By Julie

“Did you get it!” Basil squealed the second the coven had stepped through the door. “Get what?” Luna said, still a bit dizzy from the day’s happenings. “The mind message I tried to send you! The one about how to compose a spell!” Her mind cleared. “Oh! Yes! It flashed before my eyes and I just read it and thought of a spell! I thought I’d imagined the whole thing!” Luna cried excitedly. “I sent that! I did it! I never thought that reading all of Midnight’s dusty old spell books would ever teach me anything, but today I finally remembered the witch message spell that I’d read about! Chapter sixteen of Ways of Witch Communication, second paragraph! I found it among all of the smoke paper and magic ink and leaf messages and found it interesting! And now it’s saved the coven!” Basil blurted quickly! “This spell!
“O Great Spirits, let me tell
“And cast a witchy witchy spell-
“Let this message travel from my sharp wit
“And in front of Luna, where she’ll find it!”
“And then I recited my message and Luna found it!
Everyone was very excited. Eve jumped up and down for joy, Dawn blushed and patted Little Dip and her hair at the same time, Midnight scratched Basil’s head like a cat’s affectionately, Misty looked rather surprised, and Mallory dropped her hat.
“O Great Spirits, let me tell
“And cast a yummy snacking spell-
“With cinnamon sugar and milk for her cat-
“Prepare for Basil wing of bat!” Eve chanted excitedly. “You deserve a treat, Luna! And Peg too!” Peg rubbed against Basil’s leg and licked at the dish of milk conjured on the floor before him. On the kitchen table sat what looked like a sugared piece of beef jerky. “Wing of bat?” Luna asked, confused. “Don’t you know? Most witches have a hankering for something witchy- you know, what the stories say they put in their brews and potions. I personally love mouse toes. Basil craves bat wings, and Mallory’s mouth starts to water at the thought of frog tongues. Don’t see what’s so great about them myself. They are all right with salt, though.” Dawn explained. Luna watched Basil hungrily gobble down the bat wing. “Has the aura given that to me, too?” she asked as she cringed at the sight of the last of the bat wing being eaten up. “Probably,” Midnight answered. “I’m in no hurry to discover it,” Luna said as Basil finally finished the wing. “Mmm,” she said, licking her lips. “I do love bat wings. Especially with cinnamon sugar. They’re quite sweet. Here, come on. There might be some left in the cabinet!” Basil tugged on Luna’s sleeve. “No thanks, I’ll pass,” Luna said, and sat down on the couch running her fingers through Leo.