Can two bad witches and worse mothers share the same trophy without killing each other?
Sunnydale High School Trophy Case Sunnydale, CA Times Varying It was the silence that she hated. In the two years since she had found herself stuck inside the cheerleading trophy she had won back in high school, Catherine Madison had been getting used to a lot of things. One was the fact that she never seemed to need food or water or go to the bathroom. Despite the fact that time seemed to pass, she didn’t feel dirty or in need of a wash. And she found that she could look through the “eyes” of the trophy to see what was going on outside. But it was the silence that was the worst part of it all. Catherine paced the tight space, counting off the steps once more as a way to keep her mind focused. She hoped she still looked the same: Quite attractive, in her forties, with short dark hair and a dark blouse and skirt (Amy apparently didn’t have a lively fashion sense while in her body, Catherine observed). Her arms were folded as she paced and she could hear the rustle of the piece of paper
