Rocket Flights

and

Redheaded dangers

by Skytower 

131313 Dead end lane was a place shrouded in mystery. Subtle and well woven spells kept the existence of a mediaeval castle on the outskirts of Riverdale a secret. Those few that evaded the spells by accident saw only a run down house, and those fewer that saw the inhabitants of that house saw them only as harmless kooks. Which was the same way the Groovy Ghoolies viewed the people of Riverdale.

The main hall was a spacious drafty place, filled with spiders that industriously wove webs, lived in them for a time and then moved on to other areas of the castle, leaving the webs to become dust-gathering cobwebs. It was a mark of pride among the Ghoolies that no place had better cobwebs. From the main hall five stairwells dispersed to various corners of the castle. Two led upward, two led downward and one vanished into a dark swirl of smoky energy. A vortex that twisted space and time with an almost human moan. It was from this vortex that Della stepped, the birdcage holding the shrunken Betty and Veronica clutched in her hand.

"Wh-Where are we?" Betty asked.

"This is Horrible Hall." Said a slightly high pitched voice. The voice belonged to a tall thin man with slightly green skin, large blood red eyes and a flowing blue cape. He wore a pair of neatly pressed blue pants, a ruffled white shirt and a blue jacket. His blood red eyes seemed to glow as he gazed at Della. Bowing he took her hand and kissed it.

"And to what do I owe the honor of being graced with the most beautiful witch in the world?"

"Oh Drac." Della hissed. It was not a disapproving hiss. "I've no time to dally with you tonight." She held up the cage. "These two mortals attacked a witch. They attacked Sabrina."

"Did they now?" Drac said examining the two girls. "Now why would you do that?"

"It was a mistake." Veronica said quickly as she and Betty scrambled the far end of the cage and tried to hide their nudity as best they could.

"Something to do with Archie no doubt." Drac said.

"You know these girls?"

"We've met a time or two." Drac said. "But Sabrina always made sure they wouldn't remember me."

"She did!" Betty demanded.

"Be quiet." Della said giving the cage a shake.

"Well if you know them Drac you can think of the proper punishment for them."

"But Sabrina did punish us!" Veronica wailed.

"I said quiet!" Della snapped. With a quick move she tossed the cage into the air and spun it around, catching it before it hit the floor. Betty and Veronica wailed in terror as the world spun around them but quieted as the cage steadied.

"These two caught Sabrina, tied her up, stripped her, took pictures and even spanked her!" Della said.

"Mortals attacking a witch!" A new voice asked in horror. Betty and Veronica looked up to see a short round woman appear in the hall.

"Greetings Della." The woman said giving a slight bow.

"Greetings Hagatha." Della nodded.

"That sounded more like our last date." Drac said smiling at Della. He looked into Della's eyes and his own glowed with a dark blue light. "And wasn't that a lot of fun?"

"They not only attacked her they made her helpless." Della said sternly, though her eyes lingered on Drac. "She couldn't cast a spell."

"That is serious." The round woman said. She came closer and peered into the cage. Now that she was closer there was no way Betty or Veronica could describe the woman as anything but ugly. Hagatha had coarse orange hair that was tied in a loose bow. A big nose sat between small eyes and her skin was an un-healthy green color. A tooth was large enough to be seen even though her mouth was closed. The woman wore a blue dress with ruffled shoulders and a stained apron. "Where is Sabrina now."

"Taking a shower." Della said.

"She punished us!" Betty insisted.

"Not nearly enough." Della said. "She shrunk you down and spanked you, why in my day I would have turned you both into toads!"

"This younger generation." Drac sniffed.

"It's those two she's living with." Hagatha said. "Hilda and Zelda are just too soft on that girl."

"So I thought." Della said. "But before Sabrina went in for her shower she promised these two more punishment."

"She said 'Maybe'." Veronica protested before Betty could shush her.

Hagatha snorted.

"Hardly a threat."

"Which is why I brought them here." Della said. "I told Salem where I was going. If Sabrina comes here and tries to rescue these two then I'll see to it that Sabrina is stripped of her magic and sentenced to a mortal life."

"Sentenced to a mortal live without magic!" Hagatha voice betrayed a horror that was almost primal.

"That's too harsh!" Drac protested.

"A witch must be able to bring the proper wickedness to her character when needed." Della said sternly. "If Sabrina can't do that then she has no business being a witch!"

"Well since we have time to wait for her." Drac took Della's hand and moved closer to her, his eyes glowing. "After all she's in the shower, all naked and wet..."

Della's breath caught in her throat and her body shivered.

"Drac we don't have time for that." She said, but she didn't protest at all as he took hold of her hand. Della smiled. "Don't think you can have your way with me tonight."

"And why not?"

Della smiled and handed the cage to Hagatha.

"Oh you know I can't resist those eyes." Della purred, smiling as she leapt into his arms. Drac smiled too as his cloak enveloped them and they vanished.

"Good." Hagatha said letting out a breath. She looked at the teens in the cage. "You two have gotten Sabrina into a lot of trouble you know."

"We're sorry." Betty said.

"Really." Veronica added.

Hagatha sniffed and started down the corridor.

"I know that girl she's too soft. But she's too good to just be a mortal with no powers. I'm going to see to it that Sabrina is wicked enough to suit Della and then I'll get her to make Sabrina live here in Horrible Hall."

