On the way they walked, Susie's curiosity seemed to know no bounds. She asked Jar Guard about the jar convention and her duty in guarding the jars. "Do you have any idea of what is in the jar, Mil- I mean Jar Guard?" Susie inquired with a mixture of excitement and puzzlement.
Jar Guard took pride in her response, "Ever since I was born, my duty is to guard these jars of pink jelly. I have to make sure that nothing could get to them. I tried my very best to keep them from danger, perhaps if I do good enough, I will be recognized. Oh, do you know that there is also an official anthem for the convention?"
With a gleam in her eyes, Jar Guard imitated the tune and started singing the anthem with enthusiasm:
"It doesn't matter, what in your jars.
It only matters, matter how far
you're willing to go-"
Susie listened attentively to Jar Guard's words and even shared a surprising revelation with her.
"You know, Jar Guard, you look really like my younger sister, blue hair, unibrow. And you sounded like her also," Susie observed, a touch of nostalgia in her voice.
As Susie talked, Jar Guard listened to her carefully. Maybe that was why Susie kept calling her Mildred? Because she resembled her sister?
Susie continued, "Mildred was born with powerful magic, but it often overflowed. Despite all of the troubles we have, we still enjoy each other's company. We used to spend time playing until dinner, and we had so much fun."
Jar Guard couldn't help but admire the bond the two siblings shared. It was evident that they had a deep connection, filled with love and laughter. However, in Susie's words, she could feel that there was a sense of longing in her heart.
But she wanted to lighten up the atmosphere a bit, so she told Susie that, "Hopefully one day, I can meet Mildred! I hope her magic won't break my jars."
Much to her surprise, Susie looked at her with a concerned expression.
***
Soon, Jar Guard and Susie arrived at a quaint cabin perched on the hill. As they approached, the distant sound of singing reached Jar Guard's ears, blending beauty with a touch of sadness. She wondered if the anthem for the jar convention had changed or if the gathering held a different significance.
Upon reaching the cabin, Jar Guard's attention was drawn to a group of women sitting around a cauldron with a floating broomstick on it. The women seemed to be engrossed in their mystical activities. Susie, still under the impression that Jar Guard was her sister Mildred, eagerly introduced her to the coven.
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"Hey girls, look who's here! It's my sister, Mildred. But she seems to lose her memories. So I need your help to recover them," Susie announced with enthusiasm.
