Sabrina Grimm, you are one attractive mofo when you're putting on your makeup!
"Pffffft," Sabrina laughed, leaning in closer to the bathroom mirror. She pulled her lower eyelid down with her pinky finger and rubbed kohl liner on her waterline. She put the pencil down and blinked her eyes a couple times, admiring her reflection. She smiled. Then crinkled up her nose. Gave a goofy over the top grin, then scrunched her face up.
She let out a long defeated sigh. "Not the best makeuping job you've ever done," she zipped up her makeup bag and shoved it to the side, taking one last glance at herself in the mirror. "But it'll do."
She grabbed her phone off the counter and walked into the hallway. This was the day. The day she was going to see her Uncle for the first time in three years. She buzzed with excitement. She wondered if he had aged any since she last saw him. If he had broken his nose anymore, or if he had collected anymore magical items that she couldn't touch, but her eleven-year-old sister Daphne, would surely be playing with in no time.
A smile crept up onto her face as she bounded down the stairs to the living room.
"Good morning!" She announced, flopping onto on the big couches and throwing her head back onto a cushion.
"Brina!" Daphne ran in from the kitchen and jumped on her sister. "Today's the day!"
"I know, I can't wait to see Uncle Jake," she sat upright and pulled a book out from underneath her, throwing it onto the floor along with a dozen others.
"And a certain fairy boy named Puuuuuuuck?" Daphne sang, resting her hands on her face and gazing up at Sabrina, fluttering her eyelashes and making kissy faces.
"Ew, gross, no!" Sabrina crossed her arms and slammed her feet down heavily on the coffee table. "Definitely not. He just happens to be part of the Jacob Grimm package."
"Yeah sure. Brina, please, don't act like you aren't excited to see him. I know I am. I've missed that stinky fairy," Daphne laughed full heartedly and jumped into the seat next to her sister, resting her hands on her stomach. "Do you think he's still twelve?"
Puck was always one to brag about how he could grow old whenever he wanted and that he definitely wasn't going to. That was until the Sisters came along, suddenly the immature eleven-year-old was an immature twelve-year-old, just getting into puberty. Sabrina remembered how she made sure to make fun of him whenever his voice cracked, or when he had to buy new pants because his old ones were too short.
It was hard to imagine Puck being a teenager. Sixteen. In her mind he hadn't aged a day since he left with Uncle Jake three years ago to travel the world.
Puck. A teenager. A teenage boy. It was unreal.
"Dad's been acting weird all morning," Daphne chuckled, scratching her chin. "It's really annoying."
Sabrina let out a low grunt. Ever since her father, Henry, had found about her and Puck being married in their future, he had acted so weird around her and the boy. "Let him be weird. There's nothing going on and there never was."
Daphne turned towards her sister and gave her a sly grin. "Except when you KISSED him! Something definitely was going on then!" Daphne laughed so hard she snorted.
"Yeah yeah, whatever. It's not like I haven't kissed anyone else since then," Sabrina rolled her eyes.
"Girls! Breakfast is ready!" Their mother Veronica poked her head from around the corner and smiled at them. Daphne jumped up and rushed towards the dining room yelling, "Food!" The family dog, Elvis, barked happily from a big recliner in the corner of the living room.
Sabrina laughed and pulled herself up from the couch. In the dining room her father sat, reading the newspaper and drinking a cup of coffee. Canis, an old family friend sat next to his adoptive daughter Red. They appeared to be in deep conversation. The girl's five-year-old brother Basil, talked excitedly to no one in particular. Daphne banged a fork and a knife on the table, chanting about how hungry she was. Sabrina's Granny Relda laughed at Daphne's antics as she set a large platter of sausage links, waffles, and fruit on the table. Veronica followed behind with plates and cups.
"Liebling!" Relda exclaimed, rushing around the table and planting a wet kiss on Sabrina's forehead. "Good morning!" The old woman was wearing one of her usually outfits, a skyblue dress and a matching blue sunhat with a sunflower appliqué. Her red-streaked-grey hair was pulled back but little strands of it poked out around her warm, sunny face.
Sabrina smiled and pulled a seat out beside her father. Elvis rushed into the room beside Daphne as Sabrina sat down.
"Everyone, help yourself!" Relda beamed at her family and seated herself.
Daphne greedily filled her plate up with three waffles, four sausage links, three pieces of watermelon, and three pieces of cantaloupe.
