WITCH

THREE

"Can't stop thinking about our new neighbor.
He's nice. He's waiting for someone."
Nan smiled as the witches all moved around the table to get food.
"Maybe he likes a little chocolate."
Queenie chuckled.
"It's hilarious to listen to you virgins get all hot and bothered."
Madison shared a laugh with Mickey as they took a seat.
"I'm not a virgin-"
"Yeah and I don't like dick."
Mickey chuckled as Nan rolled her eyes.
"I'm not. I get it on all the time, and guys find me hot."
Nan chuckled.
"Look at you, who'd have thought we'd have so much in common?"
Madison snorted as Mickey lightly bumped her arm, telling her to go easy. 
"So what's your story Queenie? Who was the first guy between your legs?"
Mickey rose an eyebrow at the girl.
"No one yet. She's a virgin."
Nan and Mickey shared a laugh.
"You're kidding, no way."
Mickey shook his head sarcastically.
"Oh shut up, I'm saving myself."
Queenie glared.
All the witches fell silent, a woman in a maids uniform walking into the room.
"You the bitch that blindsided me with a candle stick."
Queenie said, Mickey furrowing his eyebrows as he ran a hand through his blonde hair.
"How dare you open your mouth to me Negress."
The woman hissed.
"Hey, why don't you watch your mouth,"
Mickey shouted, standing from his seat.
"I may be a maid, but there are limits to my servitude."
"You best put that food down in front of me before I frisbee this plate at your head."
Queenie crossed her arms as she turned to face the woman.
"Put the food down."
Mickey stared down the woman.
She slowly walked over to Queenie, but instead of setting the plate down she threw it against the wall.
"Hey! What the hell is going on here?"
Fiona shouted, storming into the room.
"Miss. Aryan sisterhood came between Queenie and her food."
Madison mumbled.
"I will not stoop to serve her kind."
The woman gritted out.
"You know, Delphine, from now on you are going to be Queenie's personal slave."
Fiona grinned, Mickey smirking as well.
"And Queenie, you ask her to do whatever you need done, make your bed, scrub your toilet. I don't give a shit."
"Sweet."
Queenie laughed, both her and Mickey sitting back down.
"There's nothing I hate more then a racist."
Fiona hissed.
Mickey and Madison shared a grin, continuing to eat their breakfast without interruptions.

☾

"Why are we meeting the neighbor?"
Mickey sighed wiping his hands on his black jeans, a blue T-shirt that Madison picked out to match her dress sticking to his body.
"Because."
Madison grinned, Mickey rolling his eyes in return as she rang the doorbell.
"Welcome to the neighborhood."
Nan smiled holding out a cake to the man who opened the door.
"We're from next door. My name is Nan."
"Madison."
"Mickey."
The twins smirked simply.
"Thanks,"
The man smiled back to Nan.
"I'm Luke. Come in."
The witches slowly entered the house,
Mickey wanting to go home already.
"This looks amazing. Homemade?"
Luke asked Nan as he took the cake from her.
"I bake."
She nodded.
Mickey rolled his eyes, pouting like a child as Madison ignored him.
"The cake is just an excuse. I saw you moving in, you looked pretty good without a shirt."
Madison grinned.
"A shame I missed the party."
Mickey laughed, crossing his arms.
"Is this lemon?"
Luke asked, ignoring the twins.
Mickey's jaw fell agape as he threw his arms up.
Madison gave him a brief glare, telling her brother to calm down.
One thing Mickey hated was being ignored.
"Are you seriously ignoring me for dessert?"
Madison gaped at the man, Mickey looking just as angry from beside her.
"I get the feeling you're both used to being the center of attention."
Luke chuckled.
"This is Madison and Mickey Montgomery. They're famous."
Nan told him.
"Well we don't have TV or internet."
"What do you have some Flowers in the Attic, bullshit going on here?"
Mickey chuckled as he tried to hide his annoyance.
"Well is this the welcoming committee? And you brought baked goods."
A woman appeared in the doorway.
"Aren't you darling? Well we'd love to visit but we're running late for church. We'll take the cake to share."
The woman faked a smile.
"Church? It's not even Sunday."
Madison laughed, raising an eyebrow.
"It's bible study."
Luke shrugged.
"'It's bible study.'"
Mickey mocked, earning a shove in the ribs from Madison.
"You know that's all a crock of shit right? Why wait for a sweet happily ever after when you can have a piece right now?"
Madison grinned, picking up the knife to cut the cake.
The woman grabbed Madison's wrist trying to stop her from doing so.
"Don't touch her."
Mickey growled darkly, the woman immediately stopping.
The boy hid his shock as he realized he'd just figured out another power he had.
Madison moved her wrist, the knife burying itself into the wall.
"I forbid you to talk to my son, or to set foot in this house again."
"I didn't say anything!"
Nan protested.
"All of you get out of my house!"
The woman yelled.
The three witches went to leave, when suddenly the curtains on the windows went up in flames.
The Montgomery twins both having become more powerful then when they first entered the home.