hello again guys! I tried to put some suspense in here and all that, so...this took a while cause i was busy going to places and touring around with my dad. Anyways...

THANKs to all the reviewers! it means so much to me! (I tried to make this chapter long)

Anyways, I dont think i have anything else to say other than REVIEW PLEASE!

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Sabrina woke up screaming – again, as she saw an ugly, brutal face in front of her. It sort of looked like the face she had seen a few days ago, but she didn`t observe the face much and kept screaming.

"What's going on?" Daphne grumbled from the other bed, sitting up groggily and rubbing her eyes. She stretched, making Red stir and wake up too.

Sabrina looked at the face again and this time, looked more closely.

"It's a balloon!" Red, now fully awake, exclaimed before Sabrina could.

"And it has an ugly face too," Daphne crawled over to Sabrina's bed and poked at the plastic balloon, making it swing side to side from the string it had been attached to.

"That fairy boy is going to have his final laugh today before my fist connects with his face," Sabrina growled, kicking off the blanket on top of her and marching towards the boy fairy's room. She didn't have to go inside, fortunately.

It seemed that he was involved in an argument with Peter Pan, who was covered in a gross substance that let out a stench that made Sabrina's eyes water and her nose feel numb.

"What is the meaning of this?" Sabrina planted her hands on her hips, glaring at Puck, who grinned back.

"You almost gave me a heart attack Puck, I thought it was Lagree!"

"That was the point, wasn't it?" Puck rolled his eyes.

"I don't like this goop, it makes me smell bad," Peter complained, picking at the gross substance in disgust.

"Welcome to my world," Sabrina grumbled.

"Well Grimm, be happy you weren't covered in my goop this time," Puck blew a raspberry at her, making her face turn red in anger.

"Are you asking to be kicked all the way to Alaska?" She said, holding her fist only mere inches from Puck's face.

Puck didn't even flinch, grinning broadly. "No, I'm asking you to thank me."

"For what?"

"For being your personal alarm clock!"

"What? Why?" Sabrina momentarily forgot about the balloon.

"Well, duh! Every morning I wake you up with a nice prank I had whipped up early in the morning just for you," Puck said smugly.

"I don't know if this is a theory or something, but that just sounds like you want a lot of attention from her," Peter Pan pointed out, also forgetting about the mass of goop on his self.

"T-that's not true!" Puck stammered, his ears turning red. "I do it because I want to make her life miserable. I'm the Trickster King; I am the spiritual leader of juvenile delinquents, leader of hooligans, ogres and brownies, and master prankster. I do it because I'm an evil villain and-!"

"Well, can you stop ranting on about how you're in denial of being in love with her and get this slime off of me?" Peter Pan interrupted, crossing his arms.

"I'm not in love with her! Boy's like me don't grow up and trip over their heels and fall in love with girls!"

Sabrina, for the sake of trying to stop herself from blushing redder than a tomato, stomped away, attempting to go to breakfast and complain to her Granny Relda about Puck's usual morning antic horseplay. But Peter's voice suddenly stopped her.

"Well, if you're that keen on not growing up, why don't you go to Neverland? You know, the place where you won't grow up. Although, the reason ever I came here is that the islands been populated with too many pirates for my taste." Peter was saying to Puck.

Sabrina's heart raced. Would Puck really consider going to Neverland?

"Why would I ever want to go there?" Was Puck's rude response.

"Well, that's just the place where you would be fit to be in. You'd never grow up."

There was deadly silence, and Sabrina was afraid that Puck would actually accept Peter's invitation.

"Well, why did YOU come here then? I thought you never wanted to grow up either. And didn't you say were some kind of a skilled pirate warrior or something? Why would you run away from that dumb place in the sky just because of some swinish, swash-buckling pirates?" Puck interrogated, finally turning around and becoming aware of Sabrina's presence. "You're still here?" He said in wonder.

"Yeah, waiting to give you a good punch in the face," Sabrina glowered, trying to hide her curiosity. Even she was curious to why Peter ran away from Neverland.

"lieblings, breakfast is ready!" Granny Relda suddenly called out from downstairs.

The room beside Pucks flung opened and The Lost Boy's piled out, with an arrogant Pinocchio and disturbed looking Uncle Jake following them downstairs.

"Alright! I'm starving!" Puck grinned, his insect – like wings popping out of his back as he flew past an open-mouthed Sabrina downstairs.

"I'm not done with you yet!" Sabrina yelled after him.

"Do you, by any chance, know how to get this stuff off of me?" Peter asked her, looking relieved to have not answered Puck's questions. Sabrina figured she would drill the boy in green tights about it later, just out of curiosity. As Peter continued to poke at the concoction, a look of disgust passed over both of their faces.

