Babysitting Trix

A really screwed up story by me

Note: I'm going to change this so the woman's name is just Morrigan. The kids will be named after Celtic deities. There will be a description and pronunciation bellow.

Disclaimer: I spent it all on gas! And all of Aine's spells belong to me, steal them and cursed you will be.

Chapter 2: Interview

At precisely one fifty-nine that afternoon Icy, Darcy and Stormy arrived at 1313 Mockingbird Lane. Stormy, who had lost in a game of paper, scissors rock, knocked on the gargoyle shaped doorknocker and waited with her sisters on the front step.

A young girl with long black hair and alabaster skin answered the door and stared at the trio with cold gray eyes. She looked to be about seven or eight. "Mommy, the people you were waiting for are here!" she shouted with amazing volume.

"Well, ask them to come in Aine (1)" Ms. Morrigan (2) called from the living room, you do have some manners"

"Come on in." Aine told the Trix. "Just don't break anything."

"As if." Icy snorted pushing past Aine and walking in, Darcy and Stormy were smarter.

"Excuse us." Darcy said politely for her as she and her other sister nudged by.

"What will be will be, you shall pay being rude to me. What I say is what you shall be, act like a dog for me." The raven haired girl chanted quietly, looking straight at Icy.

Darcy and Stormy joined Icy in the living room and sat on a plum colored couch, Icy had taken a matching chair that was directly across from Ms. Morrigan. Everything was normal until Icy kicked off her shoes and tried to scratch her head with her right foot.

Ms. Morrigan raised an eyebrow, but said nothing about Icy's actions. " So, do you girls have much babysitting experience?"

"Well, we used to help mom out with our younger siblings." Darcy replied.

"And we have an ogre." Stormy added.

Icy just barked, then her eyes widened. "What the hell?" she gasped.

"Moving on." The older woman said, ignoring Icy. "Are you girls creative?'

"I'll say." Darcy said smiling.

"I'm sure we can keep your children entertained for hours." Stormy assured the woman.

"Definitely, woof!" added Icy.

Ms. Morrigan turned her head in a flash of flame colored hair. "Aine! Get out here and reverse this spell." She ordered, and then turned her attention back to the Trix. "I'm sorry. But Aine is a very gifted witch. I have her tutored."

"Yippee." Icy muttered

"I just wish she'd stop putting spells on everyone."

"At least she knows what she's doing." Darcy assured her. She and Stormy were enjoying Icy's obvious discomfort.

"Yeah, I haven't had this much fun watching Icy get spelled since we were kids and someone turned her into a goat." Stormy giggled.

"How'd they do it?" a little boy asked climbing into Darcy's lap. He had the same flame colored hair as Ms. Morrigan and mischievous blue eyes.

"I'm not sure. But she was a goat for a whole week." Darcy told him.

"Wow," The child was definitely in awe.

"I have to get Ms. Widershins to teach me that." Aine murmured.

"Ladies, this is my son Lugh (3). And speaking of spells." Ms. Morrigan looked her daughter square in the eye. "Reverse that one."

"Very well." Aine closed her eyes and began to chant. "This spell has gone on long enough, but getting rid of it won't be tough. Reverse the spell in fold of three, bring my power back to me."

The spell was taken off Icy much to Darcy and Stormy's dismay.

"It's about time!" Icy snapped she was a bit miffed that no one had gotten her a Milkbone or a Snausage. The nerve of some people.

Morrigan gave Aine a conspiratorial glace, "I can see why you hexed her. Ladies, I am pleased to announce that you three are hired. You'll meet Cerridwen (4) tomorrow, I'm afraid she's napping "

And so it was done. The Trix sisters had gotten a job with the infamous Morrigan and were on their way to making money.

Thank you to my reviewers: Kikii Ember, Rogue Scholar07, Ikey, The Unknown, Venusuelan Beaver Cheese, Wildcat Black Ranger, and Smilin Star 13

All you need to know

1. Pronounced AN-yuh don't ask me why-a woman of the Leanan Sidhe (Sweetheart of the Sidhe). Some said she was the daughter of Manannan, some said she was the Morrigan herself.

2. shape-shifter. Reigned over the battlefield, helping with her magic, but did not join the battles. Associated with crows and ravens. The Crone aspect of the Goddess; Great Mother; Moon Goddess; Great White Goddess; Queen of the Fairies. In her Dark Aspect (the symbol is then the raven or crow) she is the goddess of war, fate and death; she went fully armed and carried two spears. Goddess of rivers, lakes, and fresh water. Patroness of priestesses and witches.

3., The Shining One; Sun God; God of War; "Many Skilled"; "Fair-Haired One"; "White or Shining"; a hero god.

4. Cerridwen is the goddess of dark prophetic powers. She is the keeper of the cauldron of the underworld, in which inspiration and divine knowledge are brewed. She is often equated with the famous Greek crone, Hecate, and to the Irish Badb. She is also sometimes related to the Greek Muses, only in a more violent and dark form.