"Hey. " Sabrina called as she walked into the living room of her new house the next day.
"How was school?" her Aunt Hilda asked, looking up from the soap opera on TV.
"It was okay. I have homework, though. "
"Are you listening to my warning, Sabrina?" Zelda asked in her nagging tone.
"Yes, Aunt Zelda. I haven't used any of my magic!" the half-mortal lied, smiling sweetly.
"Hold it. I know that smile, Sabrina. How much have you used?"
"None!" Sabrina insisted. Zelda glared at her niece. "Okay. I cast a spell that healed a sprained ankle my friend got in gym today. Ya happy?"
"No, because you broke your promise. Yes because you told the truth. I'm glad you've made friends already, Sabrina. "
"Yeah. That's pretty fast! Any cute guys "friends"?" Hilda inquired.
"Speaking of friends, is it okay if they come over tonight?" Sabrina asked hopefully.
"How many are there?"
"Uh. 1-2-3. . . 5. Buffy, Willow, Xander, Oz and Angel. Is it okay?"
"I suppose so. As long as they don't make a mess, they don't touch any of the magic things and you don't show them your powers. " Zelda warned.
"Does that mean I can't talk? This sucks!" Salem complained. The three witches gave him looks. "What? You try not talking for an hour!"
Sabrina rolled her eyes, then turned back to her aunts. "Thanks you guys! They said they'd be here around 6 or 7. I'll be in my room. Call me when they do?"
"Alright. I get to check out the guys first, though!" Hilda called up the stairs as Sabrina ran up and disappeared into her room.
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"Wow, and I thought the mansion looked weird! Are those windows stain-glass?. . . " Xander joked as he, Buffy, Angel, Oz and Willow walked to the porch of the Spellman's white two story victorian home.
"I don't remember this ever being here before, do you guys?" Oz asked, looking it over.
"Oh well. Come on, Sabrina's expecting us. See? There she is there. " Buffy pointed to the window above them where a girl was waving at them. The five walked to the door and Buffy knocked. It was soon answered by two ladies, both with blonde hair. One had straight and one's was more curly.
"Yes?" asked the one with straight hair.
"Uh, hi. We're Sabrina's friends, and-" Buffy was cut off as the witch came bounding down the stairs.
"Hey, guys! You're here! Great, come on in!" the two ladies watched as the four teenagers and the vampire walked through the door. "Oh, I'm so stupid. Guys, these are my aunts, Hilda and Zelda, and my cat Salem. " Sabrina introduced.
"Hi. " Hilda greeted, closing the door.
"Hello. "
"Wel-uh-meow!" Salem started.
"Aunt Hilda, Aunt Zelda, these are my friends:Xander, Oz, Willow, Angel and Buffy. " the witch concluded, pointing them out. They all said their simutainous greetings then went upstairs at Sabrina's suggestion.
Zelda pulled Sabrina back as she was about to follow them and took her into the living room.
"What!?"
"I want you to be careful around those teenagers. Especally that Angel boy. He doesn't feel. . . right. There's something about him. "
"Yeah, but damn is he cute!" Hilda chimmed in.
"Can I go now?" Sabrina asked impatiently.
"Fine. Go. " Sabrina dashed up the stairs as fast as she could. Zelda turned to Salem. "Salem, I want you to stay outside her door listening to what they say, okay? Hilda and I have to go to the Other Realm to take care of some paper work. "
"Snooping is my middle name! What's in it for me, though?"
"Um. . . I'll get those extra-soft, extra lemon scented dryer sheets if you do. " Zelda replied.
"Ooh! Extra lemon!" With that, Salem dashed up the stairs after the witch.
"I always thought his middle name was 'Samuel'. " quipped Hilda as she and Zelda disappeared through the downstairs portal to the Other Realm.
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"What was that?" Xander asked, looking up as a thunder clap rocked the house.
"Probably just my aunts going to the Other Realm. " Sabrina explained, turning back to a spellbound Willow, who was leafing through Sabrina's spell-book.
"Wow. Wow. Wow! Look, it's President Washington!" Willow exclaimed, pointing at the portrait of the first president.
