Happy New Year, Witches and/or Monsters! Have a good one, but stay safe! no drunk flying x

"Hello. Fenella Feverfew," Introduced one head. "Delighted to meet you."

"and I'm Griselda Blackwood. Hi!" said the other, "Griz for short."

"Welcome to Cackles." They chorused offering out their hands. Mildred had to cross her arms over to shake them both at the same time! "How do you do?"

"Hi, I'm Mildred." Mildred offered timidly. "Mildred Hubble."

Had they not given different surnames or bluish skin, she might have thought they were not a 'monster' at all but just Siamese twins. Fenella and Griselda were both a taller than Millie, perhaps half a foot. And they stood not quite as wide as two individuals would be, but not as narrow as one person either. Mildred couldn't tell they were two heads sharing one body or if they were simply joined at the hip and sharing a skirt and a leg. There maybe a vague suggestion of linked arms under the double blouse, large gymslip and cardigan? But they had very different faces, hair and voices...

Never mind. Both girls seemed pleasant enough. If a little cheeky.

"Oh, we know, Mildred. Mildred Hubble." The brunette said, as the blonde winked, both faces splitting into twin Cheshire cat grins.

"Yeah, I think the whole school knows now." Mildred blushed.

"Oh, only those nearest the court yard actually saw the whole thing! Come on." The blonde smiled kindly as the brunette patted Mildred on the shoulder. "Like the teachers have said, we'll be looking after you while you settle in."

"Thanks Fenella."

"No I'm Gris. That's Fenella."

"Fenny, please." Fenny smiled over Mildred apologies for the mix up. "Relax it happens all the time. We'll show you to your room first I think?"

Around them students were splitting off in all different directions as they too were shown around.

"That was a smashing entrance by the way." Gris smiled and bent down to help with Mildred's mere luggage. Mildred's broom however gave up the ghost and fell apart at the splinter. "Woops. Quite literally."

Mildred could only try and not to get upset about a new broom in two bits on top of everything else. "I don't suppose you know a spell to fix it?"

"I'm sure it's nothing a bit of spell-o-tape can't fix." Fenny assured her as she and Gris examined it. "We'll get some from Mr Blossom for you later."

"Mr Blossom?"

The girls nodded, and Fenny summoned a candle to light their way as they set off up the stairs. "He was the zombie in the yard. Our handy man, Gardner-"

"Cleaner, mechanic," Gris joined in. "Ambassador of mankind to HB as all men must perish at her feet."

"What?!"

"Trap setter, mad inventor." Fenny continued as though Mildred hadn't squeaked. "He'll try anything he can turn his hands too. And he has a few of those to spare."

"Don't worry. He's harmless, just undead."

Mildred thought back. Mr Blossom hadn't gawked at her and was quite smiley for a zombie. not she'd ever seen one outside horror movies. He had sprouts and greenery in his body gaps for one thing. And he was missing one side of his face so maybe he hadn't seen most of her entrance.

"I see. and Miss Cackle. She was defiantly a ghost, right?" Mildred asked, still in a bit of a daze. And she was beginning to suspect that while not untruthful, Fenny and Gris seemed to find teasing her and telling slightly tall tales amusing.

"Headmistress and head ghost." they corrected.

"The one you flew though on the way to the bins."

"Oh Cripes."