AN~ Spellcheck has been added!
Back in the kitchen, Granny said, "Time for the chore list."
"What chore list?" Baba Yaga asked, entering the room as if summoned.
"Just in time, Old Mother." Granny said, pointing to Mustardseed's vacated chair. "Have a seat."
"What are you talking about?" Veronica asked as Baba Yaga sat down.
Granny pointed to a large chart on the dining room wall. "That." She said.
Sabrina, Daphne, and Henry all got up for better looks. The chart was as follows:
R Bedroom: Relda
V & H Bedroom: Veronica
S & D Bedroom: Daphne
B & R Bedroom: Bella
J Bedroom: Jake
Bathroom: Sabrina
Living Room: Henry
Kitchen: Puck
Dining Room: Red
Hall & Stairwell: Baba Yaga
"There's another chart on the opposite side of the room." Granny said. "This is the cleaning chart, the other is the meal chart, and there's a third chart on the wall behind you that will show the laundry duty.
Sabrina looked at the laundry chart first. It seemed safer. It read:
Monday
Sabrina: Darks
Daphne: Brights
Tuesday
Bella: Lights
Red: Darks
Wednesday
Veronica: Brights
Baba Yaga: Lights
Thursday
Relda: Darks
Puck: Brights
Friday
Henry: Lights
Jake: Darks
Finally, Sabrina made her way over to the cooking chart, which was the biggest of them all, and the one that frighterned her the most, because she couldn't cook. It looked like so:
Monday
Breakfast and Lunch:
Cook Set Clear Wash Dry
Jake BY Red Bella Relda
Dinner:
Cook Set Clear Wash Dry
Henry Daph Ron Brina Puck
Tuesday
Breakfast:
Cook Set Clear Wash Dry
Henry Daph Ron Brina Puck
Lunch and Dinner:
Cook Set Clear Wash Dry
BY Red Bella Relda Jake
Wednesday
Breakfast and Lunch:
Cook Set Clear Wash Dry
Daph Ron Brina Puck Henry
Dinner:
Cook Set Clear Wash Dry
Red Bella Relda Jake BY
Thurdsay
Breakfast:
Cook Set Clear Wash Dry
Red Bella Relda Jake BY
Lunch and Dinner:
Cook Set Clear Wash Dry
Ron Brina Puck Henry Daph
Friday
Breakfast and Lunch:
Cook Set Clear Wash Dry
Bella Relda Jake BY Red
Dinner:
Cook Set Clear Wash Dry
Brina Puck Henry Daph Ron
Saturday
Breakfast:
Cook Set Clear Wash Dry
Brina Puck Henry Daph Ron
Lunch and Dinner:
Cook Set Clear Wash Dry
Relda Jake BY Red Bella
Sunday
Breakfast and Lunch:
Cook Set Clear Wash Dry
Puck Henry Daph Ron Brina
Dinner:
All
Self-done
"Any questions?" Granny asked, once everyone had finished examining the charts and had returned to their seats. "Wait, actually. Let me explain, then you can ask question. We'll start with the Room Cleaning Chart. You can clean your rooms whenever you want, but the room you have may change weekly, especiallly for those of you who share bedrooms. Now, the Laundry Chart, you will each do your laundry on the same day every week, unless you have something very important to do that will keep you from starting a load in the morning and folding it at night. The load you are in charge of will change, though. Please try not to grab the wrong load. The meal chart will stay the same. If your name is under cook, you will be in charge of preparing that meal. If you want to order out for pizza or buy doughnuts, that's fine with me, but it will be your money you pay for it with. Sunday dinner will be leftover night. You are also free to arrange to trade your work with someone else for something, but if your chore is not done, then there will be consequences. Now you can ask questions."
"Why do I have to clean a room?" Puck asked.
"Because you helped make them messy." Granny said. "Next question."
"I don't see why I was included on these lists." Baba Yaga said. "I don't normally eat with you, nor do I spend much time in your house proper."
"I would like it if you became a proper member of the family." Granny said. "But, aside from that, we are offering you shelter, and if it were not for the good will of the people in this room right now, there is a strong chance you would be dead. A show of appreciation would be nice, because I am no longer going to let people take advantage of my generosity. You will work for your place here, or you will leave. This goes for anyone who wishes to stay here."