"No honeydew?" Veronica asked her daughter. Daphne shook her head as she proceeded to pour herself a glass of orange juice.
Everyone ate, and talked and laughed and it was nice. Sabrina couldn't remember the last time they all had a family breakfast like this. She smiled and took a bite of waffle, which was to her surprise normal and delicious. She took two more big bites.
"So," Daphne wiped the syrup from her mouth with her sleeve and asked her grandmother. "When's the Jakeroni and Puckerdoodle arriving?"
"Daphne, don't eat with your mouth full," Veronica lectured. The little girl frowned but swallowed her food.
"Oh, they should be here soon I suppose. Jake didn't really specify when-" Relda was interrupted by the doorbell ringing. Daphne's eyes lit up and she jumped out of her seat.
"They're here!" She squealed, spraying orange juice all over the table. Daphne bolted to answer the door. Everyone laughed as they got up from their seats.
Sabrina followed her sister into the living room. Daphne flung the door open and wrapped her arms around the tall figure in the doorway. Sabrina didn't recognize him until he exclaimed, "Marshmallow!"
Puck!?
Sure enough, it was the fairy boy. But much, much taller. His usual matted hair was now clean and glistening blonde, his bangs swept slightly to the left. He was wearing blue jeans that actually were clean, a black baseball Tee with a very familiar looking green hoodie. Sunglasses covered his eyes, but Sabrina imagined them being still glittery, sky blue.
Sabrina slinked towards her sister and Puck, who were embracing tightly and giggling like idiots. Sabrina's mouth was wide open, she couldn't believe that this man was once the boy who covered her head to toe in Pegasus poop, transformed into a walrus right before here eyes, and followed her around as a stinky, slimy eggplant.
He looked up and flashed her his trademarked mischievous grin. "Hello Grimm," he laughed.
"Puck! You're so…so…" Sabrina stammered.
"So gorgeous? Yes I know," he licked his lips and brushed his hair back with his hand. "Trust me Sabrina, you don't have to tell me what is clearly obviously. I have struck awe into the eyes of girls from all around the world, some men even. I am kryptonite to mere humans like yourself!"
Suddenly he didn't seem so attractive. He was still the obnoxious, narcissistic ass he was three years ago. Sabrina glared at him and he just laughed. "Only kidding… kind of."
"Where's Jake?" Sabrina barked. Puck had finally pried Daphne away from her powerful hug and gestured to a yellow taxi outside the house.
"Getting our stuff," he replied.
"And you didn't help him?" Sabrina felt her anger rising in her stomach.
"I pulled my shoulder the other day," he staggered towards her and punched Sabrina's arm. "I offered to help, but he insisted. Where are the others?"
"Puck!" Granny gasped, grabbing the teenager and hugging him tightly. "Look how much you've grown! My goodness, you're practically a man!" A tear escaped her eye as Puck struggled to take a breath.
"Yes, yes, I know! Surprising, hey?" He chuckled, wriggling free from another death hug.
"Why the sunglasses?" She asked suspiciously, raising an eyebrow at him.
"Oh, heheheh…" he pulled his collar away from his neck. "N-no reason!"
"Hmm…" she said, grabbing the hinges of his sunglasses and pulling them off his face, revealing a fresh black eye. "Oh, liebling, what have you gotten yourself into this time?" She gingerly touched the puffy skin around his right eye.
"He and Mustardseed got into a tussle just before we left," another familiar voice laughed from the doorway.
"Uncle Jake!" The girls cried in unison and darted towards their uncle, locking him in a three way hug.
"My girls!" He cried. Suddenly everyone in the house was crowding around, exchanging hugs and hellos, even Elvis barked a couple times, making sure he wasn't excluded from the family reunion.
"I've been away from my boys for far too long!" Relda said excitedly. She grabbed both Jake and Puck in a headlock and kissed their foreheads repeatedly, leaving behind red lipstick marks.
"What have you guys been up to?" Veronica asked her brother-in-law as she set down squirming Basil. He ran over to Puck and wrapped his small body around Puck's legs.
"Puckman!" Basil giggled.
"Kiddo!" Puck said, dragging Basil around the living room.
"Ooh! Story time," Daphne clapped her hands and jumped onto the recliner. Elvis followed and hopped up onto the girl's lap. An audible "Oof!" escaped her mouth from the impact.
