Scarlett Garcia had a pretty uneventful few years at boarding school staying in the House of Anubis until a new girl shows up and happens to be the Chosen One. They discover the secrets of the house and secrets about Scarlett herself.
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The next day at around lunchtime, Scarlett and Patricia made their way back to the Anubis house. They found Fabian on the way and dragged him with them.
Patricia gaped at Amber.
"If you think this is bad, look at Alfie," Amber told, pointing to her wrinkly face.
"Patricia, Scarlett, look at me. I know this looks like it's getting worse by the second, but we are gonna fix it. Now, tell me. Where did you find Fabian? Was he outside, in school, or-" Nina rambled.
Both girls began to write, only for the words to turn up as shapes.
Nina sighed. "It's your hex. It's getting worse. Okay, for now, let's just say he was outside."
"Yes. Yes, um, I was outside," Fabian confirmed. "Yeah. I had something to tell someone important. I know there was a someone and a something."
"Can someone please tell me the plan? Because if Alfie can turn into a baby, what's going to happen to me?" Amber questioned.
"Amber, please don't worry."
"Nina, Patricia and Scarlett can't communicate at all. Fabian's probably going to forget his own name soon. And if you think that's bad, wait till he needs changing," Amber complained.
Scarlett held her hand up to indicate she knew how to change a baby's nappy.
"So what's going on here?" Fabian asked.
"You're right. This is really bad. Okay, maybe I should just check the Dollhouse," Nina suggested.
"No, no. I mean, what's going on in here? Who are you people?" Fabian questioned.
Scarlett frowned.
Nina's face fell. "Fabian?"
"Who's Fabian? Is this a joke? Who are you, any of you? I'll-I'll just go."
"Fabian, wait," Nina called, running after the boy.
Scarlett sighed, moving to baby Alfie and picking him up. She handed him to Patricia as she looked to the tray of food Nina had brought up. She looked at the milk, realising it was the wrong sort. She sighed, taking it back down the stairs and grabbing the right one. She heated some up in the microwave and put it in a makeshift bottle.
She bounced the small baby as she fed him. She placed an old top on her shoulder protecting herself from spit-up. Luckily she did because he spit-up shortly after. Patricia, however, didn't get the memo as she took Alfie off of her, only for him to puke on her this time. She placed him back in the wardrobe.
Amber stared at the scene, her face morphing into one of disgust.
