I am back for a third day in a row with another chapter just for you. At this point some of you are probably thinking that I have no life, well you're pretty much right. Also if any of you are interested I've uploaded two one chapter stories recently. One is for Romeo and Juliet (It's called She's Not Dead Romeo), the other is for Charles Dickens (That's the category but it's based on A Tale of Two Cities) and is titled A Life You Love. It would make me super happy if you would read and review those, but of course only if you want to. Thanks!
I Do Not Own Sisters Grimm
Chapter 15
The stinging at my neck was almost unbearable. I had wanted to cry out in pain when Puck had dabbed the cream on my cut. The pain was residing now, but the memories were not. The memories would haunt me for a long time to come. No one should have to go through the trauma of having a knife pressed against their throat, knowing that the wielder could and wanted to kill you at that very second. No, I wouldn't even put my worst enemy through that.
Puck had been amazing down in that basement. He thought quickly, and he used Moth's desperation against her. He had been brilliant, and had he made that stuff up or was it true. Made up or not, Puck was an excellent actor. It must come from being a character in one of Shakespeare's plays.
We had found Mustardseed sitting on the steps in front of the school staring off into the distance. He was looking in the direction of the city, longing on his face. Puck and I sat down beside him.
"How are you going to go home?" I asked looking with him.
"I have a potion," he replied.
"Well then that's good, you can go back then. Not that I don't want you here, it's just that I'm guessing you want to go back," I said hurriedly.
"I want to go back, I just don't know if they want me back."
"Of course they want you back," Puck said," You're needed to help run the kingdom."
"I was."
"What do you mean?"
"Puck, you need to go back. You need to tell Mom that you're king, and decisions should be run by you first. I'm not even her top advisor anymore. Puck, she was trying to get rid of me." Mustardseed had stood and his voice was raised, but then he turned to face us and dropped his voice to a whisper, "Puck, I had to steal that potion."
"So Mom's in another one of her moods?"
"I don't know, but I was kind of worried when she started talking about wives and brought in this fairy girl to follow her around. I don't know who she wants to get married, but as far as I'm concerned she has lost it."
"I can't just leave, Mustardseed, I have a life here," Puck said with a quick glance in my direction. He didn't mean for anyone to see it, but I did.
"I thought you would say that, and I agree. You can't just show up and expect everything to go back to normal. It's best for you to stay here and come up with a plan, then go."
"Fine, but I won't go until school gets out for the summer," was his answer.
"That's perfect. Then if she's back to normal it won't seem so sudden and suspicious, Just a friendly visit," Mustardseed said happily.
"Wait a minute," I cut in, "How long ago did your mom start acting odd?"
"A little over a month ago, why?" answered Mustardseed.
"That's when Moth escaped. Could they be connected?" I asked.
"That is a very real possibility," said Mustardseed.
"So what now? You can't go back to the city with that possibility," Puck asked.
"You could stay with us," I suggested. "The family wouldn't mind, and we have plenty of room."
"Yeah, you could room with me," added Puck while nodding his head.
"You could go to school with us if you wanted and then go back with your potion when Puck goes," I finished.
"That actually sounds like a great idea," he responded.
As we stood up and started down the steps I felt a vibrating in my pocket. "Hold on," I said accepting the call and putting my phone to my ear," Hello."
"Hello, libeling, it's me. We just got some distressing news from your friends. Do we all need to meet up to handle Moth?"
"No Granny," I replied, "It's been taken care of. We're going to head back to the house. Could you call Dad and tell them that everything is okay and to come back to the house?"
"Of course. So Moth has been captured?"
"Yes, Mustardseed has her in this jar thing."
"Okay, I'll see you at home libeling."
"Oh, Granny I almost forgot, Could Mustardseed stay at the house with us for a while?"
"I don't see why not."
"Thanks Granny, see you soon," I said as I ended the call. I returned the phone to my pocket and the three of us headed for the house.
We were the first to return home. The house was quiet and peaceful without so many people here. I started to sit down on the couch, thinking about how I could get used to this, when the rest of my family burst through the door. It took them all a while to settle down enough to have a conversation, but soon enough we were all seated in various places around the living room, Puck, Mustardseed, and I all sat facing everyone from our spot on the couch. All everyone wanted to hear about was what had happened with our group. Mustardseed did the talking, he was the best at retelling and he knew the most. The story took so long that is was supper time when he finished.
"Well, it's too late to start cooking something for dinner," Granny observed," Is there anyone who would object to having pizza delivered?" No one objected and she went to make the call. When she got back she addressed Mustardseed, "Now I understand that due to your suspicions about the happenings in Faerie you would like to stay with us until summer."
"Yes," he replied simply.
"Well you are perfectly welcome to stay here. You'll just have to share a room with Puck, and I request that your personal hygiene will be better than your brother's. You'll go to school after Christmas break, there's no point in going to school for just a few days then going on break. We'll come up with a fake name for you too so that you don't stick out so much. Does that sound reasonable to you?" she asked.
"Very reasonable Mrs. Grimm," he said.
Soon after the pizza was delivered and was devoured quickly. All was normal once again in the Grimm household. All thoughts of the possible problems in New York expelled from our minds, replaced with visions of Christmas vacation that would soon be here. Tomorrow was Monday, and the first day of break was Thursday. Soon enough I wouldn't even have school to worry about for a while, but for me the mystery of what might happen over break was just too much to bear. I shut off the light and closed my eyes, hoping not to have someone make an attempt on my life tomorrow.
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-Pageturner96
