It's been a while but I'm finally submitting the Easter chapter. I wanted to try something different and instead of putting Puck and Sabrina together I put them apart from each other.
The first time I tried submitting it, it glitched and I couldn't read the 5th chapter and I suspected nobody else could either. I wasn't particularly happy with my previous Easter one and I took it as a sign to rewrite it and take away some of the dramatic, angst parts I didn't like and try to make Sabrina a little happier since the previous one had her feelings over-exaggerated.

I'm much happier with this and I hope you enjoy reading it (:

It was a cool day. The harsh winter winds from the previous month had subsided into whispering breezes, sharing secrets with the trees and playing games with the blossoming flowers. Sabrina Grimm leaned against the sidewall of Snow White's cottage, watching Daphne and Red pick out extravagant outfits the beautiful princess had sewn herself through the glass window.

Sabrina's expression was grim (grimm!) as she watched the three laugh and paint each other's fingernails, dab princess-branded cosmetics onto each other's faces, model the colourful dresses and try on the sparkling shoes. She longed to join in on the fun but instead she lied about feeling sick and needing some fresh air. The last thing she needed was people thinking that she was softening; becoming a 'girly-girl'.

Granny Relda and Mr. Canis had left a week earlier to see the portly ex-sheriff after he had reported some very strange happenings with eggs in the big apple and hearing that they were coming, Titania, the faerie queen, had sent word for her son to be brought along. Puck didn't like the sound of that but even the Trickster King himself could not escape the tight grasp of the seemingly-withering Mr. Canis. Since then Sabrina had received no calls despite Granny promising to phone them every day. She was worried about them.

But Uncle Jake and Ms. White kept them in high spirits but Sabrina found herself feeling down and alone, reading through fairy-tales she has already read before for anything that could wake her parents. Her lanky uncle had been spending more time with his beautiful girlfriend and Ms. White having so much to do, couldn't spend every second with them. Red and Daphne were happy playing childish games together on the carpet. Sabrina used to have Puck to scream at for the ruthless pranks he played on her but she didn't even have that anymore.

Mirror was her only confidant. But she started hating coming into the room now and seeing her parents sleeping, angry at herself for not being able to do anything to help them.

Daphne called for Sabrina to come in and look at the dresses, her voice ringing with the carefree happiness of a little girl that Sabrina had noticed that she had lost too early.

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It was hardly seven o'clock when Sabrina woke and bounded down into the kitchen where Uncle Jake sipped his bitter coffee and read the lines of the local newspaper.

"Have they called yet?" Sabrina asked anxiously, half-yelling. "Are they okay?"

"'Brina, tell me if this is going to become a habit so I can bring earmuffs tomorrow morning," Jake joked, folding away his paper. "You screaming in my ear every morning does nothing good for me."

"Sorry. Well, have they?"

"Uh, no. But don't worry! Granny, Canis and Hamstead are very capable and I'm sure Puck is fine in the Faerie kingdom. From what I hear Titania is quite the 'fireball'."

She did not need to be reminded about the Faerie queen's breakdown. But instead of curling up in bed and crying like on TV she went on a rampage setting fire to the place, hell-bent on killing everyone. Sabrina slumped in the chair across from him.

"It's been three weeks already! If they're okay, why aren't they calling?" she whined, tired of being alone. She missed them. She missed Granny Relda's cheeriness that she had taken for granted, Mr. Canis' constant quiet atmosphere that made her feel safe, Puck's pranks that made her sure he was always going to be there to pull a prank or otherwise save her from impending doom. Hell, she even missed Granny's cooking!

"Don't worry, 'Brina," the blonde man kissed the top of her head.

She felt like crying and would have if Snow White had not burst through the door the next moment.

"Girls, it's time to shimmer up!" she exclaimed. She wore a shimmering sequined pink dress with matching shoes and headdress. "It's time for Ferryport Landing's annual scavenger hunt!"

Sabrina had almost forgotten. It was Easter.

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A little boy had chocolate smeared all over his face. Another stole a giant egg away from his friend. A girl cried because she had dropped her toy rabbit on the dewy grass. Children hugged a man walking around in a rabbit costume and others flew balloons given to them by a man dressed as a chicken. The whole place was filled to the brim with music, laughter and colour.

Daphne and Red blew bubbles that floated a ways before popping. Sabrina reached up to pop them every now and then, finding herself giggling for the first time in ages. Snow White danced the square dance – or at least she did while the children squealed and did freestyle. Uncle Jake had his arms wrapped around Briar Rose and she threw little pieces of food into his mouth, laughing together. And afar Sabrina noticed Prince Charming watching Ms. White lovingly.

Daphne and Red collapsed on a bench and the older girl followed them. Their dresses spilled colours over the old wooden bench. Red wore her signature colour; the top part of her dress patterned with sewn flowers and the skirt was puffy. Daphne wore a rainbow dress fit with puffy sleeves and the skirt resembled that of a tutu.

"You guys look like real-life princesses," Sabrina complimented them, fixing Daphne's slightly-crooked tiara.

