Rock-a-Bye Witch Part 2
"Hilda, what's going on? What's making that awful noise?" Salem asked as he came padding down the hall. He had been taking a nap after shredding Hilda's best sweater when a horrible wailing had woke him up.
"Zelda's babysitting. I think that kid is broken or something. She won't stop crying!" Hilda muttered as she glared at Zelda's closed bedroom door. Exactly how long did Zelda expect her to put up with this?
"A baby? I think there was something in my sentencing that said I wasn't to share a house with babies! Awful things! They just love to pull tails and twist whiskers!" Salem cried as he started to head for the linen closet. "If anyone needs me, I'm running away from home!"
"Salem, get back here!" Hilda said as she pointed and the cat froze. "The Witches Council said you have to live here. You aren't allowed to run away. I'm sure that the baby will be gone soon."
Just then Zelda came out of her bedroom rocking the sobbing baby in her arms to try to soothe her. "Could you two please keep it down?" she said. "You're disturbing the baby."
"And what do you call what she's doing to us?" Hilda muttered. "What's wrong with that thing anyway?"
"I think she might be hungry. I've checked everything else. Hilda, could you point up a warm bottle for me? My hands are full right now," Zelda said as she headed back into her room.
"'Point up a warm bottle, Hilda.' Who does she think that I am, Mary Poppins?"