"Yes! I want to hear everything!" Relda clapped her hands and found herself a spot on the big couch. Everyone hurried to get a good seat to listen to Puck and Jake's stories. Sabrina ended up having to sit on an ottoman in front of her sister.
"Where to begin?" Puck sat cross legged on the floor and plopped Basil down on his lap.
"Germany!" Jake piped up. "Going to Germany was amazing. We saw your childhood house, Mom."
Relda's eyes lit up and she smiled at her son.
"We went to the 'Fairytale Road' in Hanau, which was incredibly cheesy. I mean, they had the Sleeping Beauty castle, Sababurg, with rose bushes planted everywhere, how pathetic is th-?" Puck noticed Jake look down at floor, sorrow in his eyes. "I have to stop putting my foot in my mouth…"
"No, no. It's okay," Jake gave a forced smile, but everyone knew he was still upset over Briar Rose's death.
"Oh, Jacob," Relda put her arm around her son's shoulders and gave a reassuring squeeze.
Jake took a sharp breathe in and lightened his expression. "So, what's new around here? I hear Charming was re-elected to be mayor."
"Mom, I still think you should've taken Charming's place," Henry huffed. "He's caused this town nothing but trouble."
"Oh hush! Most of that destruction was caused by us!" Relda chuckled. "William Charming has proved himself to be quite dependable, considering all that has happened. I couldn't think of anyone better for the job."
Henry grumbled and crossed his arms- a spitting image of his eldest daughter.
"But… I'd be lying if I said I no influence on his decisions for the new and improved FerryPort Landing," the old woman said with a wink.
"Thank God! This town needed some major upgrades," Veronica commented. "It was feeling so gloomy with all the closed shops."
"FerryPort Landing was the centre of an Everafter War," pointed out Canis, sitting across the room.
"Speaking of Everafters, how many moved back? We talked to a few who were considering it," Jake added, repositioning himself.
Relda sighed. "Quite a few," she began. "After they realized how hard it was to start a new life with no identity. It's sad, really… their first taste of freedom."
"A few tired to contact me to help them and I tried, but it's hard work creating a new background for someone. A long, long process. A lot of them just gave up and decided to stay where they knew they didn't have to worry about being found out," Veronica continued. "At least they aren't trapped anymore."
"Are they?" Henry said, looking down at his feet.
Daphne broke the somber silence that had filled the room. "Well this family reunion took a turn for the worst…"
"You're right," Granny Relda chirped. "We shouldn't be wallowing, this should be a happy occasion!" She cupped Jake's face in her hand. "My boys are here finally. We're all together, as is meant to be."
"Jake, do you want some coffee?" Veronica offered, getting up from her seat.
"I'd love some," Jake smiled. The adults stood up and made their way to the kitchen.
"Girls, how about you take Puck and show him around the town?" Relda suggested.
"Me too?" Red whispered, pulling her shirt up towards her freckled face.
"Oh course!" Relda grinned.
"Me three?" Basil jumped up from Puck's lap and ran towards the old woman.
"No honey," she tussled his red hair. "But we can do one of your jigsaw puzzles while they're gone."
"Okay!" Basil exclaimed, bolting up the stairs towards his bedroom.
Granny made her way into the kitchen to join others. Sabrina stood up from the ottoman and glared at Puck. He caught her gaze and stuck his tongue out at her.
"Aww, just like old times, huh?" Daphne wrapped her arms around Puck's waist once more.
"Should we bring Elvis?" Sabrina huffed, crossing her arms across her chest.
Daphne knelt down and patted her knees. "Wanna go for a walk, Elvis?" The big dog barked excitedly and bolted towards the little girl, knocking her to the ground and covering her in sloppy kisses. "I think that's a yes!" She laughed as Elvis gave her face a lick.
If it wasn't raining in FerryPort Landing, it was drizzling. If it wasn't drizzling, on that very rare occasion, the sun shone like gold through a clear, milky blue sky. Sabrina was thrilled to find it was that rare day. The air was crisp and chilly, but it was sunny. She could hear the seagulls from the marina squawking in the distance. Squirrels and chipmunks chirped to each other off in the woods and toads hopped along the new, asphalt roads.
"Elvis, heel!" Daphne yelled at the big dog, who seemed to be walking her instead of the other way around. Elvis whimpered and lowered his head, slowing pace.
