Chapter 3

"So, we just follow Belladonna while we wait for the instruments?" asked Charlie.

"That's the plan." said Sasha.

"I'm not prepared for this." said Charlie.

"Don't matter." said Sasha.

An olive green and brown 1980 Pontiac Bonneville Safari sped up to Charlie and Sasha.

"You're lucky I know about your secrets." said Bess. "Everything's in the trunk." she said and pressed the trunk button.

"Perfect!" said Sasha and grabbed the things out. "I'm performing the spell. Keep watch."

"I'll be sure to." said Charlie.

"Why is she a human?" asked Bess.

"She had to use someone's phone." said Charlie.

"And who are you?" asked Bess.

"In Belladonna's body." said Charlie.

"Oh my gosh!" said Bess. "You're Charlie, aren't you!"

"Yes, but don't panic!" said Charlie.

"Who said I was?" asked Bess, chilling out.

"Okay." said Sasha, taping duct tape around the hair brush top. "Spell's done. Charlie, get prepared."

"Why wouldn't I?" asked Charlie.

Belladonna walked outside and Sasha threw the brush in 'her' fur. Charlie then tackled her and grabbed the brush handle. The two were shocked and thrown apart.

The two then examined themselves.

Charlie looked at his paws and smiled in happiness to see he was back to normal.

"It worked!" said Charlie happily.

"NOOOO!" screamed Belladonna.

The very next day.

There was mail for Charlie. He opened the envelope and saw a letter. It read:


We know that you've made mistakes, but you're the biggest help. We're signing you back in as well as Annabelle. Good luck. We're sorry.

"Annabelle and I are off the hook." said Charlie.

"Congratulations." said Sasha and kissed him on the cheek. "I don't know about you, but I want ice cream with cherries on the top."

"Sounds good." said Charlie.