Well, it looks like our heros are about to face their greatest challenge as partners and parents as they go off to rescue their baby son. See if you can spot a very familar Looney tunes gag running through this chapter.

TALES OF THE HAUNTED MANSION: TWO MEN A BABY AND 999 GHOSTS PART FIVE By Steven Acevedo

"That's right," Wathel said. "Little Leota is a ghost who likes playing pranks every now and then just to annoy us ghosts as well as the humans"
"But there's no such thing as magic," Will responded. "And even if it was real what could it do for us?"
"Sez you, Wilma!" In stepped Steven the cast member wearing a red turtle neck sweater and a book under his arm.
"You two couldn't possibly get Madam Leota to cooperate with you. She's Little Leota's mom and one bad witchy wisp. I remember the last time I was here before Disney had this place rebuilt for the ghosts and I had to rescue some college buddies of mine," he said with an agitated look.
Holding out the book he placed it in Will's hands and opened it to the chapter on using spells and incantations.
"We can't do it on just anybody," Steven said to Will and Vince. "Guess you're as good as any choice here, Wathel"
"Now wait a minute"
"SIT, BOY!" Wathel sat on the floor like a puppy dog.

"OK." he said firmly. "First off you have to remember that magic is very unpredictable so you have to be very careful doing what I'm about to teach you two. There are two very important words you can use to subdue your opponents. The first is Abracadabra."

With those words a zipper appeared over Wathel's mouth. He had never felt so humiliated in his whole afterlife. His voice muffled tighter than a drum he began hopping around trying to scream out obscenties. He was ticked.

"The other word is one for transfiguration," Steven continued. "It's Hocus Pocus!"

With those words Wathel turned into a potted plant.

"Pretty cool," Will thought. "But what if your opponent tries to get the upper hand. Would a combination of these two phrases work just as well?"
"Hmmm. That's never been tried before," The Warlock said. "But why not. Give it a go, guys."

"Abracahocus!" Will said in a forceful tone.
Wathel became a mix of the potted plant with a zipper on its stem. It was so tight he looked like he was gasping for air.
"Help! I'm dying again!" he said between wheezes.
"Let me try," Vince said. "Pocuscadabra!"
The ghost became a bird with its beak on top of its head.
"Newport News!" Will shouted. Wathel became a three legged creature.
"You don't see too many Three legged Gaschlumpfs around," Steven said trying not to laugh.
"How about Walla Walla Washington?" Will then chanted.
Wathel was now a creature will a long snout, webbed feet with an airplane propeller for a tail.
"I have one," Vince said after Will. "Attaway Piscataway!"
Wathel had a look of indignation seeing he had become a furry yeti with strange inedible spours growing all over his body.

"OK. That's enough fun and games for now," Steven told them. He changed Wathel back to his abnormal self. A frog came out of his mouth and hopped into the darkness where the piano parlor was.
"Time to get on with the rescue."

To be continued...