bowl, making Elvis whine under his chair for no reason.

Sabrina turned to where the big Dane dog was looking and observed a plate full of sausages fresh from the grocery store.

"Um, Granny? Why did you make sausages?" Daphne asked nervously, also catching sight of the plate full of sausages .

"I didn't make them... Henry bought them from the store when he went to get Basil's oatmeal cereal." Granny Relda replied, glancing at Henry briefly.

"They were on sale," Henry put in defensively, feeding Basil a spoonful of pea mush that Sabrina assumed was baby food.

Basil grabbed a fork nearest to him from his high chair. He indignantly pounded his fist, which he had wrapped around his fork, on the table. "Me want real food! ME want no mush! Me want no yuck!" He then spat out the pea substance from his mouth, which landed on Henry's nose. He grumbled something incoherent under his breath while he wiped the mush off with a napkin.

"You know very well not to buy sausages when Elvis is around," Granny Relda chided Henry, ignoring Basil's constant pounding with his fork.

"Wuff!" Elvis wagged his tail and twirled around, sticking out his tongue as foam formed on his canines.

"It's –" Henry sighed, running his hand through his unusually messy hair. He always kept it nice and trimmed, but nowadays he just didn't seemed to have the time to even shave. "Okay, I'm sorry, I guess I forgot that we weren't in our new house in New York."

"I'll eat them for you guys," Puck rubbed his stomach. Obviously, his hunger wasn't dispatched yet. He didn't wait for an answer, he just dug into the plate of sausages, gobbling them so fast that the whole family stared at him in horror.

Sabrina stared open-mouthed as she watched Puck inhale sausages one at a time, not even pausing to take a breath.

Elvis cocked his head and looked at Puck disapprovingly, for HE had wanted to eat all those sausages.

Like some bugged-out acrobat, Elvis leaped onto the table, crashing plates, cutlery, and a bowl of wriggling purple earthworms.

Everyone sitting at the table scrambled from their chairs and backed away, except for Puck. He momentarily stopped to take a deep breath

To Sabrina's sheer terror, she finally perceived that there was only one sausage left on the plate, and both Puck and Elvis were making a grab for it.

"Hey! Go flush your ugly bottom down the toilet, that's my sausage!" Puck grabbed a hold of one end of the sausage, but before he could bring it inside his mouth, Elvis grabbed the other end of the sausage with his mouth.

"Ew, dog breath!" Puck made an exasperated gagging noise, pulling his end of the sausage as he stood up on his chair to get more strength with his legs.

"Wooooooooof!" Elvis pawed Puck, who transformed into a big bull dog. Now, it was like a tug of war with two doggies.

"Hold it! Elvis, get off the table, your ruining it! You both get down and leave the sausage alone!" Henry demanded, taking in charge whilst the rest of the family was still laid in shock.

With one mighty pull with his canines, Elvis jerked the meat away from Pucks slobbery mouth when he was distracted by Henry's sudden orders.

"Hey - !" Puck looked stunned as Elvis gobbled up the sausage with extremely loud chomping noises. In a matter of minutes, the sausage was consumed by Elvis.

"Children, out of the house, now!" Granny Relda finally spoke, urging everyone outside. Puck, losing his mischievous attitude for a few minutes, stumbled along outside as Elvis let out a terrible, reeking odour that spread inside the house. Once outside, Puck transformed into his human self.

Red and Mr. Canis, who had been quiet all along throughout the meal, shielded themselves behind the big stump that Sabrina had hid behind earlier when she had gotten the terrible dream.

"I don't like this!" Red whimpered, covering her face with her hands.

"Ew... It smells worse than your Uncle Jake when he had that gas problem," Puck said to Sabrina, waving his hand in front of his nose.

"You smelled Uncle Jake?" Sabrina asked incredulously.

"No! His rotten funk left fumes in the air!" Puck waved both his arms like a wild jungle animal. "The same AIR that I breathed in!" He emphasized.

