Chapter 2

"What do you mean it's gone?" Sabrina asked.

"It's not here, we always kept it on the podium in your room even after you moved into the dorm," Zelda explained.

Hilda nodded in agreement with Zelda. "Now I know it's Vesta she is notorious for taking other people's things without their permission."

"Wait a minute I think I know what's going on, "Zelda stated. Before she explained what she thought was going on she dashed out of Sabrina's old room.

Hilda and Sabrina glanced at each other and ran out of the room following behind Zelda.

Zelda made it down to the kitchen, "Salem have you spoken to the Other Realm social services counselor recently."

"Huh, me?" Salem asked.

Hilda and Sabrina stepped into the kitchen.

"Yes, you," Zelda answered folding her arms, "you're usually the only one home when she calls."

"What's going on?" Sabrina asked.

"Every century or so the social services department calls and checks up on how we have used magic, if they think we have misused magic they confiscate the magic book and magically shorts us, which you've just experienced," Zelda explained.

"That's right," Hilda agreed. "Well let's go there and explain to them that our magic hasn't been misused."

Zelda agreed, "But that doesn't excuse you from speaking with the counselor and not telling us about it, I'll get you later."

Salem buried his head in his paws.

"So I guess I'll just hang out here," Sabrina stated.

"Yeah we should be back shortly," Hilda added following Zelda up the stairs.

Zelda opened the linen closet door and entered.

"Wait they don't consider torturing Salem misusing magic, do they?" Hilda asked before entering the closet.

"Oh come on," Zelda insisted.

Hilda walked in closing the door behind her, causing lightning to flash and thunder to roar.

Hilda and Zelda appeared in a small office with a swirl of purple sparkles flying around them.

There was a woman dressed in a beige skirt with a beige shirt behind a desk filled with papers, "Oh the Spellmans what can I do for you?"

"Where are your seats?" Hilda asked looking around.

"Oh sorry," the woman apologized snapping her fingers causing two beige cushioned seats appearing a few feet away from her desk, "Just didn't want the furniture to get termites."

"We're here to ask you why do you think we have misused our magic somehow, our magic book is missing and our magic is shorted," Zelda explained.

"Hmm," the woman murmured typing some information into the computer. A few moments later the printer began printing out some information, "This is your receipt form from when I spoke to Salem Saberhagen."

Zelda reached for the paper and browsed it quickly, "Well if you don't think we've misused magic why did you short our magic and confiscate our magic book."

"We didn't according to our computer your magic hasn't been misused since your niece was casting inexact spells," the woman went on.

"I told you Zelda, it's Vesta," Hilda reminded.

Zelda glared at Hilda, "Thanks for your help." Zelda and Hilda opened the door and walked into the door.

Back the Spellman's Victorian house the linen closet flashed with lightning and rumbled with thunder.

"They're back," Sabrina stated reaching for the doorknob and opening it.

Hilda and Zelda walked out.

"What did you find out?" Sabrina asked.

"That it's Vesta not the Other Realm social services department," Hilda answered.

"So let's conjure her to the mortal realm and discuss this matter because I want my magic to be full again," Sabrina suggested.

"Slow down before we summon her here I think it would be nice to get her a birthday present," Zelda smiled.

"Zelda," groaned Hilda.

"All right," Zelda grumbled.

Then the linen closet flashed with lightning and cracked with thunder.

"Oh looks like she came without us conjuring her pleasurable butt here," Hilda stated.

"Aunt Hilda," Sabrina frowned reaching for the doorknob. Sabrina opened the linen closet door and gasped at what she saw.

To her surprise it wasn't Vesta it was...