They were held aloft in mid-air for a moment. Then two chairs flew up and they plopped into them seated across from each other. Madam Leota stared at both Will and Vince for a few minutes. She was rather amused by their frightened looks.
"You both have a very active imagination. That's good!" she said smugly.
"OK Leota! What's your game this time?" Steven said suspiciously.
"Don't look at me, you fiend," she barked out.
"So it's your daughter again. Where is that She-demoness?"
"Over here, Big Boy," Little Leota replied. A purple ghost draped with a cloak over her face floated above,
"You're such a pain, you know that?"
"Why don't you come over here and say tha...ERK!" Steven was wiggling his fingers in a magical gesture to choke her.
"Listen, you snippy little Ghost Toasty. I've no time for your tricks. If you don't produce the kid in five minutes"
"Let her go, you brute!" her mother said. "She didn't do it this time"
"Where's our Ben," Will said angrily.
"In the ballroom," Madam Leota said once Steven stopped using his magic to strangle her
daughter
.
Steven flew into the ballroom to comfirm what the medium in the crystal ball said.
"I see him. He's crawling around on the floor near the dancers," he said.
"Er...Would you mind letting us down, please?" Vince said timidly.
Madam Leota only had to blink once and Will and Vince were standing where Steven was.
Wathel on the other hand was trying to pick up Little Leota.
"Hey, Cutie. Wanna boogie on the dance floor?" he said.
She scrunched him up into a basketball and he bounced into the ballroom.
"I don't do old geezers, you jerk." she said.
Looking down below at the scene before them they couldn't believe their eyes. Dancers were waltzing to a ghostly refrain a mad organist was playing on a giant organ. Out of the organ pipes banshees and skull heads rose out, a birthday girl was trying to blow out candles on a cake and everyone at the dining table was appearing and dissapearing as she did so. Off to the far side they saw a short ghost trying to hit it off with a bust that was completely ignoring himon top of a fireplace mantle and the flaming green glow from the fire and an elderly woman reading a book. Somewhere below was their baby boy Ben.
"I see him. He crawled under the table on the ground floor," Vince said pointing to the baby.
"How are we going to save him?" Will asked.
"Simple. Go in and crash the party," Steven said. "But not as you are"
"What the"
He wiggled his fingers and both men gently floated into the floor below. As they were descending a strange sensation overtook them.
They were glowing and were transparent.
To be continued...
