《Hocus Pocus》Chapter 9: The Beacon
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Max threw open the door that lead to the kitchen, with Binx, Allison, Dani, and (Y/n) behind him.
"Mom? Dad?" He yelled, only to receive no answer.
"We got a new cat!" Dani announced. "Mom?"
"Well, I guess they're still partying. Come on in." He told Allison and (Y/n).
...
Dani was laying on Max's bed, and (Y/n) was laying next to her, while Binx drank some milk from a bowl on the ground.
"You're my kitty now. You'll have milk and tuna fish every day. And you'll only hunt mice for fun." She promised.
"You're going to turn me into one of those fat, useless, contented house cats." Binx realized.
Dani giggled. "You betcha."
Allison and Max chuckled lightly at the sight from where they were sitting. Allison wrapped a blanket around her shoulders, and leaned her head against Max's chest.
"You know Binx, I'll always take care of you. My children will take care of you, too. And their children after that. And theirs after that. Forever, and ever...and ever..." Dani said, as she slowly drifted off to sleep.
Max and Allison had drifted off too, and not long after that, (Y/n) did as well, finally relaxing, not having to worry about the Sanderson Siblings hunting them down for the spell book.
...
Or so they thought...
The green smoke from the school chimney got sucked back into the school and the kiln. The door to the kiln fell right off its hinges and Winnie, Mary and Sarah trudged out of it, coughing.
"Hello. I want my book." Winnie said, before repeating the sentence in French, like the tape did.
"And, I want my (Y/n)." He added, and he said that in French too.
Mary and Sarah just stood behind him, coughing and patting themselves down.
...
"Wanna smash some pumpkins?" Jay asked.
"No." Ice replied.
The two boys were sitting on a car in front of a house they TP'd.
"You wanna look in windows and watch babes undress?" Jay asked.
"It's 3:00, they're undressed already." Ice pointed out.
"Well then you think of something." Jay snapped.
"I don't feel so good." Ice snapped back.
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"Cause you're eating too much candy, you oinker."
Behind them, the three Sanderson Siblings walked by, and Mary knelt down by Ice's foot and sniffed his shoe.
"Yo, witch! Get your face out of my shoe!" Ice barked.
Mary looked up at him, and realized her mistake. "Wrong boy. Sorry Winnie."
Winnie flicked her in the back of the head and growled in frustration.
"Why, why, why was I cursed with such idiot sister?" He whined.
"Just lucky I guess." Sarah shrugged.
"We're wasting time. I need to find my book, and (Y/n)." Winnie urged.
"Ooh. (Y/n), huh? We know her." Jay announced, playfully nudging Ice.
Winnie's eyes widened. "You do?"
"Oh, yeah. She's hot. But uh, if you're looking for her to ask her out, don't bother. She's ours." Ice bragged.
Winnie's eyes turned icy, and his face was stone.
"Is she now?" He asked dangerously.
"You wouldn't have a shot with a babe like her. She's already so into us." Jay laughed.
"Oh...really?" Winnie stalked towards them, and a sinister smile crept into his face.
...
Next thing Jay and Ice knew, they were locked in cages hanging from the ceiling at the Sanderson home, quietly sobbing.
"We haven't much time left. We shall have to make the potion from memory." Winnie concluded.
"Hey, let us out of here." Jay whined.
"We're really sorry." Ice apologized.
"We lied about (Y/n) being ours, you can have her if you want!" Jay added.
"She's already mine! She's been mine for over 300 years! Now quiet! I need to think." Winnie snapped.
He began pacing around the room racking his brain for the spell. "Remember, remember.
"Remember, Winnie, remember. Remember Winnie, remember." Mary and Sarah chanted.
"Now I remember!" Winnie announced. "I was here. The book was there. (Y/n) was over there, looking stunning as always." He added.
"You, Mary, you were here. Sarah, you were in the back, dancing idiotically." He instructed, and his sisters went to there spots.
"And the book said...I remember it like it was yesterday. Oil of boil and a dead man's nose."