Elvis, situated under the table, whined.
"Not you, Elvis." Granny said. "Now, are we all in agreement?"
Most of the family nodded meekly, some offering quiet words of affirmation.
"Very well, then." Granny said. "The meeting is over, as I've explained all this to Jake, since I figured he would be with Briar again. Dismissed."
"No wonder she was a general." Daphne muttered to Sabrina, clambering out of her chair. "Or is it 'is'? Or 'will be'?"
"Was in the future works well for me." Sabrina said. "This whole time travel thing is confusing. I'm glad I won't ever do that again."
Bella approached them. "Are you seriously going to go through with the date with Mustardseed?" She asked Sabrina.
Sabrina shrugged. "I might as well. It's not like I had any other dates lined up. And it will make Granny happy."
Puck, overhearing, made a face. "He could have explained. He should have explained."
"Relax, Mr. Overprotective." Bella rolled her eyes. "let Sabrina live a little."
"Whatever, toadie." Puck said, stalking off.
Bella gaped at him. "Is he serious?" She asked.
"Relax." Daphne smiled. "It's the way he expresses affection."
"I think he's jealous." Red said quietly.
"Jealous?" Sabrina asked incredulously. "Of what?"
"Mustardseed, duh." Daphne said. "And the fact that the two of you are going to the dance together."
Sabrina snorted. "It's not like he was going to ask me."
"Maybe not, but he obviously didn't want anyone else to." Bella said.
"You're all ridiculous." Sabrina said. "I'm going to bed."
Shaking her head, she headed for her room. On the way, she almost bumped into Puck, who was heading for the front door. "Where are you going?" She asked.
"To see how Mustardseed likes it." Puck said.
"Wait- what?" Sabrina asked.
"Later, Grimm." Puck said, and he headed for the door.
Sabrina rolled her eyes and went to bed. She was about to fall asleep when she heard a knock on her window. She looked up to see Puck waving at her, mouthing 'can I come in?'
She went to the window and opened it. "Forget your keys, huh?"
Puck nodded and went to move through the window, but Sabrina blocked the way.
"You can come in," She said, "if you tell me where you went."
"Tomorrow, okay?" Puck asked. "It's too late now."
Sabrina didn't like the sound of that. too late could mean any number of things, from go to bed to there's nothing you can do about it. Considering Puck had been out of sorts when he let, she leaned more towards the second meaning.
"No." She said firmly. "Either you tell me, or you go bug someone else to let you in. Or you could sleep someplace else." She amended.
Puck sighed. "I went to go ask Renee to the dance."
Sabrina was crushed. But why? It wasn't like she was planning to go with him. In fact, she was going with his brother. But still, it hurt. A lot.
"Go to bed then, jerkface." Sabrina said, moving away from the window hurriedly.
Puck moved to touch her hand, but she jerked back like she'd been burned. She didn't want anything to do with him right then. Puck sighed and left her room, shutting the door behind himself more quietly than usual. Sabrina slammed the window shut and climbed back into bed.
After an hour and a half of tossing and turning, she gave up on resting, and flicked on the light. If she wasn't going to sleep, she might as well get something useful done. She picked up Anastasia's journal and flipped to her bookmark, beginning where she'd left off.
She gleaned several important things from her reading that night.
1. The sword Anastasia kept mentioning was, in fact, several swords that were connected.
2. The swords had a guardian.
3. The swords were ancient.
4. They, and some book, had been given to the Grimms for safekeeping. Wilhelm took the swords, and Jakob took the book.
5. Both were said to be relics left over from the first everafters ever, all of whom were infinitely more powerful than any everafter alive, save the Blue Fairy.
6. The journal of Francis Grimm would explain that in much more detail.
Sabrina had made up her mind to go in search of Francis' journal, but she decided that a few more minutes with the book wouldn't hurt anything. She didn't even remember falling asleep.
"Good morning." Snow said cheerily.
Sabrina and Puck, who were in the process of pretending neither of them was mad at the other for going to the dance with someone else, grunted in unison.
"Come back in an hour." Daphne said. "They'll be awake then."
