Pitch: "Oh Willow dear, may I have a word with you"
A figure of a 15 year old girl entered his throne room. The had orange shaggy shoulder wearing a pumpkin-shaped hat, a orange sweater with black on the breast side, black ripped jeans, ankle-length black boots, and with a staff in her hand.
Willow: "Yes Uncle Pitch..." *leans against her staff boredly*
Pitch: "I have a task that I want you to do, You see...I won't be able to cause a little fear today, so I'm personally putting you in charge"
Willow gasp In surprise, He was actually putting her in charge of his fear job. She was getting excited for this.
Willow: "Really, y-your letting me in charge tonight..!" *bouncing up excitedly*
Pitch: "Yes, you've grown more mature enough to take over, take this...spread some bats and ghouls in a forest somewhere" *Handed her a potion* "And have...Fun.." *Grins, his voice got scary at the last part*
Willow: Of course Unc, you can count on me..! *grabbed a nearby broom and flew out a window into the misty evening*
Meanwhile...
Ivy: "now you take good care of that leg now." *Finishes wrapping bandages around a deer's leg
(Unfinished)