CinderAmity

Godmother Eda

The carriage pulled the wicked trio away from the house and after a long moment of pin-drop silence, CinderAmity suddenly burst into tears and ran out of the house and into the backyard where she finally collapsed under an old tree, weeping her heart out. Moments later, she was joined by Ghost who tried her best to comfort her mistress.

"It's okay, Ghost. It's not your fault." She sniffled and scratched her palisman's ears. "I know you were only trying to help." She sighed in defeat as more tears streamed down her pale cheeks. "But it's no use."

"No use? That's quitter talk!" A familiar voice said.

CinderAmity and Ghost quickly shot up and looked around for the source of the voice. They paused and saw a hooded figure with an owl perched on their right shoulder approach them from the shadows. The pair backed away in fear before the figure removed their hood to reveal the face of the same woman from the night market. She had her gray hair braided and she was wearing a sleeveless red shirt, dark red leggings, and tall black boots.

"I-it's you, the woman from the market a few days ago." CinderAmity said through her tears.

"Yep. Name's Eda, by the way." The lady said as she helped the young witch to her feet. "Come on, don't be like that. Don't cry." Owlbert took out a hanky and gently dried CinderAmity's tears with it.

"But... but what are you doing here?" CinderAmity asked.

"I'm here to help you, Bossy Boots. I've beenkeeping an eye on you for a while, and I thought you could really use a hand,so to speak." She winked at Owlbert. "Think of me as a godmother of sorts."

"Godmother? Help me with what?"

"Getting to the Halloween Ball, duh! Don't you still wanna go?"

"Well... yeah I do, but my stepfather—"

"Ahp bap bap bap bap!" She wagged a finger. "You don't even need to say it. I already know what that monster did, but why don't we deal with him later? For now, let's focus on the task at hand. First and foremost..." She took a small bottle out of her bag; the liquid inside was lavender purple. "...we gotta do something about your hair. That green color isn't really doing you any favors." She smiled as her hook hand suddenly transformed into a pair of scissors. "But luckily for you, I have just the thing."

CinderAmity glanced at her hair, then at Eda. What does she have to lose at this point? So she agreed. Eda brushed, trimmed, and styled CinderAmity's hair like there was no tomorrow and by the time she was done, she looked like a different witch.

"So... how does it look?" She asked anxiously.

"Why don't you see for yourself?" Eda replied, holding up a mirror.

CinderAmity saw her reflection and was surprised. She had bangs and her hair was cut shorter, but the thing that really stood out was the new color. It was now lavender purple, nothing like the mint green it used to be. Her eyes lit up.

"I take it you like it?" Eda asked; she got a response in the form of a hug. "...That's a yes." They pulled apart. "Now that that's over with, we need to get you ready for that ball."

"But how? It's impossible." CinderAmity said.

"Impossible? Pfft, who says?" The Owl Lady scoffed. "Impossible things happen every day. I may have one arm and not have traditional magic, but I still have my own ways of doing things." She rummaged through her bag and took out another bottle before her right arm transformed into some kind of spraying device, like those used by gardeners to spray water or nutrients on their plants. She attached the bottle of potion to the sprayer. "No more talk, we have work to do. First of all, you'll need... a carriage."