"Dead man's toes!" Sarah yelled.
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"He's trying to concentrate!" Mary silenced her.
"No, his thumbs...or was it his gums...?"
"I don't know."
"A dead man's buns?"
"Dead man's buns? Sounds like..."
"Mums?"
"Mums. Funs. Funs."
"Chungs...?"
"...There's no such thing as chungs."
"You're right..."
"I am? I'm right?"
"It's no use. I don't remember the ingredients." He panicked. "I...I need my (Y/n)...she was always so good at making me feel calm...and I need my book!" Winnie wailed as he stormed off, Mary following after him.
Sarah grabbed the bottom of Jay's cage and started spinning him around.
"Aaahh!!! I'm gonna puke!" He screamed.
...
Winnie threw open a window and stuck his head out.
"Book! Come home, or make thy self known! Lead me to you and my (Y/n)!" Winnie shouted into the night.
...
Book's eye opened and glanced around. To its left, Max and Allison were cuddled up together, but started shifting around, and waking up.
It closed its eye, once they both woke up, and Max and Allison sleepily smiled at each other.
"Hi." Max greeted.
"Hi." Allison greeted back.
She sat up and grabbed Max's clock and her eyes widened. "Oh my god. It's 5:00. My parents are gonna kill me. I should go."
She got up and grabbed her sweater, putting it on.
"I wish you could stay." Max confessed.
Allison smiled at him, before glancing at Dani, (Y/n) and Binx, who were sleeping in Max's bed.
"Poor Binx. Poor (Y/n)." She sighed.
"Yeah." Max agreed. We owe them a lot. Especially since...you know, we torched (Y/n)'s boyfriend..." Max said awkwardly.
"Yeah..."
"Well, I don't know how we can help (Y/n), but maybe there's someway we can help Binx?" Max suggested.
"The book? The witches used it to put the spell on him. Maybe there's a way in here to take it off." Allison sat next to Max and picked the book up and placed it on her lap.
"I don't know, Binx told us not to open it." Max reminded her.
"Well, the witches are dead. What harm could it do?" Allison reasoned.
"Well, be careful." Max warned.
"I will. Hold my hand?" She asked.
Max grabbed her hand as she opened the book. As soon as she did, a beam of gold light shot up from their house into the sky, seemingly invisible to Max and Allison.
...
"Winnie, do you wanna hit me? Would that cheer you up?" Mary offered to a depressed Winnie.
"This is the end." Winnie whined dramatically..
"Okay."
"We are doomed. I feel the icy breath of death upon my neck."
Mary lifted Winnie's feet up and began fanning him.
"And I never got to spend one last moment with my beautiful (Y/n). I never got to tell her that I loved her. Never got to kiss her sweet lips one last time." Winnie moaned.
"Mary? Take me to the window." Winnie requested.
"What?"
"I wish to say goodbye."
"Yes Winnie."
Mary grabbed his hand and helped him stand up and gobble to the window.
"Goodbye."
"Bye-bye."
"Goodbye cruel world." Winnie cried
"Bye-bye cruel world."
"Goodbye to life."
"Bye-bye life."
"Goodbye (Y/n). Goodbye."
"Bye-bye (Y/n)."
Winnie made it to the window and looked out into the distance.
"Goodbye to all that." He declared.
"To all that." Mary repeated.
Winnie's sorrowful expression turned to a curious one, and then to a hopeful one.
"Sister! Observe!" He pointed in the distance to the beam of light from the book. "They opened it! Ha ha! Just when our time was running out. Come, we fly!" Winnie declared.
"We fly! On what do we fly?" Mary asked.
...
Sarah opened a closet and the three siblings saw some janitorial supplies in there.
...
Winnie exited the cottage holding a regular old broom and held it up, dramatically.
"Into the night!" He declared, as he sat on the broom and flew off.
Sarah exited the cottage shortly after, and used a mop as her broom while Mary came out with a vacuum.
They all laughed as they flew across the sky, towards the beacon of light that would take them to Book, and their immortality.
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