They say that a bond between sisters is unbreakable.
In Hazel's case, the bond between her and Honey was strained.
Hazel wanted to speak to spirits through her ouija board. But her mom said that she had to play with someone, because that's what the rules of the ouija board say.
1. Don't play alone.
2. Don't play in a graveyard.
3. Always say Goodbye.
So, Hazel went around and asked sisters to play. But each one had an excuse.
Hannah and Harley were texting their boyfriends, ones that Daddy had no clue about.
Helga was busy thinking of ways to ask Daddy for a Who-Phone.
Hildegard was painting her newest "masterpiece": a painting of a tree outside their house.
Holly and Hilda were playing a board game called "Who-Rescue", and the ten year old twins told their 7 year old sister to "find spooks with one of the younger kids".
But Hazel would rather pluck every strand of fur than play with "babies".
So, she decided to play with the sister that she knew would play with her, Honey.
But Honey was the polar opposite of Hazel, despite the fact that Honey was 6 months older than her.
And because Honey was 8 and Hazel would be turning 8 in a few months, Honey treated Hazel like she was 2 and still wearing pull-ups.
Playing with Honey wasn't a lot of fun, but she had no other option.
"Come on, Honey, let's play." Hazel begrudgingly said as she set up her board.
She took out her plastic planchett and they began.
"Spirits here, speak only true, spirits near we call to you." Both said as they moved the planchett in a circle.
"Hello, is there anyone here?" Hazel asked.
No answer from the board.
"Can you tell us something?"
Suddenly, the planchett moved.
"Honey, are you moving the planchett?" Hazel asked.
"No." Honey said.
"T."
"H."
"I."
"S."
"This?" Hazel asked.
"This what?" Honey asked.
The planchett moved.
"S."
"U."
"C."
"K."
Hazel glared at her sister as the planchett moved back to the S.
"Sucks." Honey smirked.
"'This sucks'? Seriously, Honey! You can't move the planchett! That's not how you play!" Hazel argued.
"Well, this game is boring! I'm going to find something else to do." Honey said as she got up.
"Wait, you have to say goodbye!" Hazel said.
"You do it, freak!"
Hazel's jaw dropped, she moved the planchett to the Goodbye part of tbe board before she got up and began to chase Honey out of the bedroom and before the girls began fighting.
"You're such a baby!" Honey said as she pushed her sister.
"Don't call me that! You'll anger the spirits!" Hazel said as she pulled Honey's honey-colored hair.
"Ow! Let go of my hair, squirt!"
"No!"
"MO-OO-OO-OO-OOM!" Honey yelled.
Sally came rushing with J. J. in her arms, completely oblivious to what was happening.
"Hey! Break it up! Break it up!" She said as she put a hand between the girls and managed to grab Hazel's arm. She pulled her hazelnut-colored daughter away from Honey.
"What is going on?" Sally demanded.
"Honey isn't playing fair! She was moving the planchett and said my game sucks!" Hazel felt a fire of fury build up as she glared at Honey.
"Her game does suck, mom! And she pulled my hair!" Honey defended herself.
"You didn't say goodbye! That's in the rules! Isn't it, mom?" Hazel was now defending herself.
Sally listened to both daughters and she didn't know who was at fault. It would be unfair for Honey if only she was punished. It would be unfair for Hazel if only she was punished. They would think neither was at fault if neither one was punished.
So, she did the only thing she knew would work.
"I think you both should go to separate time outs."
Both of her daughters groaned.
"Honey, you go stand in the corner of the living room. Hazel, you go stand in the corner of the foyer."
Hazel and Honey obeyed and went to their respective corners.
Sally set a timer on her phone for 10 minutes.
She walked between the living room and the foyer to make sure Hazel and Honey stared at the wall.
A cheerful beep rang from her phone when the time was up.
"Honey and Hazel, come here." She ordered.
Two grumpy girls reported to her.
"Honey, that was mean of you to call your sister's game "sucky", you're older, you should know better. And Hazel, it was mean of you to pull your sister's hair. You know better than to do that."
Now both girls felt bad for being told off.
"Give each other a hug and say you're sorry." She ordered.
Neither of them were willing to do that, they would've rather have died than hug their sister. But if they didn't, Mom would ground them, and neither one of them wanted that, so they held back what they really wanted to say, and instead turned and hugged each other.
"Sorry, Honey." Hazel said.
"Sorry, Hazel." Honey said.
"Thank you, you two. Now go back to playing, and I better not hear anymore fighting." Sally said, making her "I'm dead serious" face.
As the two girls walked away, Honey whispered to her sister so her mom wouldn't hear.
"You're dead, later."
Hazel retorted back. "Not if I catch you first."