AN~ Pretty much just me letting the characters bounce off each other this chapter. No real plot or dramatic insight, just some fun. :)

Only two of my prizewinners responded. How funny is it that my sister is the one who didn't? Anyway, loverofbooks4eva made a plotline request which is fulfilled at the end of this chapter, and Deathprincess2343 requested that she be recognized in an AN, so here goes:

Deathprincess2343: The reason I don't normally reply to you via AN is that I prefer to use the PM system, it's much more personal and it helps me remember what they hey we've been talking about. However, you are a wonderful, regular reviewer, and I'm so greatful that you (and most of the rest of my reviewers) have the patience to read this huge story and wait for me to update and deal with my crap. :) You are appreciated, and don't you forget it!

Puckabrina(insert many threes that were supposed to be hearts here): Longer? Most of the time people complain about how LONG this is... And my minimum is 3,000 words per chapter. They usually average around 3,100. I find that much longer than that and it's hard to read in one sitting. Thanks, though!

squirrel101: Thanks, and I'll try.

Sabrina and Red had just sat down to get to work when Sabrina realized something. "Red? Are you left handed or right handed?"

"Left handed, why...?" Red trailed off, looking down at their handcuffs. Her left hand was attached to Sabrina's right.

"Because I'm right handed." Sabrina said.

"This is going to be hard, isn't it?" Red asked as the two of them stared at their cuffed wrists.

Sabrina nodded. "How about you finish your project and I try to keep my arm out of your way, then you help me get better? I don't want you handing in your project late. Ah... drat. Can we pretend I didn't say that? This letting you lead thing is harder than I thought it would be."

"Why?" Red asked. "It's a good suggestion. I probably would have said it anyway."

"All right, we'll do that." Sabrina said, watching as Red squeezed several colors of paint onto a pallet and began mixing them, trying to keep her arm from hampering the other girl too much. "So, you need the magic paintbrush why? It, like, brings the things you draw to life, right?"

Red nodded, still mixing. "If I use it for my highlights, shadows, and other final touches, then it won't bring the painting to life, but the things in it will look alive. I mean, I still have to know what I'm painting and make it look recognizeable and stuff, but it'll add a little extra touch. I know 'cause I've seen Stephen do it. And I want this painting to be perfect."

"Why?" Sabrina asked. "I mean, other than it being art and you trying to improve."

"It's for Mamma Briar's birthday." Red said. "I want to say thank you for everything."

"Oh." Sabrina said. "I'd forgotten about that. I need to get her a present."

Red began painting, and Sabrina moved her arm as she did, following as closely as possible. As she watched Red paint, Sabrina realized something.

"Hey, Red?" She asked, "Did you notice anyone walking around with handcuffs on before last period?"

"No, why?" Red asked absently.

"'Cause if I didn't notice it, and you didn't notice it, and nobody else mentioned it, that means there's a reason we couldn't see it, I bet." Sabrina said. "Which means..." She looked down at the cuffs, which glistened a little too brightly, and said, "They're enchanted. You can only see them if the Beast tells you they're there, I bet."

Red looked up. "Really? How are the kids going to explain this to their parents, then? I mean, I guess a lot of them don't actually live with their parents, 'cause they're everafters, and a lot of the ones that do, their parents take the Beast's class, too, but still. There's got to be a bunch of people whose parents don't know."

Sabrina shrugged. "I'm just glad our family agreed with Snow about continuing ed. Go back to painting."

Red did, with a smile, and Sabrina kept watching as the flat painting came to life before her eyes.

"You're good." She said. "Like, really good. I knew you were talented before, but... wow. This is amazing."

Red's face turned the same color as her shirt, and she ducked her head. "Do you really think so?"

"Of course." Sabrina said. "Briar's going to love it. 'Course, you're going to have to do something just as elaborate for Uncle Jake's birthday, now, too..."

"I don't mind." Red grinned. "I'd do anything for them. They're my family."

"Well, yeah, but..." Sabrina looked at red quizzically. "You know what? Just yeah. You've got the right idea there."

Red looked at Sabrina, with her head tilted to one side. "How do you mean?"

"About appreciating family." Sabrina said. "I guess you do, 'cause you didn't have one for ages or something. And I should, 'cause I didn't for two years, but I take them all for granted. You make me feel all guilty inside."

Red said nothing, picking up the magic paintbrush again and getting back to work.

Sabrina grinned. "Yeah, that was kind of sappy-movie of me, wasn't it?"

Red nodded.

"Holy-" Sabrina said, sitting up straight. "We have to go into the bathroom at the same time! How on earth are we supposed to shower?"

Red pulled her blend-with-my-shirt routine again, whispering, "Maybe Daddy Jake can... do something... so that we have privacy..."

"I hope so." Sabrina said. "I wonder who he's going to be stuck with..."

Red shrugged. "I guess we'll find out when we get home. How are we going to change?"

"Puck has a spell he uses on his clothes so his wings don't get stuck." Sabrina said. "He let me use it a few times, he might do it again. So we can just pull them through our arm."

Red shuddered. "It sounds weird..."

