Witch mommy and tentacles
Emily: *look over at her oldest sister* Do your tentacles talk?
Ema: *had her arms cross and glance at her snakeheads that were looking back at her* Sometimes.
Emily: *nods then look at Irene with a look of curiosity* There sex witches?
Irene: *sweatdrops at her question* I don't know. I'm a normal witch.
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