The Witches Page #5

[Hero grunting]

[sighs] She’s never going to hear us.

[gasps] A doorbell.

Come on.

[grunting]

[grunts]

Crikey!

All right.

We make a human ladder.

You mean a mouse ladder?

Right, a mouse ladder.

[all grunting]

Ow! Ow.

[straining]

I got… I got…

I got it!

[doorbell dings]

[Daisy screaming]

[Hero grunting]

Help me!

Ahhh, great balls of fire, don’t let me fall!

[grunting]

[Bruno] Phew.

Follow me, boys.

[screaming]

[screams]

[yelping]

[kids yelping]

[chambermaid] Mice!

Mice! Mice! [screams]

They everywhere!

[squeals]

[chambermaid screaming and sobbing]

[gasps]

Grandma, it’s me.

Grandma, it’s me, your grandson.

My grandson… Is that you, boy?

Yes, Grandma, it’s me.

Oh… Oh.

Is it really you?

It’s really me.

What happened?

It was the Grand High Witch.

The Grand High Witch?

Oh, Lord, not the Grand High Witch.

Yes. She mouse-afied me.

And the whole hotel is full of witches.

They’re having a witch convention or something.

You been through so much, you don’t need this.

Grandma’s so, so sorry.

Grandma, please get off the floor and put me on the coffee table.

How do I do that?

Pick me up.

Pick you up?

Yeah, just like I pick up Daisy.

Right.

I can’t believe this happened to you.

Believe me, things could be a lot worse.

They could?

[Hero] Oh, Grandma, by the way, this is my friend, Bruno Jenkins.

He’s now a mouse too, but he used to be a chubby, little English kid.

You could’ve just stopped at,

“This is my friend, Bruno.”

[Grandma] I’m so sorry, Bruno.

Those nasty, evil witches got you too, huh?

Yes. They got me good and proper.

It’s been an awful day.

Anybody else hungry?

Ahem!

Oh, and Daisy used to be a kid… A girl too.

[Grandma] Why didn’t you say something before, darling?

Because it can be very dangerous for a mouse to talk.

Most people don’t understand and they get scared.

I almost said something the other night when you told the story about Alice Blue getting turned into a chicken, but I thought better of it.

So, some wicked, evil witch mouse-afied you.

Yes, ma’am, four months ago.

On the very same afternoon I ran away from the orphanage.

Well, what happened was, a kind lady…

Well, I thought she was kind.

Anyway, she offered me a chocolate bar, and before I knew it, poof!

I was transformed.

Then, faster than a hot knife cuts through butter,

A panhandler scoops me up and sells me to a pet store so he could buy food.

Yum!

I’m so sorry, Daisy.

Mary. Uh, my real name is Mary.

Mary. That’s a pretty name.

Excuse me.

All this talk about food is making me really hungry.

Can I have one of those grapes?

[Grandma] So, it was the Grand High Witch, and she’s in this very hotel?

We got to do something to turn you back. Make this right.

The Grand High Witch has a room full of potion.

And she’s gonna use it to turn every kid in the world into a mouse.

We have to help them.

[doorbell rings]

[Bruno gasps]

Who is it?

[man] Hotel maintenance.

[whispers] Quick, hide.

Here. Hop in my knitting tote.

Keep your heads down.

Yes.

I’m sorry to bother you, ma’am, but we got a report of – a possible rodent infestation.

Rodent infestation?

In a hotel this expensive?

That’s crazier than a hog on slaughter day.

Yes, ma’am.

It’s probably nothing.

The maid who said she saw the rodents has a tendency to be a bit high-strung. [chuckles]

Mmm.

But, to be on the safe side, I thought I’d lay these here traps, if you don’t mind.

Okay.

We put them in all the rooms.

Mmm-hmm.

Just to be safe.

So, uh, what are they? Mice?

Oh. No, ma’am.

Maid said she saw a swarm of huge, ugly rats.

At least a dozen of them.

Goodness, a dozen?

Well, it’s like I said, she has a tendency to be a bit high-strung. [chuckles]

[sniffs]

Fresh Wisconsin cheddar.

Drives them rodents plumb crazy.

They can’t resist it.

[Bruno] Mmm… [grunts]

Anyway, you hear any of these traps start snapping, give me a call.

I sure will.

[man] That’s right.

Don’t you know anything?

Grapes can hurt a mouse.

[Grandma] All right, you three.

You stay away from those traps, you hear?

If we could just get our hands on some of that potion, I might be able to reverse-engineer it.

Make it a potion that turns mice into children.

I always travel with my anti-hex herbs and salts.

But whoever knows where that wicked, evil witch is.

We do. She’s in room 666.

We heard her tell all those witches to meet her in room 666 right after dinner.

And we’re in room 766.

Room 666 is right below us.

Good Lord!

That evil sorceress is living right beneath us?

Yes. And here’s what we do.

We wait for the Grand High

Witch to leave her room, then we use

Grandma’s knitting wool as a rope to lower me down to the Grand High Witch’s balcony.

I grab a bottle of potion, Grandma hoists me back up, she reverses the spell, and ta-da!

We’re kids again.

Young man, you think all that up just now?

Popped right into my head.

[kids screaming playfully]

[beach crowd chattering]

[splutters]

[retches]

[Grand High Witch]

Vile, filthy brats.

You make me puke!

[groans] Hades, it’s getting so bad, I can’t even enjoy a glass of wormwood.

She’s the Grand High Witch, all right.

[both gasp]

[Hades meows] [groans]

Grandma, that’s the potion.

She’s keeping it on ice.

Yeah, it’s exactly what we need.

[Grand High Witch] Hades, come.

[Hades growls]

We are late for tea.

Teatime. Perfect.

Now look, all we need is one bottle of potion.

So, grab one as fast as you can and hurry on back.

No telling when that monster is fixing to return.

I know you’re likely scared, baby.

I’m not scared, Grandma.

I don’t know why, but ever since I was turned into a small mouse, little things don’t scare me anymore.

Okay. Hold on tight.

[sniffing]

[Hero grunting]

[grunts]

[straining]

[straining]

[grunting]

[doorknob clicks]

[Hero gasps]

[door closes]

[panting]

[Hades growling]

[Grand High Witch]

I can’t believe they won’t let my precious into the dining room.

This fleabag, roach-trap hotel discriminates against everything.

Money.

Money, money, money.

Oh, Hades, why, in this disgusting human world, do you need money for everything?

[coughs]

[sighs]

[gags]

Disgusting, filthy lucre.

[whimpers and sniffles]

[blubbering]

[grunts]

He’s ready.

[gasping]

[both gasp]

Well, well, well, well.

Why is this wool here, I wonder?

Oh. [chuckles nervously] Hello.

I just dropped my knitting over the balcony.

But it’s all right.

Thank goodness I still have a hold of it on this end.

Well, I’m just gonna go ahead on and…

And pull it on up.

I’ll be out of your way.

Let go.

[breathing shakily]

I know you.

Me?

I don’t think so.

I have seen you before.

I remember your face.

You mighta seen me in the lobby, maybe.

No, no, no, no, no.

Not in the lobby.

I remember you from…

[doorbell dings]

[yells] What? Who is it?

[Mr. Stringer]

It’s Mr. Stringer III, Hotel Manager.

[Grand High Witch] Curses!

[scoffs]

[Mr. Stringer]

You want me to remove

The children from the beach?

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