"It feels weird." Sabrina said. "But it's either that or wear only shirts with one sleeve, and it's too cold for that."

Red sighed. "I don't think I like this project."

"Betcha nobody does." Sabrina said. "But it's useful. You done?"

"Al...most." Red said, flicking her brush a bit. "Just a bit more, and then I'm... good!"

"So do you need to hand it in now or can we stay seated or what?" Sabrina asked.

"I have to hand it in." Red said. "But I should wait 'til it's dry. Want me to help you draw better while we wait?"

"Please." Sabrina said.

They sat there for a few minutes, then Red said, "You have to draw something first, so I can see what you're doing wrong."

"Oh." Sabrina said, looking at her paper. "Right." She reached over to the pencil sitting on the table, pulling Red with her accidentally, then slowly, regretfully, began drawing.

Red showed Sabrina a few tricks during class, and by the time it was over, Sabrina had improved... slightly. Drawing would never be her strong suit, but she thought she might get a passing grade on her project if Red kept helping. Red handed in her own project after the final bell rang, and the two waited for the other handcuffed duos to struggle out the door before they headed down themselves.

Outside, they found a large tangle of people, mostly from their study group, not seeming to be doing anything in particular other than complaining.

"Pan!" Puck's complaint rang out over the others, "Shut up, would you? I don't care if Grimm thinks you're OK, or if you're on our side, it doesn't mean we have to be friends!"

"They've been like this since school got out." Daphne told Sabrina and Red, noticing their arrival.

"Wonderful." Sabrina said, going to pass a hand across her face then stopping when she realized that she was dragging Red's arm along with her. "Sorry, Red. Daph, do you know where they're going today? Tell me it's the Darlings'."

"Nope." Bella said, joining the conversation (not entirely by choice). "They're coming home to Granny because most of the lost boys are stuck to other people."

"Dangit." Sabrina whined. "So how's everyone else been doing?"

"We're not sure who's going to die first, Moth or Natalie." Bella said. "I'm thinking about starting a betting pool. I think Moth, what do you think?"

"Dunno, I think Natalie's gonna hold back 'cause of her dad." Sabrina said. "So Moth might kill her first."

"But Natalie's got that brute strength thing..." Daphne said. "She might even accidentally squish Moth in her sleep or something."

"But Moth's creative and devious." Sabrina pointed out. "She'll do anything to get what she wants, and I betcha she just thinks that this is totally cramping her style and would rather have a body than a jockette to deal with."

"Except Moth likes poison, right?" Red asked. "How's she supposed to get poison when she's stuck to Natalie?"

Sabrina shrugged. "I dunno, I just know I wouldn't trust this girl as far as I can throw her."

"But you could go all 'anti-gravity' and throw her to the moon." Daphne pointed out. "And she has wings, so she could fly."

"Fine." Sabrina snapped. "I wouldn't trust her as far as you can throw her while she's sleeping."

"That saying doesn't make sense to me." Red said. "It never did..."

"What do you mean?" Bella asked.

"Well, trust can't really be measured in distance..." Red said unsurely. "Or am I just being stupid?"

"No, you're right." Daphne said. "They don't really go together."

Puck and Peter, meanwhile, had lifted off the ground and were trying to fly in opposite directions, still shouting.

"They're going to hurt themselves like that." Wendell told Bella, grabbing her free hand in his own. "Digging the metal into their skin like that."

"Hi, sweetie." Bella smiled, then looked at Mustardseed, who Wendell was attached to. "How've you two been making out?"

Sabrina snickered. "Making out... hah."

"Way to be mature." Bella said scornfully.

"Sorry, had to." Sabrina grinned, watching Puck and Peter. "So, how are we getting home? I can fly Red, obviously, but neither of you can fly." She glanced at Daphne and Bella. "I don't think Puck and Peter are going to be very helpful."

"We can wait for the grown-ups." Daphne said. "They're here, and I think they're doing the project, too."

"Good thing." Sabrina said. "'Cause Red and I think the handcuffs are spelled so you can only see them if the Beast tells you they're there."

"That explains a lot." Mustardseed nodded. "It makes sense."

"So where are you two going?" Bella asked.

"Mustardseed's." Wendell said. "He's got more space."

"Anyone notice who else is paired with who?" Sabrina asked, glancing around. "I see Wendy's daughter whose name I'm blanking on is stuck to Alice."

"Jane, and yeah." Bella said. "I don't think the Beast thought that one through. They're pretty well matched."

"Jack from Jack and Jill is stuck to Blue." Red said, pointing. "I guess 'cause neither of them picked a side yet..."

"Hansel and Tobey are stuck together." Daphne said. "And Gretel and Jill are attached, and most of the lost boys are handcuffed to other lost boys, and- Dad and Uncle Jake are together!"

"Wait, what?" Sabrina whipped her head around. "Wow. I knew they were different, but..."

"Not that different, yeah." Daphne finished.

"And your mom is stuck to Goldi." Wendell said.

"You know, I think the Beast just wanted to torture a lot of us." Daphne said. "I don't think it's anything to do with learning from each other, I think he's just... sadtastic."