"Hello, Willow. " the picture greeted, turning it's head. Willow's eyes went wide, then the presedent went back to his original position
"W-wow. "
"Hey, Sabrina. What's this?" Buffy asked, holding up a large, jewel encrusted magnifying glass.
"It's an acient witch artifact called a 'magnifying glass'!" Xander quipped.
"No Xander! I thought it was a Twinkie dispenser!" Buffy shot back sarcasticly. "I meant what does it do? It's gotta have special powers, or something. "
"It's my magic magnifier, here. " Sabrina took it, walked to her magic book, flipped to a map, and poised the magnifier over South America. It zoomed several times till it stopped on a lady, dusting away at rock and covered in clay and mud. "See? That's my mom!"
"Is she, like a witch too?" Oz asked, looking closer.
"No. My dad is. "
"Why isn't she here?" Buffy asked.
"Well. . . She's an archiologist, and technicly, I can't see her till I discover the family secret and get my witches' lisence, or. . . she'll turn to goo. " Sabrina explained, putting the magnifier down and closing the book.
"Ooh. That's bad, especally at family reunions!" Xander quipped, again.
"Angel, why have you been so quiet?" Sabrina inquired of the gazing vampire.
"I don't know. I just, like to look at all this stuff. What's in here?" Angel opened the closet door, which sprung open and covered him with clothes and other assorted things. A small grey ball bounced out and rolled under the bed.
"Oh great. " Sabrina muttered, helping dig out Angel. When he was free of the various dusty fabrics, the witch apologized. "I should have warned you, I don't clean my closet on a regular basis. . . Sorry!"
"It's okay. " Angel took time to dust himself off as Sabrina conjured the clothes back into the closet and the others commensed looking around.
"Does anyone smell sardines?" Oz asked, sniffing around.
"Sardines? Where?" called a voice from the door. Everyone spun around to see Salem in the doorway, sniffing around like the werewolf. The cat darted under Sabrina's bed, and came out minutes later with the grey ball.
"Whoa that thing reeks!" Xander proclaimed, holding his nose. Salem started licking the ball until Sabrina took it away.
"Hey! That's got old tuna on it!" Salem sobbed.
"That's where my time-ball went!"
"Your what?" Buffy inquired.
"My time-ball. "
"Let's see?" Xander asked. Sabrina threw it to him, and he started throwing it between both hands. "How does it work?"
"You think of a decade, and there you are. "
"Cool! Okay. The. . . 40's!" There was a bright flash of light, and both the boys, plus Angel, were dressed in army attire and Buffy, Willow and Sabrina were dressed in knee-high flowered dresses. Salem was also dressed in army attire, and had a cat-sized rifle across his back.
"Yes! Now I can defeat the Germans, and take over Hitler's position as Ruler of the World!" Salem ran out, cackling maniacally.
"What was that!?" Buffy demanded.
"Xander held the time-ball, and thought of the 40's. So here we are. I guess he was thinking of World War II, too. . . " Willow explained, looking around.
"Woo-hoo! Come on men, we ship out tonight!" Xander commanded, marching to the door. Angel shut it and stood in front, arms crossed. Xander turned around, marched back to where he was, and haulted.
"Here's the time-ball. . . " Sabrina held it up, closed her eyes, and there was another flash. Then everyone was dressed as they should, and the calendar on the wall read: 1999. "Good. Where's Salem?" everyone shrugged. Then the doorbell rang. Angel opened the door, and froze.
"What is it, Angel?" Willow asked, getting frightened.
"Buffy, come on. Bring your slayer stuff, too. " Angel commanded, his voice slurred.
"Generaly, that means a couple stupid vamps are going door-to-door. We'll be right back. " Buffy grabbed the bag she'd brung, and followed Angel down the stairs. The remaining four walked over to the window, and saw five figures gathered below. There was a girl with red hair in front, they couldn't see her face. The other four were male, with tight white tank-tops covering their chests, their muscles bulging. One looked up, and the four upstairs caught a glimpse of fangs and yellow eyes.
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