"Sorry," Zelda called from inside the kitchen. Sabrina sighed and calmed her nerves. She descended the staircase and opened the door to the kitchen to make sure her aunts were still in one piece. As soon as she did, a singed black hairball ran out and toward the stairs.
"Save me, Sabrina!" he yelled. "She's trying to blow up the house." Sighing, Sabrina looked inside the kitchen.
She saw a tall lady in what used to be a lab coat, covered from head to foot in black soot. The only part not covered were the plastic rings of her goggles. Oblivious to the fact that the house was still trembling with the aftershocks of the explosion, she was focused on her work, measuring out chemicals.
"Aunt Zelda?" Sabrina questioned.
"Oh, hello Sabrina," Zelda didn't look up, but gestured a hello toward her niece.
"Any reason why the house almost exploded?" Sabrina vaguely wondered at the fact that most people would have been exaggerating with a comment such as that.
"Oh, I was just putting the finishing touches on this grounding potion, and I accidentally mixed the benzene chloroferazine with the methanol dichloride." She concentrated on a drop of some chemical, which she placed with an eyedropper into a green liquid. The potion turned a sickly purple. "There!" she exclaimed.
"Grounding potion?" Sabrina looked skeptically at the steaming concoction. Her aunt had never been wrong with her potions before, but there was always a first time, right?
"Yes. That horrible boy is supposed to be staying with us, and he keeps running out of the house and tormenting the mortals in the neighborhood. This potion should restrict him to the house for the week that he's here." Sabrina made a face of disgust. Her worst fears were true; of course they were. Any spawn of that little Lydia would have to be a little punk.
"Maybe we should just chain him to the couch," Sabrina suggested.
"Not a bad idea," Zelda admitted. "The only problem is going to be getting him to drink this potion."
"Give it to me, I'll force feed the little demon," Sabrina volunteered. Her aunt gave her a sideways look.
"I don't know if that's a very good idea," she said. Insulted at her aunt's lack of trust, Sabrina became even more determined to follow through on her offer.
"I'll just disguise it in some Kool-Aid." She zapped up a glass with a straw. Grabbing a ladle, she spooned the potion into the drink, which turned it a dark red. Then she opened the kitchen door and walked through the doorway. That's when she came face to face with the most gorgeous guy she had ever seen.
"Hello there, gorgeous," the man standing in front of her voiced, echoing the phrase she had said in her head moments earlier. "You must be Sabrina. I've heard SO much about you. I'm Drystan, Lydia's son. Can I help you with that drink?" Forgetting everything but her own name, Sabrina nodded and handed him the glass. "Please, join me, we can have a little chat," he crooned, sitting on the couch. He wore a leather jacket, obviously worn often, and had eyes the same purple color as a sunset. Raising a hand into the air, a red rose materialized in his palm. "I brought you this." He brushed the rose against Sabrina's nose, and then pressed it into her own hand. "So, beautiful, where have you been all my life?"
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Will Sabrina remember how to talk? Will we ever get back to Roxie & Miles? Why isn't Zelda jumping in here? Where's Hilda? This is why it's fun being the author. I know and you don't! ;-) Stay tuned for more!