"Still as obedient as ever, I see," Puck chuckled.
Daphne stuck her tongue out at the fairy boy. "You! Shush! Elvis is a great dog, the best!" She scratched the great dane's back.
"I never said he wasn't," Puck smirked, brushing his hair back.
"Good!" Daphne laughed.
The foursome walked along the road. Houses on either side were in the early stages of development. When Charming announced he was going to develop the rest of the town, Sabrina had mixed feelings. She was excited about having more stuff to do, more places to go within the small city, but she couldn't help but feel like FerryPort Landing would lose its sleepy town persona. The very thing that turned her off when she first saw FerryPort Landing through that small, train window.
"Okay, so this the elementary…" Sabrina stopped the group in front of a large one storey, red brick building. The words M. SEVEN'S ELEMENTARY in big bronze lettering hung above the entrance. Flowers had been planted around the school and a plaque commemorating Mayor Charming's late personal assistant stood in front of a small garden off to the side.
"Billy had the elementary and high school built in his honour," Daphne said gazing at the school.
"What's the 'M' stand for," Puck asked.
"Mister," Daphne answered, petting the top of Elvis's head. "This is where me and Red go." Red nodded shyly.
Puck turned Daphne and smiled. "Got any boyfriends, Marshmallow? I assume you have all the boys drooling at your feet."
"Oh yeah! The just can't resist this hunk of burning love!" Daphne put her hand behind her head and stuck out her stomach. She opened her mouth slightly, letting out a string of drool run down her chin.
Puck grabbed his sides and doubled over laughing. "Look at that! You're a spitting image of your sister!"
"C'mon, we'll walk to the high school, " Sabrina scoffed, flipping her hair over her shoulder.
They group started on their way again, when Sabrina asked, "Jake said you got into a fight with Mustardseed?" She turned her attention to Puck.
The boy sighed. "Yeah, a couple of days ago. It wasn't anything really, just some sibling rivalry. You know all about that, though," he grumbled.
"Yes, I do, but Daphne never gave me a black eye," Sabrina commented, brushing an aphid off her arm.
"Trust me, Brina, there are times I wanted to. You can be such a snot sometimes," Daphne giggled. Elvis barked in agreement.
"See? All's well that ends with a black eye," he chuckled, rolling up his shirt sleeves.
"Who threw the first punch? Daphne asked.
"He uhh…" Puck trailed off, looking sheepishly into the distance. "He did. But I assure you I got some nice hits in there, too!"
"Hm," piped up little Red. "From what I've heard of your brother, he doesn't seem like the fighting type."
"He's not, usually. Just seeing how far I could push him," Puck said. "Pretty far apparently. Four-thousand-years and then some, which is a record. Usually people want to spill my guts after five minutes.
Sabrina smirked at him. "Oh, I'm a prime example. The second I saw you I knew I wanted to kill you!"
"Ah ha! There you go!" Puck smiled. "When people meet me for the first time, it goes one of two ways; they either want me dead or in their bed."
"Ewww, Puck!" Daphne cried. "You've never actually…?"
"Oh God, no! That's disgusting," He raised an eyebrow. "To be honest, I'm waiting for that special person who I can have a burping contest with. And then, you know, maybe…"
"No! No, eww!" Daphne stuck her fingers in her ears. "LA LA LA LA! Puck, teenagedom has totally screwed with your head!" Puck laughed.
Sabrina felt her face become hot from the sudden change in conversation. She shook the image of a naked, burping Puck out of her head and cleared her throat.
"This is the high school. We'll be going here next week," Sabrina affirmed, glaring at the two storey building. A couple cars were parked in the parking lot. She assumed they belonged to staff members.
"Wait, wait, wait, hold on! WE?" Puck jumped in front of Sabrina and slammed his hands down on her shoulders, leaning in close and looking her dead in the eye. "Whose we?"
"Granny and everyone agreed that since you'll be staying here for a while that you should be attending school. Didn't Uncle Jake tell you? He's the one who suggested it," Sabrina said slightly amused.
"No! Goddammit, Jake! He never tells me anything!" Puck picked up a rock off the ground and pitched it down the road. The sound of it hitting the asphalt echoed back at them.
"What's the big deal?" Daphne shrugged. "It's not like it's the end of the world."
"Yeah, it could be worse," Red squeaked. She pulled her red hood over her head and and pulled the strings, tightening it around her face.
