Rock-a-Bye Witch Part 5
The first thing that Sabrina noticed when she came into the house was how quiet it was. "Yes! That awful baby is gone!" she cried just as Hilda came in in her pajamas. "So I see we're rid of our baby problem."
"No such luck," Hilda grumbled. "Stupid baby. Stupid sister."
"She isn't gone? Then why is it so quiet?" Sabrina asked as she followed Hilda to the couch and sat down beside her.
"Because Zelda and Willard decided to take the baby for a nice walk around the neighborhood so she can get some sun and fresh air. Never mind the fact that everyone will see them pretending to be parents. I'll never be able to show my face again!" Hilda moaned.
"Mr. Kraft met the baby and he didn't run away?"
"Oh, no. Stupid baby. She couldn't even do one thing right and scare him away for us. It seems that he likes her and she likes him. He was making funny faces and cooing at her. Totally embarrassing and of course Zelda loved the entire thing."
Sabrina cringed at that. She just hoped that Mr. Kraft's positive reaction to the baby didn't cause Aunt Zelda to start sizing him up as father material. That was the last thing they needed in their lives, a baby Kraft.
Just then the door came open and Willard and Zelda came in. Zelda was cuddling the baby while Mr. Kraft had his arms wrapped around his girlfriend. They were both gazing down adoringly at the baby in a way that made both Sabrina and Hilda cringe.
"That was so much fun," Zelda said as she smiled at Willard and the baby. "I can't believe that people thought that we were this little darling's parents."
"You know, for the first time, parenthood actually seems like it might be sort of nice," Willard whispered as he kissed Zelda's cheek.
"Let's get out of here," Hilda muttered. The two were so wrapped up in the baby and each other they hadn't even noticed that they had an audience.
"Good idea," Sabrina muttered as they pointed themselves upstairs. She couldn't believe the awful spectical that they had just been forced to witness. How could one baby cause so much trouble?