Hey all! I can't believe it's been this long since I updated! I've had this written for a while now actually, but this semester kept me so busy I didn't get a chance to look over it. Take note, people, college eats your life. I should know this by now. The end.

Disclaimer: I don't own Sisters Grimm. Buckley's just been kind enough to let us borrow his characters for a little while. :)

Lots of thanks to libaka, for editing and for being there this semester. Couldn't do it without you!

36. Waffles

Granny had a rather unpleasant surprise one morning when she went downstairs to go make breakfast and found the door to the kitchen somehow blocked from the inside. Try as she might, she couldn't get the door open. She did, however, hear a voice: "I'm not letting you in!"

Instead of it being Puck, as she slightly suspected since he was in another rapid growth spurt, it was Sabrina in the kitchen. "Liebling, let me in! I need to make breakfast!"

"No!"

And that was that. Granny couldn't get the door open, and Sabrina wouldn't let her in, and wouldn't explain why either. The woman sat down at the dining room table and reluctantly took a cup of the coffee that Sabrina had set out at the table. It was very good, but the girl hadn't added any of the extra treats that Granny usually added to it. She sighed and sipped it, waiting for someone else to join her and hopefully get Sabrina to open the door.

Jake wandered in, yawning widely and rubbing his head. Granny smiled slightly as he blinked at her, then went to the kitchen door and knocked timidly on it. When Sabrina called back, Jake asked politely, "Is there a reason that Mom's sitting at the table and you're in the kitchen?"

"Yeah."

Jake scratched his head. "Well? What's going on?"

Sabrina's only answer was, "Go drink some coffee, Uncle Jake." He shrugged and ignoring his mother's chuckles, went to the table and sat down. He gingerly poured some coffee, and tasted it.

Granny scowled at him when his eyebrows went up and he immediately filled his cup and took a gulp, then yelled to Sabrina, "It's great, kiddo!"

Sabrina called back her thanks, and the house went momentarily silent until Elvis lumbered down the stairs, leading a sleepy Red who held his tail and looked around blearily. He sat down at the kitchen door, panting and wagging his tail, and Red sat down sleepily next to him.

Granny chuckled. "Liebling, you don't have to sit on the floor. Come join us." Red shook her head, and patted Elvis. He lay down, and Red curled up on the floor with him as her pillow.

Jake knelt next to them and fixed Red's cloak around her like a blanket. "Daphne too loud?"

Red nodded. "And Sabrina told me there would be a surprise today, and I wanted to get here before Daphne and Puck." Jake grinned and looked at Relda, who shrugged.

"I'm assuming this has to do with food," he said and took his chair again and sipped some coffee.

His mother replied, "I just don't understand why she won't let me help. I'm perfectly capable!"

Jake responded, "At making your favorite foods. Sabrina's probably just sharing some of her own, that's all."

"What's that awesome smell? Where's the food? I'm starving!" The two adults looked up to see Puck leaning against the doorframe grouchily. They pointed to the kitchen door, and the boy growled. "Sabrina being stubborn again?"

He marched over to the door and banged on it. "Come on, Ugly! We're starving!" He winced when he looked down to see Elvis and Red glaring up at him. "What? I'm hungry!" The two shook their heads and curled up again.

Red muttered, "It's not that hard to tell what she's doing, you know."

Puck laughed. "Of course it's not! I'm going in there!" He spun on one foot and transformed into a mouse. Before anyone could stop him, he darted under the door.

Silence reigned, until they heard a cry of anger and a yelp of pain and saw the Puck-mouse scuttle back under the door. After turning back into a boy, he rubbed his head with one hand and glared at the door.

The others laughed when they heard Sabrina's voice: "If the door's locked, that means don't come in, stupid! Wait like everyone else!"

Puck grumbled to himself and sulked at the table. "I still don't know what she's making!"

Red curled up tighter and said, "It's obvious if you know what to sniff for!"

Jake took a deep breath in and grinned. "You're right, little Red! It smells great!"

Granny sniffed delicately. "I can't tell what it is." Puck nodded in agreement, still holding his head.

Red smiled. "You'll see!"

A door banged open upstairs. Everyone jumped when they heard a shout: "Is that what I think it is?"

As Daphne galloped down the stairs, Red caught the sounds of furniture being moved from in front of the kitchen door. She pulled Elvis back, and the two tiptoed towards the table.

The dark-haired girl sprinted into the dining room. "Is it? Is it? Please oh please tell me it is!" Daphne glanced from face to face.

Granny frowned. "Is what? Liebling, I don't know what you're talking about."

Daphne bit her palm happily. "It has to be! This is so punk-rock!" She danced from foot to foot, and hugged Elvis tightly. Red smiled at her, and Daphne squealed. "Sabrina, are they almost ready?"

The door opened, and everyone at the table took a deep breath of the warm, sweet-smelling air. The blonde-haired girl grinned sheepishly at them as she rested a covered platter against her hip and picked up a large jug with her other hand. She winked at Daphne. "It took me a little longer than I thought it would, but here they are!"

Striding up to the table, Sabrina put down the jug and slid it to the middle of the table. Jake helpfully moved the coffee cups out of the way, and gestured for her to continue.

The girl put down the platter, and as Daphne happily made a loud drumroll with her hands, Red enthusiastically joining in and Puck blinking at the two of them, Sabrina lifted the platter cover. "My homemade waffles!"

Granny eventually got over the irritation of having her kitchen usurped again, when she saw how much everyone enjoyed the large waffles and when Sabrina explained how much fun it was to go digging in her cupboards to find the waffle iron and the ingredients.

Puck had almost a full platter himself, and thoroughly enjoyed the maple syrup in the jug when Sabrina showed him how to butter the waffles and pour the syrup all over them. Daphne ate six of the waffles and begged Sabrina to make waffles again next week. Jake enjoyed having normal food inside the house rather than having to go out for it. Red and Elvis shared three waffles, and Red decided that Sabrina made the best waffles she'd ever tasted, even though the diner made some pretty fantastic ones.

All in all, Sabrina decided that this was a pretty successful breakfast, and that if this was the only way to hint to Granny that she wanted normal meals, then so be it. Besides, throwing wooden spoons at Puck when he tried to sneak into her kitchen was kind of fun.

I hope you liked it!

Please R&R,

Tam