"You seem to be forgetting that my first and last experience of school. We were chased by zombie rabbits, encased in spider web cocoons, and nearly blown up!" Puck listed the reasons off his fingers. "And then I had to save Sabrina's sorry ass from the jabberwocky and that crazy-!"
Red whimpered and hid her face behind her hands. Daphne rushed towards the girl and put her arms around her, glaring at Puck. "Really? Nice going."
Puck threw his arms up in defeat. "I give up! I'm just always gonna be the guy who has to go and ruin everyone's day!"
"I thought that was what you lived for?" Sabrina commented, eyeing the fairy boy closely as he paced back and forth across the school's lawn.
"Just forget it. Let's go," Puck spun around on his heels and walked back down the road towards the Grimm house.
Sabrina, Daphne, and Red walked in silence down the road, Puck a couple feet in front of them. His shoulders were hunched over and he had pulled his jacket hood over his head. Every couple of steps he would kick a rock a rock off to the side.
Daphne leaned in towards her sister and whispered, "He sure is moody."
Sabrina scowled. "When is he not? He's just such a joy to be around," Sabrina flicked her head towards Red who kept pulling at her curly, copper hair. "You okay?"
Red looked up and nodded, "Yeah. It's just… still unsettling to hear about the stuff I did." A murder of crows cawed in the distance and she shot her attention towards the the ground again.
"It's okay, Red," Daphne put a hand on her back. "That wasn't you who did those things."
Red gave her a hopeful smile but she quickly dropped it. Suddenly, Puck stopped dead in his tracks, listening towards the woods.
Sabrina caught up to him and noticed that his eyes were closed, like he was in deep concentration. "What? What is it?"
"Shhh," Puck held his finger to his lips and looked up towards the sky. Except for a few birds and the wind, Sabrina couldn't hear anything peculiar.
"What's happening? Are we being followed?" Daphne held Elvis's leash tighter in he hand. The big dog took a couple deep sniffs and whimpered, cowering beside Daphne.
"We have to get back to the house," Puck barked, zipping up his hoodie and rolling his sleeves back down.
"Puck, you're scaring me! What's going on?" Sabrina pleaded, looking around their surroundings frantically. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary and that's what made her the most uncomfortable.
"There's going to be a storm," he said turning back to the girls. "A big one."
"What are you talking about? The skies are crystal cl-" Sabrina words were interrupted by a booming sound that filled the air. The sky turned a muddy grey-green colour and the air smelt like earth and rain. Elvis let out one last sharp whine and pulled at his leash, desperately trying to get Daphne to move.
The first raindrop hit Sabrina right on the top of her head. The water dripped down her scalp, making her itchy. All of the sudden it started to pour down on the kids.
Red let out a cry and raised her arms above her head. Elvis ran circles around Daphne, entangling her in his leash. A bright flash of lightning bounced across the sky, followed closely by a another loud crack of thunder. Elvis barked and jolted down the road, dragging Daphne behind him. Daphne yelped as Sabrina dashed to free her sister. She had finally caught up to the little girl and quickly unhooked Elvis's leash from his collar. The big dog dash down the road into the rain.
"What about Elvis?" Daphne cried. Sabrina reached down to help her sister up. Her whole body was soaking wet and her clothes sticky against her skin.
"He'll be fine, he knows his way back!" Sabrina shouted. "We just have to get out of this!" Sabrina turned to Puck and he nodded.
"Let's go!" He yelled and they all jolted down the road. Sabrina could barely see five feet in front of her, the rain was coming down too heavily. She marvelled at the fact that it had been such a nice, sunny day only 20 minutes ago and the fact that Puck had sensed the storm coming even before Elvis.
Puck ran in front, stopping every other minute to make sure everyone had kept up. "Are we all still herAH!" Puck lurched back and hit hard on the ground. A large buck had dashed across the road in front of them and into the woods. A flock of unlucky birds squawked over head of the children. Water had filled up in the ditches and spilled over on the road.
Daphne and Sabrina helped the fairy boy up and onto his feet.
"Are you okay?" Daphne spit out water from her mouth and wiped her face with her soaking sleeve.
"Don't worry about me," Puck shouted rubbing his backside from the fall. "Just keep going!"
It had taken 14 minutes for the foursome to walk from the Grimm house to the schools, and half an hour to get back. When the little house finally came within their view Sabrina let out a happy cry and ran towards it, making sure Daphne, Puck, and Red were following close behind.
