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Dance
I stumbled to the stage and almost fell on my face. Puck caught me and staggered under my dress's weight. He looked at me strangely after he straightened.
"What the hell have you been eating?" he demanded. I was outraged. He thought I was fat!
"It's the dress, returd! I'm not fat!" I snapped at him. He cringed and gave me a rueful smile. A tall and leggy woman stepped on to the stage. She was thin but not very pretty if you ask me. But she looked graceful.
"Now. I need Puck Goodfellow on stage" she said in a thick Russian accent. Puck pulled me a long stage and the woman gasped at my appearance.
"And you are?" I asked. She accepted my challenge.
"I am Jaketerina Gregorovich. And Goodfellow will be my pupil!" the woman said. Daphne wheeled herself next to me and jabbed me with her elbow. I lowered my ear to her mouth.
"Is that even a name? I mean…Jaketerina?" asked Daphne. She giggled and Jaketerina turned straight to us and glared heavily.
"I heard that Miss…?" asked the woman. I sighed and glared at Daphne who was smiling sheepishly.
"Grimm. Daphne Grimm" Daphne said. There were a bunch of giggles since people noticed where she got the line. Jaketerina's mouth formed a thin line and the color was drained from her face.
"I am quite aware of James Bond and I don't find it funny at all" Jaketerina said in a thick Russian accent. I could only understand her because of Baba Yaga's accent.
"I'm sorry Miss Gregorovich. Excuse my sister" I said. She looked at me for the first and she suddenly shook with a shudder.
"S-sister? You are Sabrina Grimm? So this must be the Trickster King?" demanded Jaketerina. Puck grinned and bowed.
"At your sister and blood king of…well wherever I come from!" Puck said. I sighed in defeat and glared.
"Yeah great save! You're such an idiot sometimes" I said. Puck rolled his eyes and stuck his tongue out at me. I turned back to Jaketerina who was standing there…amused. That was the only way to describe it.
"Well…Mother did say he was a bit of an idiot" I heard her murmur. I looked at her with a raised eyebrow. I leaned in and stood next to her. I looked at her full in the eyes.
"Everafter. That's what you are. And a witch at that. Don't think I haven't figured it out. Daphne is one anyway" I whispered, quietly. She jumped as she heard me. I sidled away from her.
"Well…Puck and the rest of the dancers need to get into costume. Glinda and Boq must be in costume as well. Along with other characters. Who is the costumer?" asked Jaketerina, in an authoritative voice. Kathleen ran out with her iPhone in hand. She was jotting on it quickly, as if she were drawing.
"OK. Puck, I just finished designing your last outfit and your outfit for this scene is available. Arthur, your costume needs to be finished being fitted. Let's go people. I'm designing single handedly. I need you to cooperate. The rest of the costumes are in the back" Kathleen said. She grabbed Puck's arm. She tugged him along and he looked at me, confused.
"Go with the flow" Daphne called. He shrugged and followed Kathleen. Jaketerina looked after him, curiously. I crossed over to Daphne.
"She's an Everafter child. She has a Russian accent and I smell witch blood in her. Just like the blood I used to change you into a witch. Baba Yaga's child. Make sure that wand is kept safe" I warned Daphne quietly. Fern seemed to hear and she looked at me confused. She smoothed out her cream colored suit.
"Are you…you're right. She's Baba Yaga's daughter. She snacking on a chicken bone" Daphne whispered. I turned to look and saw Jaketerina chewing on a chicken bone, absentmindedly. I flinched and sighed.
"I still haven't forgotten being turned into a frog and almost becoming a meal. I refuse to ever go to her for help…again" I murmured. As soon as I finished Puck and Arthur came out.
"I look ridiculous" Arthur complained. Daphne giggled and he smiled at her. I could see a slight tinge of pink on her cheeks. She's acting like a giggly airhead! Where's the powerful witch that I know? His costume was blue and white striped suit, a red cap, a green dress shirt, and red tie.
"At least you don't have to wear tight pants" Puck snapped. He was wearing tan breeches, a short sleeved white dress shirt that showed off his biceps nicely. And over the shirt he wore a white vest. He looked pretty hot though I'd never say it to his face.
"Don't complain. I'm wearing a 30 pound dress!" I snapped to hide my true feelings. He was very good looking…he saw me watching him and smirked.
"Like what you see?" he asked. I hissed at him and bit my lip, trying to keep the words from slipping between my teeth.
"Imperio. Cado" I whispered. He was suddenly under my control. Jaketerina look at me in wonder. Fern stared as well and Puck stood rigid and he fell over.
"What just happened?" asked Ms. Gravel. I looked at Puck and shook my head slowly. I let out a quiet note and he laid there, mesmerized.
"Nothing. He's just under her spell" Daphne said. It seemed that Fern and Jaketerina got the double meaning and I looked at Puck.
"Solvo" I whispered. He was instantly freed from my Jurisdiction and he stood up and glared at me.
"So let's begin. Now first Puck puts a hand on Arthur's shoulder as if he's showing him something" Jaketerina said. Puck did as he was told and then Fern giggled. They better do this right. As Puck began to sing he finished singing to Arthur. He began to sing to Fern who giggled.
"You know…Russian dancer lady, I know how to dance. I've seen the musical before. This is my favorite number" Puck said. I looked at him in shock and Daphne's mirrored my face.
"You're cultured?" I asked, genuinely shocked. He cast me a mockingly withering look. I guess that didn't change with us dating. He was still annoying.
"I did visit New York a few years back when I was about 14. Mother dragged me along with Mustardseed" he said. He began to sing while dancing. It was attractive and sometimes…weird. He stopped when it was time for Daphne and I to speak and I looked at Kathleen.
"Well…you'll have to stop now. It's time to sing a song that you already are" Kathleen said. Delilah stood to the side and people were bringing out two beds, one with pink floral bed coverings and the other with plain sheets and a big stand with high heels.
"I'm going to regret this…I need to go change" I sighed.