5

There was a burst of exploding air in the living room, and two Sabrinas appeared in the disappearing smoke and dissipating ethereal matter. One of them was in a sweater and blue jeans, the other in the leather jacket, t-shirt and denim skirt, but other than that, they looked identical. Zelda looked into the living room from the dining room, and Hilda was cutting through the room after coming down the stairs from her bedroom.

"Oh, good, you found her… him." Zelda caught herself and held up the anti-potion. "Hold him as I pour this down his…"

"It's too late…" Sabrina wandered disinterestedly into the house past her Aunt Hilda.

"What do mean it's too late?" Hilda asked. Sabrina strolled back and waved her hand in front of William's face. His face as Sabrina… it was empty, emotionless and trapped in a blank fugue state unaware of what was going on in front of him. Zelda snapped her fingers. Hilda clapped her hands before him.

"He's gone…" Sabrina started wandering off again.

"What do you mean gone?" Zelda reacted with alarm.

"Gone…." Sabrina dropped face first into the sofa emotionally spent. "I think he's had a complete mental breakdown. There's a new personality taking over."

"What?" Hilda looked to Sabrina and back to William as Sabrina. "William!" She snapped her fingers and tried slapping his face. "Wake up! Sabrina wants to marry you!"

"I tried that…" Sabrina mumbled worriedly distraught. "I even tried telling him I was pregnant with his baby."

"William, you get back here right now!" Zelda tried ordering him out from that pretty blonde head.

"Try Samantha…." Sabrina mumbled in defeat from the sofa.

"Samantha?"

"Hi, Aunt Hilda…" William lit up with a creepy little grin. "Hi, Aunt Zelda…" Samantha was awkwardly taking over and breaking through the fugue state and taking control of the person who once was seventeen-year-old Westbridge High School student William Nathaniel Samms and the son of Monica Winslet-Samms, the ex-wife of Captain Charles "Chip" Samms of the Fifth North Carolina Regiment near Wilmington, North Carolina. Maybe they could send him home as he was, and tell Monica she finally had the daughter she always wanted. "Is dinner ready?" Samantha wandered aimlessly to Sabrina on the sofa and dropped down next to her. "Sabrina took me from the Slicery before I could have pizza." She looked out with that same fugue state returning. Sabrina lifted her eyes up to her.

"Oh, shut up…" She mumbled.

Zelda's mouth was still hanging open in shock.

"You've got to be kidding me." Hilda was trying to accept it. "He's got to be the most fragile mortal we've ever had."

"Sabrina…" Zelda looked at her potion and palmed it trying to think. "What did you do to him?!"

"I told you…" Sabrina twisted herself around to sit next to her vacuous new twin sister. "I entered his dreams, I explored his memories… Nothing else." She looked at her mindless clone next to her on the sofa. "Let's stick him in a basket at his mother's front door and make a run for it."

"I'll get the basket!" Hilda started out.

"I'm doing what we should have done this morning." Zelda walked through the doors of the dining room, secured her vial at her potions and turned around to make an announcement. "We are calling Doctor Bombay."

"No, not him!" Hilda retaliated. "I can't stand that man."

"He knows more about treating witches and mortals than any other witch doctor."

"I wish you wouldn't call him that…" Hilda came up to face her sister. "Zelly, if you respect me at all…."

"From Timbuktu to Zimbabwe…" Zelda recalled the spell to summon the doctor.

"Crap!"

"I implore you, I beseech you." Zelda called out to the four mystic corners. "Come to me, come to me, Doctor Bombay!" There was a burst of mystical energy from the space in front of the fireplace, and Sabrina stopped balancing her head in her hand to leap to her feet. As Samantha, William didn't move at all as the friction of air molecules and cosmic debris resulted in smoke bursting around a large powerful figure of a man with a silver mustache and pure white hair wearing a doctor's surgical white uniform. He resembled Zeus without the beard; his powerful brown eyes sternly looked forward and his left hand firmly clutched a doctor's bag.

"I should have listened to my mother and retired when I had the chance!" He spoke with a loud British accent. "Okay, who's got what disease and how fast can I get out of here and back to my wife."

"How is Amelia?" Zelda knew his wife.

"Just fine…" Bombay lowered his voice. "She's got empty nest syndrome since the twins moved out. So…" He noticed the two Sabrina's on the sofa. "Well, this looks interesting. They look like book ends." He looked back to Zelda. "I'm in the mood for some Double-Mint gum." He started laughing at his humorous reference to a Seventies string of chewing gum commercials. Hilda rolled her eyes annoyingly at his dated material and folded her arms.

"Dr. Bombay…" Zelda cleared her throat. "This morning, this was once a boy from Sabrina's class at school and now…"

"He's seeing how the other half lives?" Bombay interrupted her with a wry grin and looked back to Sabrina's duplicate. "What kind of transmogrification spell was used?"

"It wasn't a transmogrification spell." Hilda added. "Sabrina used a dream spell during a full moon."

Bombay looked to Sabrina and back to her little problem – a classmate trapped somewhere in a duplicate body of her own.

"That doesn't make any sense." The master of the medical mystical arts spoke up with authority. "Dream spells do not transform mortal recipients into the spell-caster involved." He placed his bag on the coffee table, pulled a stool out of its mystical interior to sit before William then drew out a penlight to look for life inside his eyes as Sabrina to look for life. "What's the lad's name?"

"William." Hilda answered.