Sabrina's foot caught a rock and she flung herself forward, smearing mud all over her face. She pushed herself up and shouted back to the others to hurry. She rushed up patio stairs and slipped on the slick wooden deck. She reached for the doorknob and found that it was open. She pushed the door open and collapsed on the floor, panting heavily. Daphne was the first to stumble into the house, followed by Red, and then Puck who slammed the door behind himself. He leaned against the wall and slowly slid down onto the floor, pulling his shoe off and throwing it down beside him.
They were all soaking wet. Little pools of water began to form underneath them. Sabrina leaned forward and wrung her hair out. She looked around and noticed that all the lights were off. Only a couple of candles in living room illuminated the doorway.
"Great, the power's out," Sabrina grumbled as she peeled off her drenched hoodie.
"You're back!" Veronica darted into the doorway. A look of relief flushed over her face as she leaned against the archway. "We were so worried!"
Granny Relda poked her head from around the corner and gasper. "My goodness! You're all soaked!" She walked towards them carrying a large LED flashlight. She shined it on Sabrina's face and chuckled. "Liebling! You're absolutely covered in mud!" She handed Sabrina the flashlight and told her to take a shower. Sabrina pushed herself to her feet and took the flashlight from her grandmother's hands. Her socks made a gross sloshing noise as she marched up the stairs towards the bathroom. Behind her she could hear her grandmother telling the others to change out of their wet clothes.
Sabrina curled up the couch and read a book by candlelight. The sound of thunder still cracked outside and the wind rushed violently against the house.
A chill went up her spine as a the house shook from another crack of thunder. She pulled a blanket off the back of the couch and draped it over herself, pulling the corner close around her neck. Elvis whimpered from the other side of the room, cowering under his own blanket.
She let out a long sigh and reached towards her phone on the side table behind her. It was only 9 o'clock, way too early to go to bed, but she had ran out of things to do. Daphne and Red had played with Basil and his jigsaw puzzles over a thousands times before they both went to bed. Sabrina suspected Puck was lounging around in his bedroom and the adults were in the dining room, playing cards and drinking wine.
Sabrina rested her head on the arm of the couch and glanced around the living room. A picture of Sabrina and her sister rested on the coffee table. It was taken on their first christmas with their Grandmother, after the had went to New York to save Puck. Sabrina recalled that morning clearly. She was tired and beaten, assuming that everyone had forgotten that it was Christmas. She walked down the stairs and into the living room to discover neatly wrapped presents under the sparkling Christmas tree. Tears welled her eyes as she darted into the kitchen and wrapping her arms around her grandmother.
"You remembered," she whispered burying her face into the old woman's neck. She hugged Sabrina back and spoke gently, "I never forgot. My first Christmas with my granddaughters, my angels, I wouldn't have missed it for the world," she pulled Sabrina away and cupped her face in her hands, wiping a tear off Sabrina's face with her thumb. "Go wake your sister and Puck, we'll eat breakfast and open presents!"
Sabrina felt goosebumps rise up onto her skin as she remembered the fond memory. She smiled at the two young girls beaming in the picture. She thought she looked so young in the photo. So different. Daphne still had that every present, sunny smile, but their was something about Sabrina's face that she didn't recognize about herself. She figured everyone felt that way looking at an old photo of themselves, like listening to yourself on tape.
A yawn escaped her lips as she reached her arms above her head and stretched. She pulled blanket off herself and swung her legs off the couch. She grabbed her cellphone and book and went into the dining room.
"I think I'm gonna go to bed, 'night guys," Sabrina kissed her Granny and her mother on the cheek, hugged her father and Uncle and wished Canis a good night. She shuffled out of the room and up the stairs, the scent of wine escaping her nose.
She carefully closed her bedroom door behind herself and jumped onto her bed, pulling the covers close to her face and wriggly down into the soft mattress. She remembered when she had to share a bedroom with her sister, but when Boarman and Swineheart helped rebuild the Grimm house after it was destroyed by Pinocchio, Relda order that everyone have their own bedroom and two more bathrooms were built as well. Sabrina was grateful, it was nice to have her own space, but at times she missed talking to her sister before she went to sleep, or the warmth of her little body.
Sabrina's eyes fluttered and she felt her head become heavy. She fell asleep in 5 minutes flat.