"Use the lemon conditioner in the bathroom. That will help the slime get out of your hair." Sabrina instructed him. "And, for the rest, I guess you'll need to take a long bath."

"Uh... Okay," Peter grimaced, walking towards the bathroom and leaving a trail of footprints from the goop that had been stuck to his feet.

Sabrina nodded nonchalantly and went downstairs for breakfast, all the while still seething about Puck's morning prank.

She was so getting revenge on him.


As Sabrina picked at the olive green omelette that had been set onto her plate by Granny Relda, she wondered where her baby brother and parents were.

Mr. Canis, Daphne, Red, The Lost Boy's, Pinocchio, her Uncle Jake, Granny Relda, (even Elvis), and Puck were here.

Sabrina tried to avoid Puck as hard as possible throughout breakfast, but he kept making funny noises and weird faces at her.

Finally, Sabrina pushed away her uneaten omelette and went upstairs.

She hadn't even begun climbing the steps yet when she heard a muffled cry.

That got everyone's attention.

Sabrina, leading an entourage of people who had just been eating breakfast a moment ago, ran up the stairs and flung open the door to her parents room.

The room was a complete mess; Books and clothes were strewn everywhere, and the bed sheets were ruffled and almost stuffed under the bed.

"What happened?" Sabrina asked breathlessly.

"Basils gone!" Henry said, turning around from where he was searching inside a closet.

"What?" Daphne said in alarm, gaping at the room.

"We checked everywhere," Veronica said, her hair messy from sleep.

"Calm down lieblings, he must be here somewhere. He's probably hiding." Granny Relda assured everyone.

"Is Basil the one who has red hair?" One of the Lost Boy's asked. Sabrina didn't know which, as she hadn't botherered to learn their names.

"Yes," Daphne responded.

"And the one who chews my tail?" The smallest Lost Boy asked, holding his fractured tail.

"Yes!" Sabrina snapped in frustration.

"Let's all go check around the house," Mr. Canis suggested, and everyone agreed and left the room with the exception of Sabrina and Daphne.

"What are we going to do?" Veronica whispered, sinking down onto the bed and putting her head into her hands.

"I'm sure he's alright, mom!" Daphne exclaimed with fake cheeriness.

The gears in Sabrina's mind turned. Where could her little brother be?


Everyone met up in the living room for a family meeting, as Daphne had defined it.

"Can I bang the hammer?" Puck asked to no one in particular.

"It's called a gavel you idiot. And this is a family meeting, not a courtroom!" Sabrina said, rolling her eyes.

"We searched everywhere, we can't find him anywhere!" Red broke into sobs.

Mr. Canis awkwardly patted her hair as she whispered, "He was like a little brother to me."

Sudden realization dawned on Sabrina.

"Lagree kidnapped him!" She cried out.

Nervous chatter broke out in the room, and Sabrina had to ask Puck to transform into a tiger and growl at them to be quiet.

Red shrieked and hid behind Elvis, who whimpered.

Puck transformed back into his natural faerie form, laughing the whole time as the room suddenly quieted down.

"Okay, let's get this straight. How do you know Lagree kidnapped our little brother?" Daphne asked Sabrina, taking charge.

"Well, remember? She said when we least expect it, something will happen. And she said Basil was her king to be or something. It all makes sense!" Sabrina explained impatiently. She wanted to give the old hag, Lagree, a piece of her mind.

"Your brother is cursed for being kidnapped. I bet he'll be famous one day for being 'The most numerously kidnapped child,' Puck snickered.

"Pipe down!" Daphne ordered him.

He ignored her and let out a gaseous fart.

"Why do we even bother?" Henry muttered.

"We need to know where she lives," Sabrina told everyone. "I bet she's taken Basil captive at her place."

"But how can we find out where she is?" Veronica asked, glancing around.

"I think I might have a solution," Uncle Jake chirped.

"What is it?" Sabrina asked eagerly.

"Well, me and Peter had been chasing a troll who looted a bank a few days ago, and on the way we met Fairer- than- a – fairy. She gave the troll a stone, and he immediately gave the money back, but that's a whole other story. The point is..."

"We could ask Fairer-than-a-fairy where Lagree lives!" Sabrina finished off for him.

"Yep," He answered.

"Do you remember where you met her?" Henry asked warily.

"She's not far from the Hudson Bay," Uncle Jake was already getting out his car keys.

"Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go!" Puck marched up to the door.

Uncle Jake fake coughed. "I think you should stay behind with the other kids."

