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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