"Sorry." Snow said. "The teachers are going out personally to give people their test scores as well as their schedules-"
"I thought those weren't due for another few days." Henry said.
"We got the grading done a lot faster than I planned." Snow said. "Anyway, I have a lot more houses to visit today, so would you mind making this quick?"
"Certainly." Jacob said, standing. "Please, have a seat. I'll go work on my room."
Snow took the vacated seat and looked around the table at the others in their varying states of sleepiness. "I'll start with Daphne, since she's the most awake."
Daphne sat up, her interest perked.
"You did excessively well." Snow said. "Especially in foreign languages. You're on third grade level in history, science, and math, which is right where you should be, a fifth grade level in English, and you have a smattering of knowledge of most of the languages I was able to put on the test. Very good job, Daphne."
"Thank you!" Daphne beamed. "What's my schedule?"
"English, gym, math, science, lunch, history, study hall, teaching certification, and French." Snow said. "We don't have any other electives than that at the moment, I'm sorry."
"That's fine." Daphne said, still smiling, taking her schedule from Snow and handing Red hers.
"Red, your schedule is quite similar to Daphne's." Snow said. "I switched the study hall and the French class, though, because you have almost no knowledge of the language. Your English is at a lower level, also, but as I will be teaching that, I believe we can make an exception."
"Thank you." Red smiled shyly, not looking Snow in the eye.
"You're perfectly welcome, dear." Snow said. "Bella."
Bella looked up. "Yes?"
"You were on a seventh grade level for everything but science, which you are up to at least ninth grade in. Here's your schedule."
Snow handed Bella a paper, passing the one underneath it to Sabrina.
"You did remarkabley well, Sabrina." She said. "Especially considering your spotty education. You made it up to seventh grade level on everything but English. There, you're on about a tenth grader's level. There are some books you need to read, but we'll worry about that later."
Sabrina blinked. That was better than she'd hoped for.
"Now, Puck." Snow said. "Your results were the most... surprising. I was led by your mother to believe that you had almost no formal education, and that I shouldn't be alarmed if your results were majorly below average. This is not the case."
Puck looked at her with raised eyebrows, taking his schedule.
"Your science grade leaves something to be desired." Snow said dryly. "It's on par with a sixth grader's, maybe. Except where it involves mechanics. Your English, history, and foreign language grades are average, but your math grade- you're very, very good at math, Puck. Thank you for surprisng me."
"Ummm... you're welcome?" Puck said, glancing at his schedule.
"Goodbye, everyone!" Snow said cheerfully, handing Henry a sheaf of papers. "See you on the fifth!"
"Very nice job, all of you." Henry said approvingly. "Let's hear your schedules, older three."
"Teacher certification." Sabrina said. "Then gym, English, history, lunch, French, study hall, science, and math."
"My math and science are different." Puck said.
"My math is the same." Bella said, "but my science and history are switched."
"So you'll all be in two classes together." Granny said approvingly. "Puck, I want you to look after the girls whenever you're with them. There are plenty of everafters in that place that won't care about any treaty, and they have barely any training. Red, please look after Daphne- and vice verse- whenever you're with each other. I'll have to find someone else to do it during last period. Bella and Sabrina, watch each other's backs in math. Sabrina, be very careful in science until I find someone to watch you."
Sabrina rolled her eyes, but smiled. "I'll be fine, Granny."
"Oh, I'm so excited!" Daphne said. "School starts in like, a week!"
"School means work, Marshmellow." Puck said. "Why are you excited about that?"
"Well, there's the back to school dance!" Daphne said. "And your friend Art was so nice! I mean, he overheard me wishing I had someone to go with, and he told me he'd go with me! Can you believe it? A real date!"
"not a real date." Sabrina said. "Art is physically older than me. From what I know of him, he's not got a mean bone in his body, but he is too old for you. You're going as friends."
"I know, but it's still a date!" Daphne said.
"Sort of." Red said quietly. "And Sabrina, five years isn't that long."
"It is when you're eight." Sabrina said adamantly.
"You're just jealous that her first date is four years before yours." Bella teased. "Now come on, I want to talk with you about back to school outfits."
Protesting that she couldn't care less about that, Sabrina let Bella lead her out of the room, to the other's laughter.