"But what about us?" Veronica asked.

Hagatha cackled and whistled, ignoring the question as she walked down the corridor. Absently she swung the cage back and forth as she went.

"I could turn them into statues." Sabrina mused as she leaned back in the tub. Though the young witch had intended to take a shower Sabrina had changed her mind. Hot baths were best for plotting.

Sabrina's bathroom was far too large to fit into her house; not that any mortals ever saw it. Black tiled floors with inlaid gold designs matched white marble walls and a vast domed ceiling. A spell caused the ceiling to mirror the sky outside of the house. Currently it was late afternoon and the sun glowed in a cloudless blue sky. Sabrina let the sunlight bathe her through the water and relaxed in a bathtub carved from a large diamond. Crystal water flowed into the tub from the horn of a silver unicorn statue.

"Not bad enough." Sabrina concluded. "Ohhh, this is not the right weather for thinking vengeful thoughts!"

Sabrina sat up and gave a slight tug to her ear a magical ball of energy formed.

"Bright and peaceful go away, I need clouds and lightning this day!"

Sabrina threw the ball and in minutes clouds formed and quickly after that rain and lighting appeared.

"So easy." Sabrina sighed laying back in the tub. She giggled. "I wonder how many picnics I just ruined?"

Sabrina's giggles changed to a full whitchy cackle at the thought and she luxuriated sensuously in her powers. But abruptly she stopped.

"I'm so powerful, but they caught me."

Sabrina sighed again. She remembered every moment of the attack. Betty and Veronica's grip on her arms, forcing them behind her back, a gag in her mouth keeping her silent and through it all Sabrina had been helpless. Her hands ran up her stomach and over her breasts as she remembered. Her breasts welcomed her hands and her nipples stiffened in the hot water. Sabrina moaned slightly and ran her fingertips over them as she remembered the ride in the car, blindfolded, bound and gagged. One hand drifted lower as she remembered how they had stripped her clothing from her body. Her other hand joined the first, drifting lower as she remembered Betty spanking her. Warm excitement began to flow through the young witch's body. Outside the storm sensed her energy and intensified.

Betty and Veronica didn't think they could be scared any more than they were. But the lightning that scarred the sky around Horrible Hall made the shrunken girls jump and hug each other. Storms were far more frightening when you were as small as a doll. Hagatha had taken them into a large alchemical laboratory. Upon long scarred tables stood large strangely shaped bottles. Weird chemicals boiled and bubbled into those bottles as the flames from Bunsen burners flickered in the drafty room. The room was dusty and smoke filled. The cobwebs on the ceiling formed an outlandishly macabre tapestry. Hagatha placed the cage on one of the tables. Then she took a large book and thumped it down next to them. Betty and Veronica jumped as the table shook.

"Now I can't make her too wicked." Hagatha said flipping pages. "That'd be too obvious."

"Sabrina shouldn't be wicked." Betty said.

"She's our friend." Veronica added.

"Not more than a few hours ago you attacked her." Hagatha said.

"That was a mistake." Betty said sadly. "We wouldn't do it again."

"That's the problem." Hagatha said. "You'd sit in that cage and cry a bit and Sabrina would let you go." She looked through some more pages. "Can't have that."

"But..." Betty started.

"Unless..." Hagatha interrupted her and put her face to the bars. "Unless..."

Betty and Veronica retreated from the large face and bad breath of the giant witch. Hagatha fixed her beady eyes on the two of them and they again tried to cover their bodies with their hands.

"Unless what?" Betty asked at last.

Hagatha cackled and turned away from the cage and back to the book.

"Unless what?" Veronica demanded.

"Maybe Sabrina liked what you did." Hagatha said.

"What?" Betty and Veronica chorused.

"Some do you know." Hagatha said. "Come to my mind many a time she's been tied by Faunterloy, Batso or Ratso. Ah."

Hagatha found the page she was looking for and started to gather ingredients. Soon a collection of strangely shaped bottles took shape beside the cage.

"Heeeeeeelllllllllpppppp!" A voice shouted. Betty and Veronica both knew the voice, sort of. At the very least they knew the type of voice. It was the voice of a troublemaker. Betty and Veronica had babysat enough kids to know it. A rotund little boy in a blue sailor suit followed the voice. He ran at top speed into the room followed by two other boys. Both were slim and one looked a little like a rat, the other a little like a bat. The one that looked like a bat was wearing a top hat and suit; the one that looked like a rat was dressed like a green and black striped shirt and black pants. They were carrying a large rocket with a hook attached to it.

"Aunt Hagatha!" the boy in the sailor suit shouted. "Batso and Ratso want to fire me to the moooooooonnnnnnn!"

"Serve you right you creep." Batso said.

The fat little boy bowled into Hagatha who fell back, knocking the table over and the cage holding Betty and Veronica flew into the air. The cage hit Batso on the head, making him fall back into Ratso and they lost their grip on the rocket. The hook snagged the top of the cage and fell onto the floor. For a moment it looked as if that was going to be the end of it, but then the fallen Bunsen burner's flame touched the fuse on the rocket. As if in slow motion Betty and Veronica watched as the fuse sputtered and crackled as the flame traveled along it. They barely had time to get a good grip on each other and the bars before the rocket ignited and the cage was carried along into the sky.

