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Puck sat down and leaned back on his chair so he was balancing on two legs. He thought for a moment. "See, girls... Everafters are fairytale characters and creatures, come to life."

Sabrina nodded. "The works of the Brothers Grimm, Hans Christian Anderson..."

"Shakespeare," Puck muttered.

"Shakespeare, Aesop, Lewis Carroll" his wife continued as if he hadn't interjected. "All of the stories in those works are real. They happened. The characters exist."

"So what you're saying is that we're not normal people? That we're fairy tales?" Allison asked her parents skeptically.

Sabrina nodded, biting her lip.

"Then which ones are we?" Emma asked impatiently.

"You believe them?" Allison snapped, her face sour. Her sister stuck out her tongue.

"I would've thought you all would remember by now," Puck announced haughtily. I am-"

"-the Trickster King," his family groaned. "We know."

"Grow up, Dad," Allison added annoyedly.

Puck looked offended and raised an eyebrow to Sabrina. "I thought I did..."

Emma gasped, excitement filling her face as she looked from Allison to Puck. "Wait... If we're fairy tale creatures... are we related to Tinkerbell?"

"What?! No!" Puck yelled.

"Then what about..." Emma looked as if she was about to burst from joy as she looked at her father. "Dad, are you Peter-"

"No!" Sabrina cried out before she could finish.

But it was too late. Puck's expression darkened dramatically and he flushed an angry red. "I AM NOT PETER PAN!" he bellowed. "Don't you DARE mention that twit's name in my household ever again! EVER!"

"He's very sensitive about that," Sabrina whispered to her daughters.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang downstairs, interrupting Puck's rant.

"I'll get it," grumbled Allison.

"Allie, honey, maybe it s best if you stay up here for now," Sabrina said warily, eyeing her wings. "Emma, dear, could you answer that?"

Emma stuck her tongue out at her older sister and dashed away; Allison growled.

"I never thought this would happen," Sabrina whispered to Puck. "I thought they were born as human Everafters!"

He shook his head disbelievingly. "So did I!" He glanced at Allison, who was pouting in a corner, wings fully extended, and chuckled. "You know, I think it s time for us to return to Ferryport Landing."

"Our visit is long overdue," Sabrina sighed. "But the girls have to go to school in a few days."

"Jake told me that they just finished reconstructing the school. Snow is back teaching again."

Sabrina smiled. "Maybe." In fact, she thought, it would be amazing if they could live in Ferryport Landing with Red and Canis. But if the girls reacted to the town the same way that Sabrina did... Well, that would be a whole diffent story. She would have to wait until they got used to the idea of Everafters before they would go.

"Mom? Dad?" Emma yelled as she climbed back up the stairs. "It was just the mailman! Here, there's a letter for you."

It was a yellow envelope made of a thick paper, Mr. & Mrs. Goodfellow inked on the front in fancy cursive. Sabrina tore the envelope open without hesitation, read it, and then wordlessly passed it to Puck. He read it, looking worried.

"What? What is it?" Allison peered over her father s shoulder in an attempt to catch a glimpse of the letter s contents.

He pocketed it. "Girls, pack your bags," he said shakily. "We're going on a trip."

The family erupted into protests.

"I can't go on a trip now!" Allison pleaded. "Especially not now!"

"Daaaaad, we can't leave! I get my yellow belt tomorrow in karate!" Emma complained.

"Puck, are you really sure this is necessary?" demanded Sabrina.

"ENOUGH!" roared Puck. "Everyone needs to calm down!"

The room quieted at once.

Puck let out a frustrated sigh. "Allison, I'll help you with your wings in a minute. Emma, I'm sorry, but this trip cannot wait. Your mother can give you lessons while we're traveling. Now you two go upstairs and pack."

The sisters didn't look very happy, but obeyed their father and went to the attic to get their bags.

He turned to Sabrina. "They're starting to get desperate, 'Brina," said Puck, referring to the letter. "But what they want, we don't have. We can't stay here any longer now that they know where we live. We have to take their threats seriously."

"But Puck! Canis isn't expecting us and neither is Red! We can't just show up unexpectedly- Canis already has enough to handle at the moment. Besides, it's rude, even for you."

Puck put a hand on his chest. "Rude? Me?" he laughed.

She gave him a look and folded her arms. "We can't just burst in on them without at least giving them a heads up."

"I know, which is why we're going to stay with family for a bit before we visit Ferryport."

Sabrina was confused. Basil was currently backpacking in Europe, and Daphne was living in California with her family. Both were definitely out of the question. So what did Puck mean?

He gave her a grin that usually meant he wasn't up to any good, and added, "That is, my family."