"That must've been wonderful," Sabrina said absent-mindedly as she looked inside the house from the window. Elvis was having a total melt down; he kept running around in circles, and Sabrina could've sworn she saw actual green stink fumes coming off of him.

"Wait! Where are the Lost Boys?" Henry asked, swivelling his head around.

"They weren't in the house when I had went to deliver the news that dinner was ready," Granny Relda looked flustered, looking around frantically,

"We'll worry about that later, we have more important issues!" Sabrina cut in. "The question is, where will we stay? The house is probably so smelly, people could die from the rotten pungent odour that brute is letting out!" Sabrina didn't care if she called the big Dane dog a "Brute," she just wanted to get rid of the smell.

"It's smellyrufas!" Daphne plugged her nose with her fingers, staying beside Veronica and Basil dutifully.

"That creature is pure menace and odoriferous!" Pinocchio's facial expression contorted in disgust.

Sabrina's mind swirled as everyone talked at the same time.

"Henry, promise me you will never buy sausages ever again," Veronica said sternly, trying to keep it cool but failing to do so.

"Oh no, not after this," Henry shook his head like a school boy admitting to a crime.

After that, thick tension hung in the air for awhile, everyone keeping silence as they watched the sun dip down the horizon and the stars come out. After a few hours of quiet talk again and the checking up on Elvis inside, it was already past bedtime for the children. Another reign of silence weighed over them, and Sabrina was grateful that everyone had decided to keep their mouths shut.

It was Daphne who broke the silence. "Hey dad, does the smell come out of Elvis's butt?" She looked pretty confused, not the least bit joking.

"The tail..." Henry mumbled absent-mindedly, and Sabrina realised that he was half asleep. Puck looked slightly amused by this.

"Guess we're camping out here then," He yawned so loud he looked ridiculous. He then fell asleep sitting up in a matter of minutes.

Soon, one by one, each and every one of Sabrina's family members fell asleep. Granny Relda rested by a tree trunk, leaning her back against it. Daphne curled up between Henry and Veronica on the soft moss, with Basil protectively in Veronica's arms. Pinocchio slept on the ground, and Red fell asleep in Mr. Canis's lap. Mr. Canis himself dozed off reluctantly after a few more minutes, leaving Sabrina the only one awake.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't fall asleep, much less leave her eyes closed for more than a few minutes.

She looked around at the household members, all sound asleep peacefully and not the least bit afraid.

Puck slept peacefully like a little toddler, curled up and sucking on his thumb. And they said he was growing up, Sabrina thought deviously.

Out of boredom, she went to check on Elvis. She looked through the living room window, anticipating the things inside the room, looking for signs of Elvis. She finally spotted him sleeping like a rugged dog in a pile of blankets, snoring loudly with the smell still around him. The odour travelled all the way outside from a crack in the window, and Sabrina scrunched up her nose. She wanted to go inside and sleep in the bedroom she shared with Red and Daphne badly, but her Granny had said that the smell was probably fresh upstairs too.

How could one dog cause this much funk to come off of him? Sabrina thought wondrously, backing away from the window and sitting down on the ground beside Puck. She glanced at him briefly, and though she would never admit it to even herself sometimes, she thought he looked adorable when he was asleep and not pranking her 24/7. The way his hair flopped when he breathed out made Sabrina smile a little bit, and she thought he'd be even better if he actually CLEANED himself.

Sabrina shook off her daydreams of Puck, feeling disgusted with herself. Sabrina Grimm never acts like a girly girl, she thought fiercely.

She shuddered a bit, as the night breeze was stronger and much colder. She stood up and walked to a cluster of trees, not far from the house. She sat down on a giant, smooth rock and wrapped her arms around her knees. Sabrina shivered, not knowing why she was so cold. She stayed like that for a few minutes, staring into empty space.

Just as suddenly, a strong hand clamped down on Sabrina's shoulder, making her yelp in surprise.

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