"Kids? We're coming too!" Sabrina argued.

"Yeah, I don't want to baby sit them again," Puck sneered, crossing his arms.

"I'm eight now!" Daphne protested.

"Even though these imbeciles are too loquacious for my taste, I have to say I agree with them," Pinocchio chimed in.

"Yeah, we're coming with you whether you like it or not," Sabrina's anger flared. How could the grownups NOT trust her? She and Daphne had just saved the world a few months ago!

"Please Sabrina; I don't want to lose another child!" Veronica pleaded.

"But mom, we're going to a nice Everafter's house. Not Lagree's – yet." Daphne pointed out.

"I'm staying," Peter said, turning on the TV.

"We should trust them," Granny Relda said gently. "After all, they had just saved the world recently."

Henry seemed to be plodding this in his mind, debating whether he should agree or not. Finally, he gave in. "Fine."

Daphne whooped with joy and did a little happy dance.

"Well, since everyone else is going, I guess I'll come too," Peter shrugged, turning the TV off.

"It's about time we kick someone else's butt other than Mirrors," Puck commented.

"We're not kicking butt right now," Sabrina reminded him as the family members tried to cram into Henry's car.

"Uh, We aren't all going to fit in here," Sabrina said.

"Don't worry, I can fix this," Daphne beamed. She got out a wand and, magically, brandished another car. It was a red convertible, one of the new ones that Sabrina had seen once in a car garage not long ago.

"Where did the car come from?" She asked Daphne suspiciously.

"It's someone else's, but don't worry, we'll return it," Daphne reassured her.

Henry looked at the wand in Daphne's hand disapprovingly but didn't say anything.

Sabrina's parents, Granny Relda, Mr. Canis, Red, Pinocchio, and some of the Lost Boys piled into Henry's car. The others went in the other car.

"Cool!" Puck whistled as he went inside the convertible and sat between Peter and Sabrina at the back. He and Peter both tried to scoot over as far as possible from eachother. When everyone had made sure their seat belts were on, Henry's car drove off first, (after Uncle Jake had given him the directions, of course) followed by the red convertible which was driven by Uncle Jake.

As they went through the now very busy streets of Ferryport landing, the children saw many new and strange things.

"Look, they're building another school!" Daphne said from beside Sabrina. Sabrina craned her neck to look outside to, and to her astonishment, she found out that indeed a bunch of humans were building a school.

"Wow, look how fast so many humans came into this town again," Uncle Jake marveled.

"I wonder what they're going to name the school," Daphne thought aloud.

"Don't worry, you'll find out. You're going to go to this school after summer vacation anyways," Uncle Jake chuckled.

"What? But what about our house in New York? There's a school there," Sabrina said.

"You're parents are thinking of moving back into Granny Relda's house, just until all this Everafter mess has been cleared up. But it might take a while, so it's likely you'll be going to school here."

"Oh," Was all Sabrina could muster up with. After a while, the drive was filled with thick tension and silence. Finally, Puck broke the silence that hung in the air.

"Hey, what happened to Bobby?"

"Oh, dad gave it to one of the veterans that lived from across street." Daphne shrugged, not seeming that persuading or even upset at all. Sabrina wondered what the real story was.

"Too bad, I was hoping I could teach the dog a few tricks," Puck grinned mischievously, and Sabrina had the impression that he wasn't just talking about 'normal dog tricks; the ones where you told the dog to sit or role over.

"Who's Bobby?" Peter inquired.

"That's none of your business," Puck snapped at the same time Daphne said "My used-to-be pet Chihuahua."

Before Peter could even open his mouth to ask another question, one of the Lost Boy's got shoved into his lap when the car suddenly swerved to the left.

"Hey!" Peter cried out, making Puck laugh like a maniac.

"What's going on?" Sabrina asked Uncle Jake nervously.

"There was an Ogre in the way!" He answered, inhaling and then exhaling a moment later through his nose.

"An Ogre? In the middle of the street?" Daphne looked perplexed.

"Wow, I wonder if it had warts on his nose. Those kind of brutes are always the nastiest ones," Puck stated, grinning widely when he saw the look of sheer horror on Sabrina's face.

"How can you be so sure if it's a he? For all I know, It could be a she," Peter remarked mildly.

"Does that even matter?" Puck demanded.

"Of course it does! Ogres tend to be pretty sensitive creatures!"

"Well there isn't one over here in this car, now is there?" Puck shot back scornfully.

"You guys!" Sabrina shouted, exasperated. "That was the stupidest thing to argue over," She continued. "I mean, Peter, why would we care what kind of a gender it is? Who cares, they're just Ogres!"