Sabrina could have magically dried her body, but there were some things she just liked to do her self. There was something stimulating about the feel of a rough towel on her skin. She walked into her room toweling herself dry and feeling much calmer.

"Well you certainly took a long time." Salem observed, waking up from his nap.

"Uh... yea." Sabrina said. "I was... ah... plotting."

"Of course." Salem said and if there was a mocking and all-knowing tone to his voice Sabrina was forestalled by calling him on it. Her eyes fell on the desk and the missing cage was instantly noticed.

"Where are they?"

"Della took them to Horrible Hall." Salem said.

"What? Why?"

"Well she guessed that after your shower you'd go easy on them and let you go."

"Oh no." Sabrina sat down on the bed. "I should have remembered, whenever mortals capture a witch Della knows about it."

"Yep, and she thought the shrinking and the spanking was too mild."

"Well I was going to come up with something worse." Sabrina protested.

"Humm?"

"I was!"

Salem yawned and stretched.

"Shut up." Sabrina snapped. She stood up and with a snap of her fingers the young witch was clothed in a blue dress. The dress was sleeveless, plain with a dark belt and the hem stopped just beyond Sabrina's knees.

"I'll have to go get them."

"Wait!" Salem called, alarm in his voice for the first time. "Why do you think Della told me where she was going? She wants to see if you'll come rescue them."

"I can't leave Betty and Veronica with the Groovy Ghoolies!" Sabrina protested. "There's only so far a memory wash spell can go and I like it in Riverdale!"

"So how long do you think Della will let you stay in the same town as the two mortals who captured you?" Salem said. "She already thinks you're too soft."

"Your right." Sabrina said sitting down.

"Of course I'm right." Salem said.

"Darn it!" Sabrina said punching her pillow. "I can't be mad at those two, worried about them and scared of what Della will do to me all at the same time!"
"It'd be tough to drink all those emotions after you put them into a blender." Salem agreed. "But you better figure something out fast, Della makes the rules and I can tell you from experience she ain't shy about carrying them out."

"I know." Sabrina said. She grabbed Salem and stood up. "I know what I need."

Sabrina put Salem down on the desk and then turned and tugged at her ear. In a sparkle of magical energy a book appeared on her bed. Ancient and larger than the bed itself the book was engraved with symbols that predated some continents. The covers were dark wood and the hinges were gold and silver.

"The Big Book of Witch Laws!" Salem gasped in an awed voice. "I haven't seen that since Della turned me into a cat."

"I need to find the loopholes in the rules." Sabrina said. She unzipped her dress and slipped out of it.

"You gonna slip through the fine print huh?" Salem asked.

"You got it." Sabrina said. She snapped her fingers again and the young witch's nude body was covered with a fine sheen of oil. "I'll be back as soon as I can."

Sabrina took three steps and jumped, shrinking in mid-air and landing on the book. She sank through the wooded cover as if it was the frosting on a chocolate cake.

The flight of the rocket with the cage in tow was random and terrifying, made worse by Sabrina's conjured thunder and lightning storm. Betty and Veronica's only assurance of survival was the death grip they had upon each other and upon the bars. Still however terrifying the flight was also brief. The rocket sputtered, its flame fizzling in the late afternoon thunderstorm. When it went out the really scary part of the ride began. The spent rocket and cage sailed in a long downward arc. It landed on the surface of a large swimming pool and the rocket broke up on impact, leaving the cage to skip across the water until it hit the side of the pool. Once the forward momentum ceased the laws of gravity took over and the cage started to sink. The diminutive damsels shrieked in fear, desperately pulling at the bars in hope of escape. But there was none and quickly they were forced to the top of the cage. There they pressed against the bars and desperately sought to keep their heads above water.

The cage was nearly under when a hand reached over and grasped it, pulling the two teens to safety. Betty and Veronica had both shut their eyes and only opened them when the cage was set on a dry stable surface.

"Well, look what I found."

The voice was soft and full of mocking, not the girls themselves but the world in general. It was a voice that Betty and Veronica knew well. They looked up to see a pair of ice cold blue eyes. The face was beautiful, with smooth skin, full red lips and red hair.

"Cheryl Blossom!" Betty shouted.

"Townies." Cheryl purred her pet name for the two teens. "And here I thought the rain would spoil my whole day."

Laughing and swinging the cage the tall teen carried them into her mansion.

It wasn't easy for a cat to talk on a telephone. But for Salem years of practice allowed him to carry on a conversation with no real difficulty. Not that many people ever realized they were talking to a cat, though any take out joint in Riverdale knew his voice (and knew enough not to bother since Salem never paid).

"So they sailed out the window?" Salem asked.

"That's right." Aunt Hagatha said. "They could be on the moon for all we know."

"Not good." Salem said. "You'd better find them before Della gets through with Drac. We can't have to shrunken girls walking the streets of Riverdale."

"Well I can't do anything." Hagatha protested. "My labs a wreck. Sabrina will have to do it."

"I'll tell her." Salem said.

He hung up the phone and then glanced at the law book. Combing through the Byzantine labyrinth that was the Big Book of Laws was liable to take Sabrina all night. And if someone else found Betty and Veronica and forced them to talk...

