Sisters Grimm: A Grimm Sequel

16. Full of convincing

Sabrina's POV

Even though I knew I wasn't supposed to...I told them everything. I didn't even hold back even though I thought Taylor was suspicious. And I mentally cursed myself. But I knew I wouldn't get away with telling them half the story.

But as I watched their faces as I told the story, I  saw their emotions take over. Their true emotions.

Brandon had a true look of confusion but excitement. He was truly into the tale; gasping at all the right parts and asking questions.

"So she isn't you're grandma?" He asked.

"No, she is." I answered.

"But I thought you didn't have a grandma?"

"We didn't know she was my grandma."

"So...she was your grandma?"

"Yes!"

And Taylor looked intrigued. She didn't seemed too shocked with the information I was giving her, about magic and fairytales. This surprised me.

Usually when you tell a person that their world is a lot bigger, you get an equivalent size reaction.

But no, Taylor just nodded along, asking very good questions as I talked. It was as if she was studying for a test and had to dive deep into anything she had questions on.

Daphne, Red, and Puck hopped in and out of telling the story, each using different methods.

Daphne used acting as a way to convey the message of the tale. Using her arms and making faces for different people. Brandon and Puck were clearly impressed.

Red provided a more traditional way of making the two teens understand. She talked naturally, adding any details and as much backstory needed.

Soon Puck jumped in, bored with the current method. I smiled to myself as I watch him exaggerate his parts of our past. How he "almost died" and "was in a coma." Which partly was true just to what extent?

I rolled my eyes as he explained WHO he was.

"Now you may know me as Robin Goodfellow, but I'm about to blow your mind." He said with a grin. "My name is Puck! And I am the Trickster King. I'm a villain. I am the King of Loafers, the Prince of Low Expectations! The spiritual guide for millions of complainers, criminals, and convicts!"

The room was quiet for a moment. Then Brandon cocked his head to the side.

"What?" He asked.

"You mean...like the...play? A Midsummer Nights Dream?" Taylor asked as confused as Brandon. "By Shakespeare?"

Puck spun to me and grinned ear to ear.

"See! She knows who I am!" He cried. I rolled my eyes.

"There's a first for everything, Stinkbrain." I replied, crossing my arms.

"Y'know, if you had to be a character, I'd say you kinda look like Peter Pan..." Brandon thought aloud.

Daphne, Red, and I began laughing. Puck did not find the statement so funny and turned to look at Brandon.

"How DARE you compare me to that loathsome, disgusting, irritation, stupid-"

"Alright!" I cried pulling Puck back. "Enough of that....but going back to the main point. This is dangerous business..." I turned to my sisters. "I want you," I looked back to Brandon and Taylor, "to stay out of it."

Daphne and Red were not happy with the decision, their eyes widening and mouths agape.

"What!"

"No!"

"We're your sisters! You have to let us help!" Daphne shouted. I rolled my eyes.

"You guys saw those things! They're dangerous! I can't risk you getting hurt. And I need you to keep this from Granny." I replied.

Red's nose crunched in aggravation and Daphne stuck her tongue out. But then a mischievous smile appeared.

"Actually...no." She said. I raised an eyebrow, looking at her challengingly.

"Excuse me?" I asked.

"I said...no." My little sister continued.

"Yeah I got that but...no what? You can't say no to me, I'm your big sister." I crossed my arms stubbornly.

"Yes I can. You need us to keep this a secret from Granny...and we'll only do it if you let us help..." Daphne winked. "It's foolproof!"

"I-" I glanced at Puck. "Some help here?" But he just shrugged.

"Eh, they kinda got you Grimm." He mumbled. I rolled my eyes at his help.

"Well we're helping too!" Brandon cried. I turned to him and Taylor and shook my head.

"No. Definitely not." I replied. Brandon's face fell. "Look Daphne and Red might be," I spoke louder so the two girls could hear me clearly, "in over their head and putting themselves in harms way....but they also know what their doing...we've faced things like this before and you haven't..."

"But you could teach us!" Brandon argued. "We just want to help out! You can't ask us to forget everything ever happened!"

I glanced at Red who shrugged.

"Granny said last time we used too much. So she hid it so we couldn't find it." She said referring to the forgetful powder we used. I sighed.

Then I noticed Taylor was awfully quiet.

"What about you?" I asked. "What do you think?"

She looked up at me, a surprised look on her face.

"O-oh! I uh..." she looked around. Then bit her lip and looked back to me. "Look, Sabrina I know you think we're over our heads and you're right, we have no clue about any of this magic stuff. But you had to have trusted us if you told us you're whole family history. I think we could at least help you out a bit..."

She noticed my raised eyebrow and blushed as she glanced at the ground again.

"That is if you want to..."

I sighed as I looked to my sisters. Daphne and Red both shrugged and nodded. I glanced to Puck to see he was putting all his attention to his wooden sword. I rolled my eyes and turned back to Taylor and Brandon

"Fine...whatever..welcome aboard." I muttered.

A/N
Hey! I kinda liked that one it was easy to write and I really just love being in Sabrina's POV! Anyways I'm hoping to continue this schedule of posting every Monday/Tuesday! Hopefully it sticks! Thank you for reading and supporting!
~Fandomcrazy_13