BANG! CRASH! Several dust covered jars fell on the floor and smashed to pieces. A young witch flinched knowing that she had slipped up again. Her powers where more than a little unstable and that was excusable, but when the liquefied belladonna started to seep into the floor then that's when she knew she was in trouble.
"The belladonna!" her great-aunt exclaimed upon seeing the mess. "Sabrina Harvey! Do you know how much that belladonna cost us?"
"A broomstick and a hat?" the witch, Sabrina, said looking at the floor.
"A broomstick and a hat." Her great-aunt said looking Sabrina straight in the eye. The elder made a swift movement with her hand and the belladonna disappeared from the floor and reappeared in a new jar on the shelf it fell from.
"I can't wait until Wendy comes back. She'll take care of you then. While she's gone she expects us to clean up after you and teach you blah, blah, blah. You have such a thick head that you couldn't absorb a lesson to save your live!"
"And it's my fault for being the one in a million half witch to be magically delayed?" Sabrina asked watching enviously as her great-aunt used steady and short motions with her hands to clean the mess Sabrina's magic had made. Her great-aunt didn't answer her so Sabrina went up to her room.
Sabrina flung herself on her bed and groaned. Something on her bookshelf started to shake and Sabrina quickly looked up. She went to the bookshelf and got a thick white book with gold trim around it. She quickly walked back to her bed and opened to a random page.
"What did you find out?" Sabrina asked the book, who revealed to have a face.
"They talked about you… a lot." The book said with a man's voice. Sabrina rolled her eyes.
"Well I figured that much. Did you catch anything else?"
"They said something about sending you to Whipstaff for Halloween weekend. Wendy really liked that idea, something about the ghost that lurks around still." The Book snickered a bit, it knew that Sabrina really didn't like ghost despite the peace treaty between ghosts and witches.
"Oh shut up!" Sabrina said and picked the book up then slammed it on the bed.
"I get it! I get it! Don't be so harsh, I'm nearly 100 years old." The book groaned as it hit the bed.
"Oh really?" Sabrina said with a smirk, "When did you age 30 more years?"
The book opened its mouth to say something smart but stopped and said something else in an alarming way,
"Wendy is coming back! She just mounted her broomstick and is coming back!"
Sabrina ran to her window look for her aunt.
"Wendy is flying over the Pacific Ocean… now she's nearing New York… DC… she'll be here in just a few…"
"Aunt Wendy's back!" Sabrina shouted as she saw her aunt fly into the walkway.
"You're welcome!" The Book shouted after Sabrina as she ran out of the room.
"Auntie Witch!" Sabrina said running toward her aunt and into a big hug.
"Saga parva bone!" Wendy responded in Latin, hugging Sabrina back. "I have good news and bad news for you."
"Daniel told me already." Sabrina mumbled as she looked at the ground.
"I had a feeling he would." Wendy said with a smile.
"I hate oracles." Sabrina said as the two witches walked back up to the house. Wendy laughed.