"Uh, I think that one cares," Daphne squeaked, pointing upwards.

Sabrina looked up, gasping. It was an eight foot tall Ogre, who was clinging onto the door that was closest to Sabrina. She could smell it's brutal breath, and she gagged.

"Uncle Jake!" She cried out helplessly as the Ogre continued to glare at her.

"Don't worry 'brina, I'm working on it," He called back, steering the car to the right with one hand as he rummaged around in one of his trench coat pockets with the other hand. He finally revealed a stick like item which turned into a sword. He threw it at the Ogre, but missed. The sword was about to hit Sabrina in the head when she caught it – off-guard.

"What is this sword supposed to do?" She said.

"It's called Clarent, King Arthur's sword of peace. It's also the sword that Mordred stole. Anyways, this is the sword that kills an Ogre the easiest."

"Okay, what do I do?" Sabrina tried to lift it.

"Swing it around!" One of the Lost Boy's shouted.

"No, cut its head off!" Another one said.

"Just stab it in the heart," Uncle Jake said from behind the steering wheel.

He made it sound so easy. Perspiration formed on Sabrina's hairline, but she obeyed what her Uncle told her to do and lifted the sword.

"You can do it," Daphne whispered.

Sabrina slashed at the Ogre, but it bared it's surprisingly sharp teeth and hissed at her, not even flinching. Sabrina noticed that it had red pupils, reminding her of fire.

"Someone, distract him!" She instructed.

"Uh, Sabrina, you really need to know that it's a girl, and that she's very sensitive," Daphne mumbled just as Puck unfurled his wings and flew over to the Ogre to distract it.

Sabrina observed the Ogre's face, and her gaze landed on the fiends' lips. They were twisted into a sneer, but also had a tint of red. Blood red. Like...lipstick.

"Lipstick?" Sabrina said in shock, and Daphne nodded. Sabrina found it ridiculous for an ugly troll-like-brute to have make-up on, but she had other matters to think of other than a monsters greasepaint foundation.

Sabrina tried to lift the sword again, but her hands chose that time not too cooperate. With the help of Daphne, she lifted it and attempted to plunge the sword into the nasty troll's heart.

It was harder than Sabrina thought it was. The beast stayed where it was, but it quickly out-smarted every stab Sabrina and Daphne tried to make.

"Help us!" Daphne called out to Peter.

"But this is way too fun to watch!" He objected.

Meanwhile, Puck was throwing one of his grenades at the Ogre, who roared in disgust. Foam began to form in its mouth, and she wasn't the least bit hesitant to show off her sharp fangs.

In the background, humans screamed and tried to scramble away, but some were glued to their spots in fear.

Suddenly, the car stopped.

Uncle Jake quickly got out and helped Puck distract the giant beast. He got out a red amulet from one of his pockets and zapped the Ogre, but it did no good. It was like a bunch of annoying gnats for the Ogre.

Sabrina didn't know what to do. The Lost Boys were too terrified to help, and Peter was being an idiot. Her gaze then landed on her wrist, where the bracelet Puck had given her was still there. An idea formed in her mind, and she quickly flipped the spear shaped top open and shot the spit-balls at the Ogre`s face, who tried to swat them away but ended up slapping itself.

While it tried to avoid getting even more grenades thrown at him from Puck and the spitballs from Sabrina's bracelet, Sabrina quickly lifted the sword with ease and stabbed the ugly Ogre in the heart.

There was a moment of silence, and then the Ogre collapsed right onto Sabrina's lap.

Peter let out a snort as Daphne shrieked in surprise.

"Whoopee! There's a nine hundred and fifty pound ogre on my lap, how lucky of me," Sabrina grumbled sarcastically, wincing pain. Luckily, only the brute's head was on her lap. The rest of it's body was at her feet.

"Ha! I should've brought a camera with me!" Puck laughed so hard he almost bumped into a stop sign that was behind him.

"P.U, it smells," Daphne held the bridge of her nose and waved her other free hand in front of her nostrils.

"Good thinking 'brina," Uncle Jake ackknowledged as he and Puck lifted the ogre's head carefully off of Sabrina's lap.

"Can I keep it's head?" Puck asked innocently.

"Not a chance," Uncle Jake grinned. Uncle Jake borrowed Daphne's wand and made the Ogre disappear in thin air, much to Sabrina's relief.

One of the Lost Boy's peeked from behind his hands and breathed a sigh of relief. "Phew, I thought we were going to be fish stew."

Sabrina faced Peter and the Lost Boy's just as Uncle Jake got back into his drivers seat and resumed driving.

