Page 120 of Sigils & Spells

So Pippa had chosen the lone witch lifestyle, which wasn’t much different than the rest of her life, given her parents had died when she was a child and the rest of the coven had washed their hands of her long before her banishment.

It was the glitter incident that had been the final straw.

It wasn’t as if she’d done it on purpose. She’d been trying to multiply the pastries for the meeting that afternoon and well, she’d ended up casting the vacuum cleaner instead, not that she’d realized it at the time.

It was a truly unfortunate turn of events that the vacuum happened to be full of glitter her coven leader had just vacuumed up after her granddaughter’s visit.

It was a weird bit of magic, actually.

Pippa was quite fascinated at how her casting had turned out.

She’d wanted pastries and instead had gotten glitter.

Mounds and mounds of glitter.

The really weird thing was that the glitter didn’t multiply until the vacuum was turned on.

It was probably the delay Pippa had embedded in her casting. She’d wanted the pastries to multiply only when the platter had just one pastry left. It would ensure enough pastries to last the entire meeting, but wouldn’t take up too much space in the kitchen.

It was a brilliant casting, if Pippa did say so herself.

It was simply unfortunate that she somehow missed the platter and got the vacuum cleaner instead, something that didn’t make a lot of sense considering the vacuum had been in a closet at the time while the platter had been right in front of Pippa.

Then again, for all she knew, the pastry spell had worked as well.

She’d been banished long before the platter of pastries had reached just one, so for all she knew, she’d left the coven with an ever-generating pastry platter, which would be entirely unfair, considering they’d banished her.

She should have taken the platter with her.

They certainly didn’t deserve it!

After all, it wasn’t Pippa’s fault one of the witches knocked a plateful of crumbs on the floor and then insisted on vacuuming them up.

And it wasn’t Pippa’s fault that once the vacuum exploded, spewing glitter everywhere, no one thought to turn off the vacuum cleaner for several minutes, which resulted in ever increasing amounts of glitter exploding all over her coven leader’s living room.

It wasn’t like Pippa had intended that result. Besides, no one had been hurt in the rather large, repeated glitter explosions.

You’d think she’d set the place on fire the way they’d responded though. And to be clear, fire was kind of Pippa’s specialty, especially when her magic was going haywire, so setting the place on fire had been a definite possibility.

Somehow though it seemed glitter was worse than fire.

All those fires she’d accidentally started over the years and not once had any of them resulted in banishment.

But explode a tiny bit of glitter, and suddenly, she was public enemy number one.

Okay, so most of the highest-ranking witches in the Coven happened to be at the leader’s house at the time and had all been covered in glitter—they probably still sparkled to this day, something which gave Pippa great joy in imagining—but banishment seemed a rather harsh punishment for such an innocent crime!

Pippa had been quite upset at the time, but as it turned out, banishment had been a blessing in disguise for she was now part of a much more accepting coven.

No more witches looking down their noses at Pippa, thank you very much.

Of course, it had been difficult in the beginning, living the life of a lone witch without a coven to back her up, but then she’d met Natalie and Morana, then later, Tempest and Amaryllis.

Then they’d discovered the town of Zero and had just decided to settle there when Rowan and Jo walked into town.

In a matter of months, Pippa had somehow gone from a lone witch to one of seven and that was just fine indeed.

Except now, Pippa was bored.

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