Salem shuddered remembering ages past when crowds with pitch forks and torches had shown up outside his door. Sabrina had never had to deal with that, she liked mortals, and she liked living among them and if she had to face that...

Shaking himself he hopped over to the window and leapt onto the tree that grew next to Sabrina's house. A quick climb down and he was in the yard, ignoring the rain. A quick hop over the fence and he was into the next yard and hurried into a dog house. No dog had lived in the house for years, but it had an occupant. Salem's magical aura activated the gateway that transported him from the inside of an empty doghouse to the inside of a wonder mansion. It was a vast open space, hung with gold and glitter and lit by the figure that reclined on a silver throne. She was ethereally beautiful, with long white hair, a slim almost boyish figure and the eyes of a cat. Long butterfly-like wings were draped behind her. The fairy wore nothing but shifting lights and had a mortal man seen her he most likely would have fainted.

"Hail oh Titania." Salem called.

"Greetings Salem." Titania sang. Her voice was a crystal wind chime echoing in an empty church. "What has brought you to me this night?"

Quickly Salem explained the problem. After he was done Titania closed her eyes and thought for a moment.

"Sabrina has ever been a friend to my court, and I have often admired the vanity in Betty and Veronica, but to risk my fairies on such a search is not something I am inclined to do."

Salem waited. Titania was not the sort of fairy you rushed.

"And yet..." She said after a time her voice fading like a breeze in the night. Then she smiled. "And yet there are some services that a witch might serve, and two mortals who are in my debt would be a rare thing indeed in this day and age. The three of them together could do me a great service indeed. Such a service..." She looked at Salem with eyes the color of cobalt. "Have you Sabrina's proxy?"

"Yes." Salem lied.

"Then as you swear she and the two mortals shall beholden to my service I shall find those you seek."

"Thank you your majesty." Salem bowed.

Shaking himself dry Salem jumped back through the window and checked. The book was still on the bed, which meant that Sabrina was still inside it. Curling up on the chair Salem began to wash himself. Sabrina was more than his friend, not that there was any real word for the relationship they shared. However anyone defined it though he had always felt protective of the young witch, though Salem took care never to show it. But he was protective and part of that caring instinct was to keep Sabrina from learning just how dumb mortals could be. The fairies would find Betty and Veronica, Salem was sure of that, and the secret of Sabrina's witch heritage would be kept safe.

And if Sabrina or Della was mad at him... well Salem was a cat. There wasn't much more they could do to him.

Cheryl Blossom's house was much like Cheryl: large, beautiful and spoiled. There was not an inch of furniture or carpet that was not expensive or rare and showed it. Normally servants hovered about to carry out her every whim, but today was their day off and both her father and brother were gone as well. That had suited Cheryl's needs perfectly. Alone in the house she had continued her search for her brothers journal and also looked for the combination of her father's safe. As an afterthought the young woman had spent the morning searching the servant's rooms, looking for anything that might prove useful later on. She had found some juicy photo's of the maid and the butler and the gardener, as well as a spare hundred-dollar bill that her father had left in his pants pocket. That had taken her all morning and though she was disappointed about the safe Cheryl was not too upset about it.

Cheryl had planned to relax by the pool for the rest of the day, and thought her afternoon had been ruined when the rain started. Then the rocket had fallen from the sky and the gift of a helpless Betty and Veronica had appeared. Anyone else might have been scared or at the very least surprised; not Cheryl. In Cheryl's world anything that kept her amused was ok. In fact something that kept her amused or interested when she was bored was a requirement of the Cheryl Blossom universe. So while she was curious Cheryl was also full of anticipation as she carried the cage across the patio and into the house.

She set the cage on the coffee table, closed the doors to the pool and drew the curtains. The living room was a vast place, with a full fireplace, television and stereo combination, a bookshelf and an aquarium. It was all decorated in the ultra-rich taste her family demanded, with ribbons, streamer and pumpkin lights setting the stage for the Halloween party next week.

"Now I can't wait to hear how this happened." Cheryl said sitting down on the couch. She was dressed in a pair of blue mod boots with a matching mini-skirt and tight T-shirt. The outfit highlighted Cheryl's long legs and large breasts. She opened the cage and reached into it. Taking hold of Veronica she pulled the helpless teen out and placed her on the table.

"I'm waiting." Cheryl said after Veronica stayed quiet.

Veronica stood on the table with her arms wrapped around her naked soaking wet body and shivered. Her long black hair was plastered to her head and face.

"Can... Ca.. Can I ha- ha- have a tow- towl- towel ple- please?" Veronica asked through chattering teeth.

"We're freezing!" Betty pleaded from the cage.

"But you haven't answered my question yet." Cheryl said pleasantly. She stood up and walked over to the fireplace. A malevolent smile lit her face. "But if you really are cold."

Cheryl pushed a button mounted next to the fireplace and it sprang to live. Flames crackled around the fake log. Cheryl picked up a poker and walked back over to the table.

"Now if you want to warm up I'll just tie you to this and hold you over the fire."

"NO!" Betty and Veronica shrieked as one.

"Well if you'd like to tell me a story first." Cheryl put the poker down.

"It was Sabrina!" Veronica said.

"She's a witch!" Betty added.

