See what I did there? Dur hur hur.

Sorry if it seems rushed - it's a busy week this week.

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12/10/10 – In Witch I Make a Witty Pun

Witch Ember ducked behind a corner as I indiscriminately fired the particle beam in her general direction, laughing insanely. Sandy rolled her eyes and fired a rocket at the witch, who jumped out of the way. Unfortunately, she jumped into Spongebob's trunk, and was thrown twenty-five metres down the street.

If you've just joined us, I'd recommend going back to the 'shot on the sixth. Otherwise, that sentence will sound like I was on drugs.

Linkara walked over, looking confused.

"What the heck is going on here?" he demanded.

"Oh, we're just fighting a witch duplicate of Ember," I replied, "As you can see, Spongebob's become able to transform into animals, Sandy's turned into a transformer and I am carrying a particle beam. Same old, same old."

"Ooooo…K then," said Linkara, slowly, "What did you do this time?"

"Tried to scam a witch," I shrugged, "Now, if you'll excuse me."

I aimed the particle beam at Witch Ember. It promptly clicked uselessly.

"Aw crap, I'm out of ammo!" I cursed.

"Ammo? It's a particle beam!" snapped Linkara.

"Yeah, I don't really get it either."

Witch Ember dusted herself off, and glared at us. Her eyes looked like they were on fire.

"Ok, dipsticks," she snarled, "No more Ms. Nice Girl."

She raised her hands, forming a ball of flame above her head.

We stared for a few seconds.

"This is gonna suck," sighed Sandy, at last.

Witch Ember held her palms out, releasing the ball of flame towards Spongebob and Sandy. Both were enveloped by the fireball. When the flames dissipated, they were back to normal, if a little dizzy.

There was a short silence.

"RUN AWAY!" yelled Spongebob, at last.

We bolted down the street, me dragging Linkara with us.

"Can't we have it easy for once?" sighed Sandy, "Just once?"

"Evidently not," I replied.

We ducked into another store (this one sold tools), ran into the basement and locked the door.

"Well, we're in the basement again," I sighed, "What do we do?"

"Wait until she gets bored and goes away?" shrugged Spongebob.

"She's a demonic witch," replied Linkara, "They don't tend to get bored."

"Maybe if we run like hell, we can get home," I mused, "I've got something there…works well against demons."

"Have we got any other choice?" sighed Sandy.

"No," replied Linkara, pulling out his magic gun, "Get ready to run."

(INSERT BENNY HILL THEME HERE.)

We kicked open the door (knocking Witch Ember out of the way in the process) and began running down the street, the witch in hot pursuit. She threw balls of magic at us indiscriminately.

We jumped into a taxi that happened to be parked nearby, and I paid the driver (who just happened to be Hugh Neutron) to floor it. Witch Ember jumped on a broom and flew above the town.

Lighting erupted from her hands, slamming across the city like…lighting, I guess.

"What's she doing?" I asked.

"I don't know, maybe she's just an awful shot," shrugged Linkara.

"Or maybe she's casting a spell on the whole city," rebutted Sandy.

We thought for a second.

"Nah!" me, Spongebob and Hugh grinned.

We pulled up at the door to my house and ran inside. Running into the review room, I rifled through my drawer as Linkara, Spongebob and Sandy took guard at the door. Hugh, meanwhile, sat in the cab and sung the theme to Duck Tales.

I grinned as I pulled out my secret weapon.

"M1928 Anti-Daemon Thompson Sub-Machine Gun," I grinned, "The Anti-Magic Tommy Gun."

I whistled as I walked over to the door.

"OK, guys, I figure we're…"

I stopped.

Spongebob, Sandy and Linkara were staring, wide-eyed, out the window. A crowd had assembled in front of my house. All of them had one thing in common.

Every one of them was an exact duplicate of Ember. There were doctor Embers, police Embers, any profession you could name.

"Oh my god," gasped Linkara.

"Yeah…this would get hundreds of hits on DeviantArt," I agreed.

There was a cackle, and Witch Ember landed her broom in front of the crowd.

"I figured I couldn't follow you everywhere," she grinned, "So I brought 'me' to everyone in town."

"So you ripped off the Master," growled Linkara, "It doesn't matter. We've got a secret weapon."

I waved the Anti-Magic Tommy Gun at the crowd.

"You think that'll save you from a whole crowd of me?" chuckled Witch Ember.

"No," replied Sandy, "But if we destroy you, the spell is broken!"

"How do you know that?" demanded Witch Ember.

"It's written on a post-it note on your broom," replied Spongebob.

Witch Ember groaned as she ripped off the note.

"This is your last chance, Witchy McLain," I snapped, "Back down, or I use force."

Witch Ember looked at me for a bit, and then chuckled evilly.

"Well, baby pop, you came here wanting to find a witch," she began, "But you didn't expect to be facing…"

She began to glow, as did the entire crowd of copies. They turned into light and began to combine. We watched in horror as they formed into a single body, a single Witch Ember, ten times her normal size and towering over my house like a…really big person.

"…A GOD! …ess," she finished, before giving an evil cackle.

"Funk and Wagnall!" exclaimed Linkara.

"That is one mighty big witch," gulped Sandy.

"What do we do?" gasped Spongebob.

"She's hot!" I blurted.

The other three gave me strange looks.

"…err, I mean, this is terrible…yes," I nodded, scratching my head.

To Be Continued?