"You mean that?" Red squeaked.

"Of course, why shouldn't I?"

Red smiled bashfully. The little girl was the same age as Daphne, same physical size too. But she always seemed to shrink when another person other than her new-found friend, talked to her. Sabrina couldn't exactly blame her. She hadn't treated her well; shooting her cold glances, dismissing her problems as insignificant and ignoring her as if she had never entered her life. But the girl used to a psychopathic nut-case! Sabrina couldn't help harbouring a small seed of suspicion for the seemingly meek, harmless girl, even now as she was dressed up as a glamorous princess.

"I'll go get us some drinks," Red chirped and popped off the seat and over to the lemonade stand catered by Mr. Seven (probably a scheme to generate more money, however little, for Charming).

"This is going to be so punkrock!" Daphne exclaimed, biting down on her palm. She kept her gaze on Mayor Charming, almost jumping out of her seat if he even came so much as a arms-length close to the megaphone, used to announce the start of the scavenger hunt. "You're going to do it too, right?"

"Maybe," Sabrina said.

"You're sad about Puck leaving, aren't you?"

"Yeah, I'm sad about – wait a minute! Who said anything about Puck?"

"You did."

"When?"

"Just then."

Sabrina blushed furiously. "I was going to say 'them', not 'him'."

Daphne wrapped her arms around her big sister. "Whatever you say, Mrs. Goodfellow. But you should join in no matter how much you're upset about 'them'. It might cheer you up."

"You're right," Sabrina smiled lopsidedly, ignoring the reminder that she would be married to the Trickster King in the future.

Red came back with the drinks, a little red in the face explaining that the price had been raised by Prince Charming. Suspicions confirmed about swindling money from thirsty children's pockets, the blonde girl sent the mayor a disgusted look. He caught her gaze and sneered back at her.

The three girls sipped their drinks and told jokes until the obnoxious prince's voice called all participants to the checked starting line. Sabrina was near the front of the line. She studied her competition. There were mostly little kids guided by their parents and older kids like Sabrina. She noticed someone familiar hanging at the back of the group but before she could confirm her suspicions two parents moved in front of him and blocked her view.

"Toby?" Sabrina murmured. Memories of her dead grade-six teacher encased in a cocoon of silk flashed through her mind.

Prince Charming read from a list. "The rules are as stated. The eggs are hidden inside this enclosed areas marked by the white picket fence. Do not go over them. The ordinary eggs are worth one point while the golden eggs are worth five. At the end of the scavenger hunt a horn will blow and participants will gather at the starting line again. The person who has the most points wins the chocolate-galore prize and it is advised that children should not eat the eggs found during the game," he eyed the crowd to show that he was serious but before it sunk it that the eggs could cause an unpleasant bonding with the toilet he laughed and dismissed it.

Sabrina found the hunting area to be quite shabby. Though the whole area was huge, the place was old and dirty, as if it had been stripped off last year's tournament and stapled on again. He probably thought he would be using magic to conjure up the arena but due to cutbacks he just had to make-do. A large copse of tall trees made up one corner of the area, a tiny creek (if you could call a water-filled trench a creek) made another portion, and the rest was a field dotted with bushes, flowers and rocks; plenty of hiding places for small chocolate eggs.

"Get ready, boys and girls. Three, two, one and GO!" a horn blew, drowning out Charming's last word. Everybody surged into the playing area, kids squealing and running around in circles excitedly instead of looking for eggs.

Daphne and Red had disappeared into the creek area and Sabrina begun to follow them when she saw Toby again, the bug-eyed weirdo that had killed her teacher. Suspicious, she followed him into the dense trees. Toby was the result of the marriage of two everafters, Ms. Muffet (or Mrs. Arachnid as she prefers to be called now) and the Spider. His fairytale form was hideous, a half-spider, half-human creature with huge fangs jutting out of his mouth.

She wandered around in the trees keeping her ears and eyes strained for any sign of him. She hadn't reached the white fence yet so she knew she was still in the area. Sabrina realised miserably she had never gone looking for a bad guy herself before. Someone always came along whether she wanted them there or not and she had always taken a companion for granted.

"Why are you following me, Grimm?" a boy's voice said behind her.

She spun around. Puck? But it wasn't the fairy-boy, it was the spider-boy in his human form. Her face reddened. She shouldn't be so surprised; she was looking for him after all.

"Just wondering what you're doing outside of the jail. That's where killer freaks belong," she hissed at him.

"Puh-lease. 'I was disillusioned by the man I thought was my father. He tricked me!' They let me go in a second" he laughed. Sabrina was tired of this. She tried to move past him but he blocked her way.

"Aren't you going to let me pass?" she snarled, trying again and failing again.

"I just want to tell you that there's a gold egg up in that tree," he pointed up. He wasn't lying. She could see the glint of the gold from down on the ground. "Bet I can get to it before you can."