"Right." Cheryl said. She put the poker on the table next to Veronica and then reached over for a spare ribbon. Veronica screamed and ran across the table. Cheryl snatched her up with a laugh. Then she tied Veronica to the poker with the ribbons. Veronica's wrist were tied above her head to the poker and her ankles were tied tightly too it as well. Veronica struggled and struggled against the bondage but was helpless.

"We're telling the truth!" Betty shouted throwing herself against the bars of her prison. Her arms and breasts could get through the space between the bars but no other part of her body could make it.

"Sabrina? That ditzy blonde girl with the two crazy aunts?" Cheryl laughed again and carried Veronica over to the fireplace.

"She's a witch!" Betty shouted.

"She is!" Veronica screamed.

"No one ever gives you the truth on the first try." Cheryl said. Casually she placed Veronica over the flames and waved her back and forth. "But sooner or later you two will tell me the truth."

Veronica screamed as the heat from the flames quickly dried her hair and body but threatened to do much more.

Salem slept as a cat slept: Lightly. So he came wide awake when Batso and Ratso climbed into Sabrina's room through the window.

"What do you two want?" Salem demanded his claws ready.

"Della sent us to get Sabrina." Batso said.

"Yea, she's mad." Ratso echoed.

"Well she's busy." Salem said.

Just as he said the words there was a flash of light from the large book on the bed. Sabrina's hand reached out from the book and soon the rest of her followed, climbing out of the book as if it were a pool of muddy water. She jumped off of the book and flipped, growing to her full height before she floated gently onto the floor.

"Get her!" Batso shouted.

"What?" Sabrina barely had time to get the word out before the two young ghoolies were on her. They grabbed her lower legs and punched just behind her knees. Sabrina's legs folded and they all went down in a heap. Before Sabrina could say another word Ratso had stuffed a cloth into her mouth while at the same time Batso grabbed both of her arms and held on tight. Sabrina struggled to free her arms and get back onto her feet but she was still stunned from the attack. Even as she started to rise Ratso flung a rope over her head and looped it around her torso. Batso let go of her wrist and grabbed the other end of the rope. They pulled the rope tight and Sabrina's upper arms were trapped against her body. As fast as they could the ghoolies ran around her, winding the rope around her chest and stomach as many times as they could. Sabrina struggled but she had no leverage to stand and her attackers kept tugging the rope from one side to the other to keep her off balance. When they were done they tied off the rope and Sabrina toppled to the floor. Batso grabbed her legs and pulled them up and Ratso used more rope to tie them together.

When it was over a nearly mummified Sabrina was left rolling indignantly around on the floor, her eyes burning with anger. The ropes pressed tightly into her bare skin but did not cover any part of her that modesty demanded needed covering.

"Sorry Sabrina." Batso said, not sounding a bit sorry.

"Yea, sorry Sabrina." Ratso echoed with the same amount of sincerity. "But Della told us to get you in a hurry."

They gathered the tied nude witch into their arms and climbed out the window.

Salem yawned and went back to his nap. He wasn't worried. Sabrina had been tied up by the ghoolies hundreds of times, and until the fairies found Betty and Veronica there was nothing he could do anyway.

Neither Betty nor Veronica had ever dreamed they would long for the sight of Sabrina, Della or Hagatha. But Cheryl was proving to be more wicked than any witch ever born. Cheryl held Betty in one hand and Veronica in the other.

"Hi." Cheryl said in a parody of Betty's voice as she bounced Betty up and down across the table as if she were a doll. "I'm Betty Cooper, a simple minded blonde."

"Hi." Cheryl said switching to a parody of Veronica's voice as she moved the other teen across the table. "I'm Veronica Lodge, I think I'm better than you are because I am rich!"

"Boo-hoo!" Cheryl cried forcing Betty to lay down. "Your mean!"

"Ha-ha!" Cheryl's villainess laugh sounded silly but Betty and Veronica did not laugh or protest her mocking. The fire was still burning.

"I'll teach you!" Cheryl shouted. Lifting Betty up slammed Betty and Veronica together as if they were two dolls.

Betty tried not to hit Veronica and Veronica tried not to hit Betty, but Cheryl shook and twisted their bodies with savage joy. She kept it up for a few minutes and then started rubbing the two shrunken girls against each other.

"Enough fighting." Cheryl purred. "Let's make up."

Sabrina was two blocks away from her house when she managed to work her hand free. The rain had swelled the ropes and made her skin slick enough, but only just. Still one hand free was enough. She snapped her fingers, summoning enough mystical energy to call upon her most recent spell. In a sparkle of magical force Sabrina shrunk to the same height as Betty and Veronica.

"Hey!" Batso shouted as the ropes collapsed.

"She's free!" Ratso shouted.

"Get her!" Batso pointed as Sabrina scrambled out of the ropes.

Both of the ghoolies dived toward the shrunken witch and Sabrina was barely quick enough to dive out of their way. But the dive took her into the gutter and the rain had turned the streets into a river. Sabrina was swept away too fast and she had too much trouble just staying afloat to even think of a spell to cast.

