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"Water?" Ms. Laws echoed.
"Did I hear you right?" Choby asked.
Damien nodded. Father Damien said, "Scorpio can't stand water!"
"That's right!" Damien said. "I'm not saying that water can defeat Scorpio, but it can help!"
"You're sayin' that all we need is a fire hydrant and we'll be set for life?" Choby asked.
"We'll arm ourselves, just in case," Damien said, ignoring the Shriner's sarcasm. "Natas, go fill some canteens and jugs. Jonathan, go get the spray bottles. Harvey--"
Squirt! A stream of H20 zapped Damien in the face. Harvey giggled, lowering his squirt gun. "I'm a step ahead of ya."
Amy sashayed around and sang. "Every time it rains, it rains, da da da doo da. Oh, how I wish it would rain down. Blame it on the rain, summer rain..." [Note--Amy is quoting every rain-themed song that came to my mind--"Pennies From Heaven" (I think), Phil Collins's "I Wish It Would Rain Down," Milli Vanilli's "Blame It On The Rain," Belinda Carlisle's "Summer Rain"...] Ms. Laws smiled through her tears.
The coven had turned suddenly to havoc. Everyone was rushing around, getting water; Amy grabbed Jonathan on his way to the bathroom cabinets and made him dance with her.
"Singin' in the raaaaiiinn..." Amy continued.
Damien reentered the room. "Now all we have to--Jonathan, what the heck are you doing dancing?"
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