"You mean sadistic?" Mustardseed corrected.

"No, I mean sadtastic." Daphne said. "It's my new word. What's sadistic mean?"

"Someone who gets a kick out of other people's pain." Sabrina explained. "Like you were just describing the Beast. What's sadtastic mean?"

"Really depressing or someone to feel bad for, only lots more." Daphne said.

"What about Granny and Briar and the rest?" Bella asked. "Does anyone see them?"

Sabrina shook her head, going back to watching the air battle. "I don't think either of them are going to give up anytime soon, do you?"

"What?" Bella turned. "Oh, you mean Puck and Peter."

"Don't think so." Daphne said. "Maybe you should intervene."

"Why me?" Sabrina asked. "I don't mind breaking it up, but I don't like this 'you' stuff. Maybe if you'd said 'we' I'd be interested."

"Fine, we should interfere." Daphne said. "But I think you'd be better at yelling at them."

"Dunno, you're pretty loud when you want to be." Sabrina teased. "C'mon, Red, up we go!"

Red grabbed Sabrina's hand tightly as the older girl lifted off, heading for Puck and Peter, who were still obstinately trying to fly in opposite directions.

"How am I supposed to help from the ground?" Daphne called after her, then turned to the others, "Really, how am I? I mean, first she's all like, 'no! I won't do it on my own,' and then she leaves! How are any of us supposed to help from down here?"

Wendell shook his head. "It's Sabrina. Don't question. You should know that by now. She raises a fuss but doesn't mean it half the time."

"I think she means it usually." Bella said. "But not all the time. She does like to complain."

"Sh!" Mustardseed said. "I want to watch."

"How do you need to hear to watch?" Daphne asked. "It doesn't make sense."

"You tell people to be quiet when you're trying to watch a movie, don't you?" Mustardseed asked. "Same concept. Now please be quiet. I'm trying to pay attention."

It was worth paying attention to, too. Puck and Peter were both still yelling at each other while Sabrina tried to yell louder and Red simply hung on for dear life, at first.

"Guys!" Sabrina snapped, finally, carefully maneuvering herself in between the two fighters to grab the chain connecting their handcuffs. She grabbed that and yanked, getting the boys' attention.

"What was that for?" Peter whined.

"To make you two pay attention to me." Sabrina snapped. "Were you not listening to the Beast in class today? You two are supposed to be learning from each other, not ripping each other's arms out of their sockets!"

"I can't get along with him!" Both boys protested as Sabrina dragged them back groundward.

"You sound like you and Sabrina." Daphne told Puck. "Back before you learned to be friends."

"Back before Sabrina could fight back, you mean." Bella said.

"That, too." Daphne agreed. "But maybe they can be all friends and stuff too, once they get past this stage."

"No thank you!" Puck snapped. "I don't want my relationship with Peter paralelling Sabrina's and mine at all!"

"Why not?" Mustardseed asked. "The two of you are really quite alike, you know."

"No we're not!" Peter complained. "He's a jerk and a fairy who mistreats pixies and he likes math and he's growing up!"

"So what If I am?" Puck asked hotly.

"The only thing we really had in common other than looks was our eternal youth!" Peter exclaimed. "And you're aging! We're nothing alike!"

"I know we aren't!" Puck rolled his eyes. "And who says things like 'eternal youth' in real conversations anyway?"

"What's wrong with how I talk?" Peter asked.

"It sounds like how Pinnochio talks, that's what!" Puck stuck his tongue out.

"You know Pinnochio?" Daphne interrupted with a squeal. "How did I miss this?"

"Dunno." Puck said. "He looks like he should be in your classes, he's about the right age. Anyway, Peter, talking like that old man stuck in a kid's body isn't really something I'd be proud of if I were you."

"Well, I wouldn't be proud of smelling like something that just died if I were you, either!"

"Guys, would you shut up?" Wendell asked, exasperated. "I don't get it. You were getting along fine, before. Why the arguments all of a sudden?"

"They had a truce kind of for a while." Bella explained. "For everyone's sakes. But I guess being stuck together was too much for it."

"Why are we all ignoring the fact that I've been living in the same place as Pinnochio for a year and not know it?" Daphne asked.

"Because the rest of us figured you knew already." Sabrina said. "He's in a couple of my classes. Nice enough kid, but he talks like a college professor and always complains about being stuck as a seven year old."

"Well I'm going to go find him!" Daphne shouted, running off and pulling Bella with her. "Come on, Red!"

"Shall we?" Red asked, looking at Sabrina.

"Daphne!" Bella shrieked, trying to keep up with the shorter, stockier girl she was handcuffed to, "We don't even know where he is!"

"Sure." Sabrina said. "We can help Bella, I guess."

She started to follow Daphne, forgetting that she was still holding the chain of Puck and Peter's handcuffs. As she pulled them, they resisted, both assuming that it was the other boy pulling, and Sabrina and Red, overwhelmed by the boy's greater weight and strength, fell back against the other two, and as they all landed on top of each other, Sabrina's lips crashed right into Puck's.