She watched as some strange woman she'd never seen before walked in. It was a petite lady with porcelain white skin, wine red hair in huge, drill shaped pigtails, and a black and white Lolita dress. One thought came straight to Jennifer's mind upon seeing her. Goth girl. What was this girl doing intruding on her home like this? She knelt down so that her face was level with Jennifer's bulb-like face.
"Hello there, little thing," she said in the tone one would use when speaking to a baby or a small dog.
"Shll~urp!" Jennifer tried to yell at the goth, but only slurping noises.
"Ah! Tut-tut! Seems whoever put a curse on you took your tongue as well," the girl said with a sort of verbal shrug, "Not to worry, for Azalea of the Glendale Coven is here to rectify this wrong! I might not look it, but I am a bona-fide witch." She produces a simple wooden wand.
"SShlllu..fffshp!" Jennifer sucked and drooled at her.
"Right then, this shall do the trick!" Azalea said with a wave of the wand. With a flick, and a loud pop, sparks flew out of the wand's tip and landed on Jennifer. Suddenly...