Veronica hung upside down over the aquarium. A string tied to her ankles and a hook on the wall kept her height at just above the water so long as he kept her body bent. She was bent in the middle and her stomach muscles showed against her skin. But the strain of the sit-up position was harsh. Slowly her body was straightening. The top half of her body was covered in flakes of fish food. Veronica grunted and whimpered but she could not hold the position forever. Slowly her body straightened out and the only thing she could do was take a deep breath before her head vanished beneath the surface. The tropical fish in the aquarium sensed the food and dozens of tiny mouths plucked the flakes from her bare flesh.

"It's so nice of you to help me feed the fish." Cheryl said. She glanced over from the fireplace and laughed. In a caged popcorn pan over the fire Betty hopped up and down frantically to keep her feet from burning.

Comic books save lives. At least that is what Sabrina realized when the current that was carrying her along toward the sewer grate slammed her into an old comic book. It was enough of a brace for Sabrina to steady herself against the water and climb out. Once on the curb she collapsed, choking and gasping the rain water out of her system. Then she stood up, snapped her fingers and grew to full size. That was enough to drain her once more and she fell to her knees. Naked and shivering Sabrina was too tired to cast another spell. But she was only two blocks away from her house. Abandoning any thoughts of modesty the young witch climbed to her feet and ran toward home.

The fire place was still and the fish had been fed. A wretched Betty and Veronica were on the table once more. Veronica had been tied to a naked GI-Joe doll.

"Are you still saying Sabrina is a witch?"

"Yes!" Betty shouted.

"I still don't believe you." Cheryl said.

She wrapped Betty's body in Saran wrap, pinning her arms to her side. Then Cheryl took a tiny pair of scissors and began to cut Betty's hair.

Sabrina climbed through her window into her room. Once there she fell on the floor and lay on her back, breathing hard.

"Give up using the front door?" Salem asked pleasantly.

"Do I look like I have pockets?" Sabrina gasped out the words gesturing at her nudity. "You know you could be some help sometimes."

"Right-oh." Salem said. He hopped off of her desk and trotted out of the room. A minute later he returned dragging a towel in his teeth. He dragged the towel over Sabrina's face and sat down next to her.

"As ever milady your humble servant."

"I'm overwhelmed." Sabrina said. She sat up and started to dry herself.

"That's good because I have good news and bad news and bad news."

"To think this all started because I took a walk this morning..." Sabrina sighed. "Ok. Give."

"I know where Betty and Veronica are. That is the good news."

"The bad news is?" Sabrina asked after a pause.

"Cheryl Blossom has them at her house and she is torturing them."

"Oh great." Sabrina climbed to her feet. "They'll tell her in a second."

"They already have, she doesn't believe them."

"How do you know?" Sabrina asked.

"That's the bad, bad news." Salem said. "I had to ask for help in finding them."

"From who?"

"Titania."

"The Fairy Queen?" Sabrina dropped to her knees and confronted Salem. "You asked her?"

"We'll someone had to find them in a hurry and I don't like getting my fur wet."

"I'm going to zap you to Nigra Falls!" Sabrina snapped. "Now what's the really bad news?"

"Once you rescue Betty and Veronica all three of you owe her; " Salem imitated the tones of the fairy queen "Such a service."

"That could mean anything!"

"Just about." Salem agreed.

Sabrina sprang to her feet.

"Ok, first things first." She snapped her fingers and in a sparkle of magical energy she was dry and dressed in a blue skirt and T-shirt with matching shoes. "We save Betty and Veronica."

"We?"

Sabrina bent down and picked him up.

"We." She said sternly.

Sabrina appeared in Cheryl's living room in a sparkle of magic. Salem leaped out of her arms the moment they appeared and darted out of sight.

"So you really are a witch." Cheryl said. She was sitting at the table eating a stalk of celery from a plate that was filled with them. She paused and sprinkled some salt on the stalk. On the table was the bird cage and in the cage was Betty and Veronica. The shrunken teens were in a terrible state. Both now had Mohawk hairstyles and Cheryl had used felt tip pens to color all over their bodies. Their legs were black, their breast were multicolored bullseyes and the rest of their bodies were a quilted pattern of colors. They sat side by side against the bars and said nothing.

"They belong to me." Sabrina said walking over to the table.

Cheryl shrugged.

"Well I'm done with them anyway."

Sabrina walked over to the cage and peered into it. If she was disturbed by the condition of the girls the young witch did not show it.

Cheryl waited until Sabrina was looking at the cage. Then with a quick move she thumbed open the salt shaker and tossed the contents into Sabrina's eyes.

"AHHHH!" Sabrina cried falling back and wiping at her eyes to clear them.

Cheryl charged around the table and grabbed Sabrina's arm.

"Finders keepers!" Cheryl said starting to force Sabrina's arm behind her back.

"I've been tied up enough for one day!" Sabrina growled. She twisted, still blind, and tackled Cheryl. Cheryl stumbled back and they both careened around the room, trading blow after blow.

Sabrina was fighting blind and her eyes were stinging from the salt, but Cheryl was too close to miss any of the blows she sent her way. Cheryl fought back but concentrated on holding Sabrina still long enough to slap a pair of handcuffs on her wrist. They stumbled and fell, making a mess of the tastefully decorated living room and tearing the decorations to shreds. Not only the decorations but each other's clothing as well. By the time they fell through the doors onto the patio both teens had been stripped down to their bras and underwear.

