"Forget it. I'm not taking you to the mall" you say hastily. You don't care if she is some kind of witch. All you want is to teach this brat of a sister a lesson.
"Please mommy...."
"I'm not mom! No matter what sort of spell you put on me" you say, blinded with your anger. "In fact, if you're so desparate that you want me to be mom, I'll be 'mom'. You're grounded for a year!"
"You can't do that to me" Sarah whines.
"Be careful of what you wish for, you little brat' you snarl. "You wanted me to be mom, so I am being mom."
"Fine. I'll make you something else" Sarah grins. You gulp, since you have a feeling that you're not going to like whatever she has in mind.
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