Okay, so I wrote two versions of the Last Straw, since I wasn't sure. Tell me which you like better! :)

A quick shout out to Dragonfly, who was the first person to review my last chapter: thank you so much for reviewing!! I really appreciate it. :) I'll try to keep everyone in character for you.

Disclaimer: I regretfully do not own The Sisters Grimm. I will mourn this until the end of my days.

Thanks always to libaka, for your beta-ing and blunt honesty. I need it to keep my head on straight. :)

25. Last Straw

Red skipped down the street, humming happily. As she made her way up the sidewalk to her house, she saw Puck come sprinting out of the woods, a mud-covered Sabrina hot on his heels.

"You're dead, Stinky! DEAD!"

Red smiled to herself, when Puck actually paled as he glanced over his shoulder, and then sped up. Apparently he actually had the brains to realize he'd gone too far. Whatever he'd done, anyway. It was a pity that he was too scared to remember his wings though.

Daphne hung off the porch, laughing as Sabrina tackled Puck and shoved his face into the grass by the steps. Red trotted over and asked, "What happened this time, Sabrina?"

Sabrina actually growled as she kept Puck's arm in a tight wrist-lock and his face ground into the dirt. "The jerk dumped mud on me! This was my new shirt, and he ruined it! Again!"

Puck tried to speak, but Sabrina shoved him, effectively dissuading him from saying anything at all.

The hooded girl cocked her head. "Where'd he get the mud?"

Sabrina glanced up, then pulled Puck's head up by his hair. "Well?"

The boy gasped out, struggling, "None of your business!"

Sabrina pushed him back down and sat on his ribs, still holding his arm in a painful twist. "I should think it's my business" she shrieked, "considering the mud is ALL OVER ME!"

The boy yelped and shouted, "Okay okay, I used the hose and booby-trapped it!"

Red watched Sabrina carefully as the girl went pale with rage. "Oh, and then you called me over saying you wanted to talk! I knew I shouldn't have trusted you, I guess I just thought you might not be a jerk for once!"

Puck struggled fitfully again, uselessly trying to free himself. "It was a joke! Come on Grimm, where's your sense of humor?"

As Sabrina growled at the boy, who whimpered as she started shoving grass down his shirt, Red answered him cheerfully. "Oh, I don't know Puck, maybe it ran off with the camel?"

Daphne laughed and finished. "Yeah, the one you broke the last straw on!"

The two girls giggled as they watched the human girl hogtie the greatest Trickster around and then drag him up the stairs into the house. Judging by his screams, he'd realized that she was getting revenge in the cruelest of ways: dumping him in the bath.

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A/N I'm aware that the saying is "the straw that broke the camel's back" but that sounded weird. Oh well. On to the next Last Straw!

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25.5 Last Straw Take Two

Sabrina sighed as she flicked water droplets off her fingers. She lazily watched them land on the table. She was so BORED. Granny had taken the little ones out to go shopping for clothes, so she and Puck had promised not to do anything stupid. She had figured that in order not to get mad at Puck she should probably avoid him. So here she was, three hours later, bored witless.

The blonde girl wiped the water off the table, then dumped her cup in the sink. She'd already organized some of the books, wiped down the kitchen counters, fed Elvis, and cleaned her room. Puck apparently was hiding upstairs. Sabrina grouchily opened the fridge, feeling slightly hungry.

She gazed at the food, absently biting her lip. She wasn't really hungry for a meal, but she kind of wanted something sweet…

Her eyes lit up when she glanced in the freezer.

Five minutes later, Sabrina had the milk, vanilla ice cream, sugar, and vanilla on the counter, and was clanging around looking for the blender.

She jumped when she heard Puck say incredulously, "What are you doing?" Of course, when she spun around, frying pan in hand, he yelped and jumped back. He was still a bit skittish from when she surprised him into spitting his dinner all over Granny.

The girl raised an eyebrow. "Making a milk shake. Do you want some?"

Puck asked, "What's a milk shake?" He blinked when Sabrina stared at him in horror.

"You poor doomed child," was all Sabrina said before she turned around and unearthed the blender from a pile of pots and pans. Puck watched, bemused, as the girl carefully plugged in the blender, and then mixed the ingredients.

Sabrina glanced at him, then pressed the "blend" button. Puck's eyes widened when the blender clicked on and a loud, spinning noise echoed out. The boy darted over and stared at the appliance, grinning madly. Sabrina sighed to herself. I probably just gave him a new idea for a prank.

When the Sabrina turned off the blender, Puck slid back to watch her pour out the liquid. "So, what's a milkshake?"

Sabrina shook the empty blender at him. "It's a drink. Ice cream and milk. Sugar too."

As Puck looked at the drink in excited anticipation, Sabrina tugged open the snack drawer. After rifling through the drawer, she pulled out a straw and looked at Puck. "Looks like this is the last straw."

Puck glanced over. "Does it matter?"

Sabrina shrugged. "I just always like them better with a straw. Here."

Puck stared at her hand. "What, no, I don't need it. You have it."

Sabrina pushed the straw towards him. "I've had milkshakes before, you have it."

Puck glared, then snatched the straw, put it in his cup, took a sip, then pulled out the straw and put it into hers. Sabrina blinked. The boy grunted and looked away. "You like it with a straw."

Sabrina tentatively sipped her drink, then pulled out the straw and handed it back. Puck took it silently and drank from his cup, then handed the straw back.

The two sat silently in the dining room, passing the straw back and forth. Puck refused to look at Sabrina, and she rolled her eyes to herself and took it in stride.

When they finished, Puck followed Sabrina back into the kitchen and helped her put everything away. As she carefully placed the now-clean blender back with the pots and pans, Puck mumbled, "It was good."

Sabrina turned and looked up at him. He shrugged. She grinned wryly and said, "They're my favorite, but let's not tell Granny we had dessert before dinner."

Puck grinned back. Sabrina closed the pots and pans drawer and stood. Puck said suddenly, "Want to help me plan a prank against the Marshmallow?"

Sabrina's emphatic nod and slightly-evil smile told him everything he needed to know.

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I hope you liked it (or both, anyway), they were a bit hard to write, but fun.

The "you poor, doomed child" sentence is not my own creation. That's Invader Zim. I do need to watch that again.....

Anyway, I'll try to write some more, but school's starting soon, and this is going to be a really tough semester, so we'll have to see....

Please R&R,

Tam