The fight continued across the patio and into the pool. Cheryl had seen it coming and had time to take a breath, but Sabrina was completely caught off guard. She swallowed water and surfaced choking and spitting. Her arms flailed wildly in search of her opponent.

But Cheryl was a crafty fighter. She surfaced away from Sabrina, paused to take a deep breath and then dove underwater again.

Sabrina's eyes were starting to clear, she could see once again but she couldn't see Cheryl anywhere. Suddenly the young witch was pulled underwater again. Sabrina kicked and fought her way to the surface, but Cheryl had pulled off her boot. Again Sabrina was pulled down beneath the surface and again she kicked away and lost another boot. Suddenly Sabrina felt a metallic 'click' against her legs and she realized that Cheryl had clasped the handcuffs around her ankle. Before she could react to the maneuver Cheryl had grabbed Sabrina's bra and used it as a lever to haul herself out of the water and Sabrina under the surface once more. The bra snapped in her hands but the move worked.

Sabrina managed to fight away from the other girl but with her legs held together Sabrina had to use her arms to surface. By the time she got to the surface Cheryl had gotten her breath back and positioned herself behind the floundering witch. When she saw Sabrina surface Cheryl took another breath and dove once more. She swam to Sabrina's legs and grabbed them. Then she pulled toward the far side of the pool. Sabrina struggled but Cheryl managed to reach the ladder at the deep end. Taking good hold of the short chain between Sabrina's ankle Cheryl hoisted herself onto the ladder. The top half of Sabrina's body was forced under the water as her legs were pulled out of it. Sabrina's struggles were desperate now, but Cheryl had the advantage. She pulled herself further up the ladder until Sabrina was almost upside down in the water. After a while Sabrina's thrashing for freedom grew weaker, then weaker still and finally the young witch floated limply in the water.

Cheryl carried the helpless semi-conscious Sabrina into the living room and dumped her on the floor. Sabrina moaned as Cheryl used yards of ribbon to tie her wrist together and then loop the ribbon around the handcuffs that held her ankles. She pulled it all tightly together in a hog-tie and then used more ribbon to blindfold Sabrina. A ribbon with a bow served as a gag.

"Now you lie there and moan." Cheryl ordered. "While I get dried up and changed. Then we can start the ceremony to transfer your magical powers to me."

She tickled Sabrina's bare feet and then got up and walked out of the room.

After she was gone Salem walked out from behind the couch and looked at Sabrina.

"Don't you think getting tied up three times in one day is too much?"

"Hlp muh yol fleah bittun at!" Sabrina growled through the gag.

"Once again I'm called upon to rescue the fair damsel." Salem sighed. He unsheathed his claws and sliced through the ribbons that gagged and blindfolded her.

"How does she know about the ritual to steal my powers?" Sabrina asked as Salem started to dig at the ribbons that held her wrist. They were wound more thickly than the gag and blindfold had been.

"She's got a big book on witches." Betty said from the cage.

"Cheryl said that she's been called one so many times she got curious about them." Veronica said.

"Come on Salem." Sabrina insisted, pulling at her bonds.

"These are tough ribbons." Salem said. He jumped off of Sabrina and ran over to the table. Jumping on it he used his claw to open the door of the cage. "If you two don't want to spend the rest of your life as Cheryl's dolls you better lend a hand."

Salem ran back to Sabrina and Betty and Veronica followed him. They took a pair of scissors that had fallen to the floor and carried them over to Sabrina.

"Lay on your side." Salem said.

Sabrina shifted her weight and fell onto her side.

"We really are sorry about this morning Sabrina." Betty said.

"Get me loose and I'll forgive you." Sabrina said. "Hurry! She's coming back!"

It was a photo finish. Cheryl walked into the room wearing a robe and toweling her hair dry. Seeing the group on the floor she charged them, but Sabrina got one hand free just in time. There was no time to cast a new spell, so the young witch used the spell she had been using all day. Magical energy surrounded Cheryl and by the time she reached Sabrina the redhead was the same size as Betty and Veronica. With the odds suddenly even Cheryl turned and ran, only to be pounced on by Salem.

"Good work Salem." Sabrina said. She zapped the handcuffs off of her ankles and stood up. Then she turned to Betty and Veronica.

"These two have truly learned their mistake." Sabrina said tugging her ear. A ball of magical energy formed and she tossed it onto Betty and Veronica. "By my magic restore and remake.

It took only seconds and a white glow for Betty and Veronica to grow to full height. Their hair was restored and all Cheryl's artwork was gone from their bodies. Cheering the two naked teens hugged themselves and then Sabrina.

"Thank you Sabrina!" They cried.

"All is forgiven." Sabrina said smiling.

"No it is not!" Della said. She stood at the doorway to the patio and there was a cross look on her face. She gestured and Sabrina, Betty and Veronica found themselves in wooden stocks.

"Della no!" Sabrina shouted. "According to the laws I have the right to forgive them if I think they've suffered enough."

"If they have suffered enough by your hands." Della corrected.

"But..."

"Enough!" Della snapped. "Sabrina you shall be a cat for a hundred years, Betty and Veronica shall be mice! Perhaps a hundred years of catching them will teach you all a lesson."

"Hold!"

"Who dares?" Della snapped spinning around.

