"Aunt Wendy!" Sabrina called, "Aunt Wendy where are you?"
The sudden disturbance made Wendy drop a reagent she was holding.
"The dependency of that girl. One of these days I'm gonna..." Wendy muttered under breath, however she shouted back, "I'm in the back room dear."
In a couple seconds Sabrina's head popped into the room. Wendy smiled at Sabrina warmly.
"Aunt Wendy, I was wondering something."
"Fire away darling."
"Who owns Whipstaff now? Especially since the original owner who gave the property to Grandpa Harvey to begin with is dead, as so is Grandpa Harvey."
The question caught Wendy off guard and she knocked into a shelf that made more reagents fall upon the floor. Both she and Sabrina went in a mad dash to pick everything up before anything could burn through the floor.
" I do not know amica, I really do not know." Wendy responded as she placed some of the reagents back on the shelf. Sabrina put the rest of the reagents on another shelf, and looked at her aunt with wide, wondering eyes.
"Since I am the only known living descendant of Doctor James Harvey, doesn't that mean that I inherited the house?" Sabrina asked, looking at her aunt the way a younger child would ask something when they were curious about it.
" I guess it would amica. I'm a witch, not a lawyer."
Sabrina laughed a little, then she thought of something a bit depressing.
"But Grandpa Harvey didn't make his will at the time didn't he?" she asked.
"No, no he did not. He had started one, but it was in no way finished at the time of death."
"But since I am the sole descendant of Doctor James Harvey, wouldn't that make me heir to his belongings since his passing?"
Wendy stared at Sabrina in disbelief. Where did this child get her ideas and theories? Surely Wendy's aunts didn't dose Sabrina with some kind of potion or placed her under a spell without Wendy knowing. Could they?
"I think so Sabrina. Why are just now asking about this?"
"I was just wondering because Cas..." Sabrina stopped in mid-sentence and rethought her words. However, Wendy was already smiling knowing what Sabrina was saying.
"Because of a friend of mine would be deeply affected if someone were to own the house, but not take care of it or tear it down."
"I know what you're saying." Wendy said with a smile. Sabrina smiled back sweetly, then quickly erased the emotion out of her face and replaced it with a typical teenage face.
"Is dinner almost done?" Sabrina asked as if she had never asked any of her previous questions.
"In a few more minutes." Wendy promised. Sabrina gave a smile and a nod and left the room.
"What a child." Wendy said as if it was a curse and a blessing. But Sabrina had worked her magic on Wendy, and now Wendy wanted to know who owned the house.
"Aunt Gert! Aunt Hilda! Aunt Endora! I need you in the potion room quickly!" Wendy called. In a couple minutes three witches came in and looked eternally grumpy, but they WERE mean witches after all.
"Yes, yes Wendy. What is it?" Gert, a witch who preferred purple, asked. She was the oldest of The Three, and the leader.
"We were in the middle of..." Hilda, a witch who preferred yellow, started,
"A seance." Endora, a witch who preferred blue, finished.
"What ever do to you Three think you will accomplish by doing that?" Wendy laughed.
"That's for us to know Wendy," Gert started,
"And for you to never find out!" Hilda and Endora finished.
Wendy laughed again, but remembered that pestering her aunts was not the reason why she asked them to come in.
"Would you guys mind if I went in to town to search for Milo, our lawyer?"
"We do not mind if you go," Gert started,
"It's Sabrina," Hilda added,
"We're worried about." Endora finished.
"Then leave the child unoccupied then." Wendy told them. "How much trouble can she get into by herself?"
"A lot!" The Three stated.
"She's a menace!"
"A hazard!"
"A threat to witch kind everywhere!"
"You Three always knew how to traumatize things far to much for your own goods." Wendy said, putting her hands on her hips. Although, she knew they were a tad bit right.
"I am going to go town and you Three have to watch her. I can not take her with me, it'll be a surprise for her."
"But why,"
"A surprise,"
"For her?"
"That's for me to know," Wendy said with a sideways smile, "And for you to find out."