Pinky's Pumpkin

A sigh echoed in the air perfumed by an irritating aroma of spice that makes one want to gag. A curvy leg kicked out into the air and lazily bobbed up and down as its owner relaxed even more against a eggplant colored couch. The muted sounds of a show broke the stillness of the quiet a few minutes later.

"PINKY"

A bobbed head of shaggy blue black curls peeped over the the top of the couch causing the leg to lower completely. A smile graced her full lips as her cat eyes flitted around the room only to dim seeing the empty room with the exception of a overly large pumpkin that seemed to appear out of no where. Its face already carved but portraying a particular evilness to it.

"PINKYYYYYYYYYY"

Her lips bowed and her eyes tightened into a glare as she glanced over at the pumpkin. A soft slither of "sssshhhh" slipped out as a fire tipped nail pointed to the pumpkin and it melted into a small orange candle giving off the scent of vanilla oil. Quiet resumed besides the occasional ping and drip from the now transformed candle as well the canned laughter that now can be more clearly heard.

Drip... Drip....Dripky...Drinky..."pinky"

The soft sigh of her name sounded as the wax of the candle hit the floor letting off steam. Growling softly at the interruption, hands raked through her messy curls as her eyes drifted over to the innocent looking candle. Scowling as she stood and walked over to the candle tempted to dump the darn thing into the pot of other magical things gone arwy. Tiffles of laughter sounded from the cursed pile as she stood there frustration etching itself on her face.

drip...dripky....drinky....pinky...pin...

This time a single burst of red fire surrounded the candle and the entire pot of discarded things as Pinky pulled and tugged on her curls exposing the tiny points of horns that were starting to show. Muttering beneath her breath about wonky magic and idiotic people. Un pausing her screen once again, tiny canned laughter broke the silence yet again as Pinky again settled back into her relaxed position.

The show finally regained her full attention as she relaxed and tuned out the muted sounds of her surroundings. Several hours later, A loud thump made her look away from the screen a snarl pulling at her full lips thinking it was that blasted pumpkin only to realize that it was in fact the purple curly haired witch staring at her that caused the thump.

With a groan, Pinky stopped the new episode that she was watching because she knew that it would be a while and managed to hide the petulant attitude as she uttered " hello Mother" before throwing a evil look over at the pumpkin hiding among the debris of other failed magical things. Jericka cackled at her only child while playing with one of her curly tendrils before taking her time and plopping on the sofa next to her and throwing a hiss of light over to the pumpkin causing it to grow and open into a portal .

Pinky looked over at the portal hearing the hiss of her name and winced even as the evil cackles of her mother grew. She was tempted to shoot another stream of fire ove at the blasted pumpkin that grinned manically at her as its portal grew even bigger allowing the demon who was her father to emerge. Her snarls of disobedience remained muted in her throat as the remainder of her evening went straight to hell in a handbasket with her parents.