Suddenly the room was alive with multicolored lights. A legion of fairies flittered about wildly. At the doorway stood Titania.

"These three are mine." Titania said. She floated serenely into the room and landed before Della. Though the fairy barely came up to the head witch's knees there was no fear in her stance. "They were pledged to my service if my fairies were to find them."

"By whom were they pledged?" Della asked.

"I told Salem to do it!" Sabrina said quickly. "You took them to Horrible Hall and lost them, I couldn't loose my chance at revenge!"

"Revenge?" Della questioned.

"Revenge?" Betty and Veronica echoed.

"I was going to make them drink a love potion and fall in love with Jughead." Sabrina said.

"Jughead!" This time it was not an echo but a gasp of horror.

"That would have gotten Archie mad at Jughead and Ethel mad at Betty and Veronica." Sabrina said. "It would have made them all miserable."

"It would have." Della agreed. She waved her hand and the stock holding Sabrina vanished. "Very well, Sabrina that would have been a worthy torment for a wronged witch." Della looked down at Titania. "And you would have paid a high price for it. I will forgive you and deliver you and they to Titania's whims."

The stocks holding Betty and Veronica faded away. Both of them hugged each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

"But what of her?" Della said pointing to Cheryl who was still trapped under Salem.

"I have just the punishment." Sabrina said. She motioned Salem off of Cheryl and with a wave of her hand restored her to full size. Around her appeared Batso, Ratso and Faunterloy. "Meet your new babysitter guys."

Cheryl barely had time to scream before she was set upon by the Ghoolies and vanished from sight.

"Well done." Della said. "This matter is concluded, I shall leave you to the fairy queen."

Della nodded at Titania and vanished.

"So you really wouldn't have done it?" Betty asked.

"No. I would have just spanked you both some more." Sabrina said. "But Della likes witches to be wicked sometimes."

"But if she ever finds out..." Veronica started.

"She'll still be satisfied since nothing's more wicked than lying." Sabrina said.

The three of them were sitting in water in a tree stump. Age and weather had turned the stump into a natural bathtub. All day long the three teens had been pampered. After Sabrina had shrunk them down to fairy size they had been bathed, massaged and fed a variety of foods. Sometimes it had been fairies that had attended them sometimes it had been tiny centaurs. For at least part of the day they had all lied within a gigantic white tulip. Now with Salem standing guard they sat in the water and waited for the moon to rise. A mystical light from the bottom of the pool illuminated and distorted their nude bodies.

"I guess." Betty said.

"What's going to happen to us." Veronica said. "So far this hasn't been bad."

"You'll find out." Sabrina said. She pointed at the sky. "Now."

Betty and Veronica looked up to see that the moon had risen. As it rose Titania appeared. She smiled and spread her wings. As the wings spread Titania's body shimmered and turned to dust. The dust settled onto the water and the bodies of the young women in the water. Instantly they felt it. Their breasts became heavy; hot, fire blossomed between their legs. Sabrina had felt this before, she knew enough to roll with the orgasmic release of pleasure, but Betty and Veronica were overwhelmed by it all. The writhed and splashed in the water, screaming out their ecstasy. At the last, before a glorious golden light took them and banished all other thought, the three young women hugged each other, their hands roamed over each others bodies and they screamed as one in the ultimate release.

Sabrina knew what would be waiting for her when she woke up. She expected the aches in her body and the feeling of something pinching her nipple. A groan and a gasp from Betty and Veronica told her that they had wakened as well. Light from the fairy queen shone on them all.

Sabrina sat up, her arm under her chest waiting for the fairy to fall into it. It did so and Sabrina looked down at the palm of her hand and gazed at the newborn fairy. The newborn fairy that was her doppelganger. Across from her Betty and Veronica did the same. They were laid out from the tree stump like spokes on a wheel. Full sized but still nude.

"Hello Sabby." Sabrina said.

"They're us?" Betty asked.

"Pretty much." Sabrina said. "They have our thoughts, our memories, but they are fey as well. Think of them as younger sisters."

"They're beautiful." Betty said.

"Of course we are." Veronica's fairy said. "We're you."

"Come my daughters." Titania said from the edge of a ring of light. "The dawn comes."

The three new fairies flew over to their queen and knelt down in front of her. They with a last look at their full sized counter parts they walked behind her.

"Your debt is paid Sabrina." Titania said.

"Will we ever see them again?" Betty asked.

"Halloween night." Titania promised. "At Sabrina's house. They are you, but now they must be taught the ways of the fairy." She withdrew into the circle and both the circle and the fairy queen faded from view.

"Well if that's all over." Salem said walking over to Sabrina. "I think it's time to deal with important things, like feeding the cat."

"Breakfast does sound like a good idea." Sabrina said. She gathered Salem into her arms and stood up.

"What about clothes?" Veronica asked. Both she and Betty were covering their bodies.

"And miss this great autumn air?" Sabrina asked as she walked casually away.

"Sabrina!" Betty and Veronica shouted at once.

"Your clothes are at my house!" Sabrina shouted over her shoulder. She giggled and broke into a run. Within two steps she was wearing jeans and a T-shirt. Behind her Betty and Veronica shouted as they gave chase.

"Who says I'm not a wicked little witch?" Sabrina whispered to Salem as she ran.

End.