"William…" Bombay placed his light aside and lifted his head back after setting his light aside. "William! Speak to me here! Talk to me! William?! Listen, boy, I'm here to help you!" He clapped his hands loudly, but deep in that transformed body that resembled Sabrina, nothing stirred or responded. She blinked slowly and rarely, but her gaze never changed and just kept staring forward and through Bombay as if he wasn't there. Briefly looking into his eyes, Bombay clapped louder but stirred no response. "Are you sure he's in there?" He looked up to Zelda.

"Try Samantha…" Sabrina suggested.

"Samantha? Seriously?" He smirked for a light chuckle. "Boy, does this take me back…." Fidgeting on the stool and repositioning himself, Bombay shifted his weight on the stool and leaned closer to his patient.

"Samantha…"

"Aunt Zelda is dinner ready yet?" She lifted her head, speaking in Sabrina's voice with a terrified and confused look on her and glanced to Zelda. "I'm so hungry, and Sabrina wouldn't let me have any pizza." She looked to Sabrina. "But I did like meeting Valerie and Harvey…. They were both so nice to me…" She lowered her head again and disappeared into once more into her fugue state.

"Okay, I'm creeped out…" Hilda announced.

"Oh dear…"

"What is it?" Zelda wanted to know.

"Not yet…." Bombay took Samantha's hand and connected two wires from a device taken from his bag to her fingers and placed another device that resembled a tiara with lights on it to her head. Once in place, it began lighting up as one light floated back and forth reading her mind. Clicking a bunch of buttons on his brand new electronic mystical oscilloscope device for reading levels of mystical energy, he sat back up with a concerned scowl on his face.

"Samantha…" Bombay sat across from the new Sabrina. "Repeat after me… Wee Willie Warlock walked away with Wally Walrus down Willow Way."

"Wee Willie Warlock walked away with Wally Walrus down Willow Way." Samantha spoke without blinking.

"Again."

"Wee Willie Warlock walked away with Wally Walrus down Willow Way."

"Once more…"

"Wee Willie Warlock walked away with Wally Walrus down Willow Way."

"That's my favorite tongue twister." Bombay confided his secret to Zelda and started chortling again.

"Seriously…." Hilda gasped and postured impatiently. "How much longer do I have to hear his bad jokes?"

"Doctor…"

"Yes, seriously again…" Bombay cleared his throat and watched the blinking lights in the tiara slow down to one light bobbing back and forth before he removed it and put it back into his black bag. Reading mystical levels on his other device, he picked an orange foam ball out of his doctor's bag.

"Samantha, " He showed her the ball. "Watch what I do with the ball." He put it in his left hand, his right, tossed it up once, caught it, hid it behind his back and then brought it out hidden in one of his two hands curled before her into fists.

"Where's the ball?"

"Right here." Samantha produced it from her hand, and Sabrina shrieked silently and stepped back. Even Zelda was a bit unnerved by that. Checking his empty hands, Bombay's jaw dropped a bit shocked and surprised as he rose to compose himself. He gestured to Hilda and Zelda to speak in hushed tones. Sabrina looked at Samantha one last time and tried to get into their secret discussion.

"Okay, now I'm officially creeped out." Bombay confessed in a whisper. "Zelda, his mind has been erased. He's had a horrifying experience that pushed it out completely and is still re-writing it with Sabrina's memories."

"What?!" Sabrina shrieked out loud.

"Oh no…." Zelda had a horrifying though. "I gave him an Anti-Potion with an amnesia spell in it; did that do it?"

"The one with a bezoar?"

"Yes."

"That wouldn't have done it…" Bombay looked back to Samantha. "Likely his mind was already fracturing at that point from what was happening to him…" He turned to Hilda then to Sabrina. "Sabrina… what other spells have you done recently?"

"Well…" Sabrina thought for a second. "I've been drinking "Boy Brew" for the last three days."

"Aha!" The doctor had an epiphany. "That might have done it. You see, all witch potions stay in your system for at least twenty-four hours and when you entered his dream, you were leaving traces of it as well as your essence on it in him. Now, that and the fact it was a full moon…."

"But it was Boy Brew." Sabrina looked to William and back to Bombay. "Not Turn-into-Your-Favorite-Witch stew."

"Boy Brew has all the familiar ingredients of polyjuice potion except the one ingredient that turns you into who you're becoming, and your witchly DNA filled in that part. Congratulations, you've got a hundred and twenty pound young lady!"

"A hundred and twenty pounds?" Sabrina reacted.

"Okay, a hundred and ten pounds…"

"You can change him back? Right, doctor…." Hilda asked.

"No, I think not…." Bombay refused to try it. "His mind is gone. To change him back now would drive him stark raving mad." He shook his head. "It's much too dangerous, perhaps in a hundred, two hundred years…."

"A hundred to two hundred years!" Sabrina freaked. "What am I supposed to do with him now?!"

"Well…" Bombay was not used to being yelled at by a young witch of Sabrina's age. "I did hear a rumor you always wanted a twin sister."

"What?!" She was not adopting that clone as another relative.

"Mortals disappear and vanish from society all the time!" Bombay raised his voice. "He cannot be changed back! It's now time to make him… or in this case, her comfortable for the rest of his… now, her enchanted life." He recomposed Zelda. "I'm sorry, Zelda…" Bombay lowered his voice and retrieved his equipment and replaced it to his bag. "There's just not much more I can do…"

"Thank you, doctor…" Zelda and Hilda exchanged glances.

"Sabrina…" Hilda grinned. "Congratulations, you've now got that twin sister you never wanted."

"What?" Sabrina looked back to Samantha. "Why couldn't you have been in love with Valerie?"