Sabrina contemplated this. She was fit – who wouldn't be after all those chases, being both the pursuer and the pursued. She was great at rock-climbing too; a tree shouldn't be much difference. If Toby stayed in his human form she might have a real chance of beating him. She stuck out a hand. "Deal if you promise to not change into a spider."

"Deal!' Toby shouted and shot up the tree, arms pulling himself up.

Sabrina clambered on after him and eventually overtook him. As she climbed higher, closer to the egg she wondered what it was doing all the way up there. Charming had said that they were hard to find but it shouldn't be this hard. This was a kid's game! Charming might be a pretentious, obnoxious, Grimm-hating prince but he was by no means stupid. Ready to climb back down, fear of falling into a trap, she spotted the golden egg a branch away. Triumph overpowered her suspicions and she scampered up to take it in her hands.

The wrapping was sticky. The shining gold was stained with grimy handprints that weren't hers. Toby must have put it up here! She thought a moment too late. Two hands pushed her and she fell down from the tree, face-first, screaming. This is the part where Puck should have saved her and she became furious at the fact that he wasn't there to do it. She grabbed branches to slow her fall but ultimately she landed hard on the ground.

Her whole right side ached from pain and blood oozed from cuts on her face. The tears she had been bottling up burst forth, stinging her cheeks. And all at once she was crying about everything; her parents being kidnapped and leaving her and her sister alone, not being able to wake them, Granny Relda's, Mr Canis' and Puck's possible deaths in Manhattan, feeling more alone than ever before.

Sabrina heard people coming through the trees and Uncle Jake's worried voice calling her name. They probably heard the fall and her cries. Drying her eyes as much as she could, she stormed out of there surprising an anxious Snow White by pushing her aside.

"Where are you going, 'Brina!" Jake ran after her.

"Home!" she shouted back.

"Wait, let's take Ms. White's car," Jake said but was hushed by the beautiful princess telling him that the girl needed some time alone.

No one followed Sabrina as she trekked the long walk home. She braved the quizzical glances people on the street gave her, wondering why she was crying and why she had leaves and twigs caught up in her hair. But she didn't care and kept her head low and watched her feet.

Her whole body throbbed with pain by the time she reached the house. One thing seemed different about it. She stopped and stared trying to figure out what was wrong. And then she saw it. The family car was in the driveway. The lovable hunk-a-junk that had driven out of Ferryport Landing two weeks ago. They were finally home.

Despite her aching legs she raced into the house shouting names. "Granny? Mr. Canis? Puck?"

Granny Relda appeared from the living room, rosy cheeks and all. Sabrina ran into her grandmother's embrace, sucking in the familiar fragrance the old lady always wore. She had never felt so happy to drown her nostrils in it. Granny laughed and squeezed her body all the more tighter until she couldn't breathe. Sabrina pushed herself away from her and beamed.

"I'm so glad you're back!" she gushed.

"I'm glad I am too, liebling. What has happened to you? You looked like you've just fallen out of a tree!" the old lady exclaimed, not knowing how right she was.

"Don't worry about that," Sabrina dismissed it, caring only that Granny Relda was there to care about things again. "What happened with you?"

"The mischievous Easter Rabbit wanted to turn all the eggs in New York to chocolate and the spell got a little out of control."

"But why didn't you call?"

"The phones were made of chocolate, liebling"

They both laughed. They hugged some more and Sabrina hugged Mr. Canis' thin frame who returned the hug awkwardly, patting her on the back. She assumed Puck was up in his room rolling in mud, trying to rid himself of the memories of Titania grooming him for two weeks. She drank hot chocolate while listening to Granny's wild tales of the big apple. She forgot about her parents, her hate of detective work and the fact that she had fallen out of a tree an hour earlier and was just happy.

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Sabrina almost cried out in joy when she saw him swaggering down the hall. She saw the ratty green hoodie and the torn jeans and ran forward to hug him but remembering that he was hygienically 'un-friendly' she forced herself to a stop. And when he opened his mouth she didn't remember why she had missed him in the first place.

"Wow. I didn't think you could get any uglier, fartface," Puck laughed and pointed at her cut-up face. "I would give you money for plastic surgery but this is a lot funnier."

Sabrina's temper boiled up and she forgot why she had missed him at all. He was nothing but a nuisance. If he had been there then maybe she didn't have to add yet another near-death experience to her growing list. She grabbed the front of his jacket and pulled him to her face, her teeth gritted.

"Because of you I almost died today so you're lucky that your face hasn't already been smashed in," she snarled. She let him go and stalked off to her room, steam blowing out of her ears. Puck just stared after her with a confused look on his face.

"What did I do?" he called after her before she slammed her bedroom door.

What Sabrina didn't realise that she was saying she needed Puck to be there to protect her, to swoop in and sweep her off of her feet. And despite Puck always declaring that he hated saving Sabrina all the time, he managed to pick her up when she fell every single time after that.

I don't think I did so well with the 'being apart' thing and there are bound to be some errors so I would love your reviews and opinions.

Next chapter will be April Fool's Day, should be fun.

Please review and check out my other Sisters Grimm fanfics :D

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