As the two girls were chatting about returning home, the witch was watching them intently from the agic dimension. She hadn’t expected the little one to be able to push her away but, she was still prepared for any situation. So, as she fell in the fireplace, she quickly left her old body there and, in spirit form managed to sneak out of it.
It hadn’t been as easy as she had planned, nor as painless, but she had survived.
And was now planning revenge on those two pesky girls, watching them from the different dimension as they moved around in her house discussing on what to do.
The little one, Frankie, was basically mowing down everything in her path, still gobbling up anything edible she could let her hands on, while her sister tried valiantly to stop her.
“Frankie! Stop eating that couch! You’re going to be as big as a house if you don’t stop!”
“Aww…C’mon, Big Sis. Just a couple morsels more. The witch has gone, we’re free…I’m just celebrating…”
“Yeah…but you still need to change. You can’t go around in your…condition. Plus, we’ve got to get home before someone begins to worry about us.”
As Taylor reprimanded her little sister, Frankie kept munching on the furniture, adoring the taste of marzipan and mint-flavored sugar of it. She knew she had grown obese already and that she was in serious need for a diet but, since she was already this big, she thought to splurge a bit more.
‘Eh…What’s a few more pounds going to do since I’m already this big?’
Taylor instead was still freaking out. Not only the witch had almost got her, and her sister, but she also could have turned her Fat! It was a fate worse than death in the mind of the young gymnast-freak. Luckily her, not anymore so, little sister managed to save her from that fate by toppling that evil witch into the fireplace and so everything was surely going to return to normality.
Still, they had to get out of there. The sooner, the better…
‘Otherwise I’ll have to roll Frankie home…not to mention that of this house wouldn’t remain a single brick to show as proof to Mom if Frankie remains here…’
As the two girls kept debating, they suddenly remembered that, in the house with them, there was still the poor pie-girl who had warned them. Quickly they rushed through the house to see if they could do something to save her.
It was then, at that exact moment, that the witch decided to strike by….
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