Chapter 7

The Witches Next Plan

While Victoria and Mary were planning their next act of cruelty on the townspeople, their youngest sister solemnly gazed out of the window as she yearned for a normal life outside of the coven, especially from the eldest witch.

Suddenly, they heard a high-pitched cackle. Elvina looked up to the sky to see Daphne flying towards their cottage. She went to the door and opened it just as Blake flew into the house with Fred tied up with a cloth around his mouth.

"Welcome back, Daphne," she greeted in a friendly tone, however their latest addition just walked past her without saying a word.

She walked into the room where the other two were, using a spell to levitate the struggling Fred behind her.

"Hello, ladies," Daphne said.

"Daphne, you returned," Victoria said, looking up to see their newest witch.

"And you brought a hostage," Mary added as Elvina joined them in the room.

"Ladies, let me introduce you to my boyfriend, Fred Jones," Daphne introduced the bound man to the rest of the coven.

"It's nice to meet you," Elvina greeted with a warm smile, much to Fred's confusion, while Daphne rolled her eyes. Victoria and Mary glared at their kind-hearted sister who looked away in shame.

"Well, I must say he is a handsome young man," Victoria complimented.

"I can see why you snatched him for yourself," Mary greed as she scratched his chin must to his displeasure.

"Hands off, he's mine." Daphne slapped Mary's hand away. "If I see you touch him again then I'll turn you into a frog for stew." Fred was shocked by how violent and horrible she was acting.

"Alright, that's enough," Victoria reprimanded them. "Daphne, why is Fred here?"

"I thought it was time for someone else to be rescued," Daphne explained with a wicked grin.

"You mean that your "friends" might come to rescue him?"

"Most likely."

"You idiot, we can't have mortals find our home!"

"Well, how was I supposed to know that if you don't bother to tell me?" Daphne commented in a sarcastic tone. Victoria glared at the newest witch.

Elvina tried to keep the two from arguing. "Ok let's not get into a fight..."

"Quiet!" Victoria and Daphne yelled at her, causing her to back down in fear.

"We'll discuss this later, Daphne. Now put this man near the beds," Victoria ordered.

"Yes, Victoria." She didn't like being told what to do but she did like the idea of having Fred in the bed after she was done with her night's work. She took him to the far left side of the room.

"Wait here, Freddy," she ordered casting a hex that deafened him before walking away.

She joined the other witches in the conversation in planning their next move. Elvina offered her a worm muffin, which Daphne declined because she wasn't going to start eating disgusting food just because she was a witch.

"I'll take that," Mary accepted, snatching the revolting muffin from her sister.

"So, what's the plan?" Daphne asked.

"Well after that threat you gave Mary, I got the idea to turn the townspeople into frogs and then each week we take a few for a frog feast," Victoria explained with an evil smile that showed her rotten teeth.

"Ooh, it sounds perfect," Mary gleefully agreed.

"I don't think we should," Elvina piped in as she rescinded Fred's hex.

"Of course," the eldest sister said with an annoyed tone.

"Why don't we let Daphne decide," Mary offered.

Daphne thought for a moment. It did seem extreme to curse the whole town and making it into a feast, however, Victoria knew how to shift the deck in her favor.

"Well, what do you think we should do to them, 'Danger-Prone Daphne'?" the head witch asked.

Daphne's left eye twitched in annoyance, she still had to prove she wasn't the old helpless Daphne Blake. She had to prove that she was a true witch, no matter the cost.

"Let's make them frogs."

Fred's eyes widened that this was coming from his normally nice and sweet girlfriend.

"Excellent," Victoria said with a cruel chuckle.

"Ooh can't wait to have frog for dinner!" Mary said much to Fred's horror.

"Can't we just tease them instead?" Elvina asked.

"We're turning them into frogs and that's final you pathetic excuse for a witch," Daphne snapped at Elvina in a cruel and stern voice. She pocked her on the face, causing Elvina to cry.

Fred tried to yell "That's enough Daphne!" but the cloth prevented him from doing so.

Daphne turned to her coven, ignoring Fred. "So, what's the first thing we have to do?" she asked.

"Mary and I are going to get the ingredients to make the potion. You and Elvina and get everything ready for us." Victoria planned.

"Got it," Daphne said.

"Good," she responded as she and Mary got onto their broomsticks.

"We'll be back shortly," Mary informed them.

They flew into the air and let out a loud cackle. Daphne turned to the cauldron to get it ready while the youngest sister took a chance to change her mind.

"Daphne do you really want this I mean do you really want to be a witch?" Elvina asked.

"It's better than being 'Danger-Prone Daphne'," she explained in a bitter tone. "And don't try to convince me to go back to normal."

The other witch, seeing that she wasn't going to budge, quietly cast a spell to hinder Fred's hearing.

"Well, your boyfriend seems nice," she complimented.

"He is, and great fun, too."

"In what way?" Elvina innocently asked.

"It's private," Daphne said narrowing her eyes.

She looked away for a second before she spoke again. "Do you think he likes what you doing?"

"What do you mean?"

"Do you think he'll still want to be your boyfriend after everything you've done?"

"Of course he will."

"Are you sure?"

Daphne let out a frustrated groan as she picked up a few logs.

"If you won't talk to me then I'll be in town," Elvina grumbled on her way out of the cottage.