Author's Note: Sorry these are getting shorter, I'm battling school and writer's block to get these out.
"Salem get you're feet off the coffee table." Sabrina said as she passed through the living room.
Salem sighed and pulled his feet off the coffee table, watching as she headed upstairs before replacing them. He snuggled deep into the couch and glanced into the kitchen where Hilda and Edward were talking about what to do with him. The first item of buisness had sadly been clothes. Edward had simply pointed the second he was out of the book and Salem found himself in a pair of slacks and a dress shirt. Not his choice of fashion but he wasn't about to complain. They were discussing getting in touch with the Witches Council, but were unable to actually do so due to the fact that the council was out of session and any contact might result in getting them turned into newts. So Salem was currently a free kitty, er, human, until the Spellman's could reach the council to verify his humanity.
He reached over to the coffee table, grabbing a magazine off of the top and started flipping through it, not paying attention to the fact it was a copy of Witch Weekly, the premier magazine for the modern witch, as he listened to the kitchen conversation.
"I don't want him staying here," Edward said, looking up at his younger sister as he sipped the tea she had given him. "I don't want Sabrina around him."
"Sabrina has been around him for the eight years she as lived with us Ted, it's no like he's suddenly appeared out of no where."
"I know but now he's human, and a warlock again. He's able to influence her in ways he couldn't before." Edward said, sighing softly.
"I don't think he'll be able to influence her. She's twenty four now, an adult in her own right and quite a powerful witch to boot. If anything Salem would stay away from her if he has plans to attempt another world take over.'
"That's NOT what I'm worried about."
Hilda made a face at her brother. "Okay, that was a little more of a mental image then I wanted. Ew!"
They went back to their tea, Hilda still making a face.