"You guys were no help at all! You all lazy couch poatoes stayed seated like a bunch of meat-ball brained sheep!" Sabrina yelled.

"And that's saying alot, 'cause she usually calls me that," Puck added with a sly grin as he got back into the car and in his seat.

"How could you call me helpless and lazy? I fought vicious Pirates in Neverland!" Peter insisted.

"I bet you were a bunch of scaredy cat's there too!" Daphne joined Sabrina, putting on her best warriar face.

"Well ex-cuse me, but I don't want to waste my magificent power on an ogre that you can take down in five seconds," Peter huffed.

"Oh yeah? You think it's that easy? Why don't you go and kill an Ogre right now in five seconds?" Sabrina said, stymied.

"Calm down kids, we're almost there," Uncle Jake called from the drivers seat. he stepped harder onto the accelerater and made a brisk left, finally halting the car before Peter could have a say in the argument.

"That was some entertainment," Puck raised a brow at Sabrina as they all piled out of the car.

"Yeah, the town is going to need an awful lot of forgetful dust," Daphne said nervously. "Not to mention that the Ogre made some major scratches and scrapes on the car. Boy, the owner is not going to be happy about that."

Sabrina opened her mouth to reply but closed it when she saw where they were.

They were standing before a beautiful cafe named Blue Moon Dish in big, fancy block letters. Naturally, the whole outside part of the structure was painted blue with glowing moons decorated all over the place.

"Wow!" Daphne exclaimed at the sight before her.

"That's the bank that the troll had been looting the money from," Uncle Jake pointed across the street, where a large bank was built.

"I didn't know that there was a cafe over here," Sabrina furrowed her brow.

"There wasn't, it just got build recently," Uncle Jake explained.

"Is there food in there?" One of the Lost Boys asked, rubbing his stomach.

"I wonder where Hank and the others are," Uncle Jake ignored the question and glanced around nervously.

"There!" Puck pointed behind Sabrina.

They all turned and saw that Henry's car was coming from the same way they had come from.

"I thought they went ahead of us first," Peter emphasized.

Sabrina's dad's car stopped behind the red convertible and out came Henry and the others.

"What happened?" Daphne asked.

"We were...Out of gas," Henry seemed embarrassed.

"Typical Hank," Uncle Jake chuckled.

"So, Is this where the princess lives?" Pinocchio interrupted, clearly impatient.

"As a matter of fact, no. She only works here, but she owns this place," Uncle Jake responded.

"Why is the car so badly damaged? I don't think i recall the car being so disturbed looking," Granny Relda eyed the red convertible in horror.

"We, uh, kind of had an encounter with an Ogre," Uncle Jake said sheepishly.

"An Ogre? Where did an Ogre come from?" Granny Relda asked.

"The street?" Puck suggested helpfully.

"It must've been one of the creatures that escaped from the Hall of Wonders and hadn't been captured yet," Sabrina gave a more reasonable explaination.

No more questions were asked as Uncle Jake led the way towads the cafe's entrance.

As they all went inside, the door let out a litte tinkling sound from a bell that was attached to the top of the door.

Inside, Sabrina saw that all the leather booth's were a dark navy blue, and the walls were painted a dark shade of azura. Behind the counter stood an exotic and beautiful looking woman. She had long, honey gold locks that went below her shoulders, and she had bright, intelligent looking violet eyes. Her skin was pale, but her cheeks seemed to have a rosy glow in them. Her uniform consisted of a big white t-shirt with a blue vest on top, a ruffly white moon printed skirt that was too girly for Sabrina's taste, and a little matching hat on her head.

"Hello, Princess," Uncle Jake grinned.

"Hello Jacob," The princess smiled a dazzling smile. "It's nice to meet you again."

"You too, Princess," Uncle Jake smiled politely.

"You can call me Amethyst," The princess said, nodding towards Sabrina and the others. "Would you like to eat anything?"

"We do! We're hungry!" Peter exclaimed, gesturing towards the Lost Boy's too.

"Um, actually, we're here for another reason," Henry cleared his throat.

"Oh?"

"We need you to tell us where Lagree lives," Sabrina stepped up, Daphne clinging to her arm tightly.

"The fairy?" Amethyst said in shock.

"Yes. You see, my little brother was kidnapped by her."


I think this is the longest chapter yet. And dont worry, Puckabrina will occur later on. ehehe...I have lots of ideas. except i dont know where to cram them all in.

so, i hope u liked it. reviews are appreciated.

And should I make more POVS from Puck?

P.S reviewers, can you give me some Puckabrina fluff moment ideas? the winner gets to have their idea in my story!