Coven Meeting

Ding.

The front door opened, but it wasn't for a customer.

"What-up! Biz-natches!"

"'Sup."

Bursting through the door were a boy and a girl Paulette's age named Lily and Mark. Both were babies like here, though they were very distinct from each other.

Lily's hair was in a side-cut and died lavender. She was dressed in a black lolita dress with a large bow on the back, almost making her look like a French maid. Her lipstick was a shade of Baby's Breath blue and her eye-shadow was completely black. Lily was a Goth, but she was also a baby. She went through a rebellious phase through high school that didn't really end, but she wasn't really dedicated to it enough to being "rebellious" to give up things like her ba-bas or use a potty like the grown-ups, so she and her family found a compromise. Thankfully, there was a town that sold things like Jack Skellington onsies and pumpkin pacifiers and her family would stock-up on these things during October for her to wear year-round.

Kevin was a year older than Paulette. He was a Fillipino boy that wore a fisher's hat, a white t-shirt and a pair of overalls. At fist glance, you wouldn't guess that he was a baby, but he still wore a diaper under the overalls and had a bottle of formula in his backpack.

Ding.

"Hey, I'm not late am I?"

In walked a third person. He was a year younger than Clair. He had short black-hair and blue eyes. He wore a blue t-shirt with the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles on the front. he had a pair of tennis shoes and instead of a pair of pants, he wore a sky-blue diaper cover over his diaper.

Jim went to the same high school as Claire, though they didn't actually know each other. Like Paulette, Jim's family moved into town when he was still just a little baby and grew into a big baby. When he reached high school, he had met Fayette and the two became fast friends. Of course it didn't take them very long to go from platonic to romantic.

Besides, it wouldn't be a proper coven without at least one gay kid.

Fayette walked in from the back.

"Salut bebe," said Fayette as he took Jim's hands and kissed him.

Mrs. Brodeur walked into the room and chattered something in French before grabbing Jim's face and kissing him on both cheeks. While Jim hasn't told his parents that he and Fayette are more than "just friends", Fayette's mom was nothing but supportive. The fact that Jim was a baby who was raised to be polite to adults willing to change his diapers just made him more adorable to her.

"Alright kiddos," said Mrs. Brodeur in an accent thicker than syrup. "I just had the backroom painted this morning, so were doin' out business outside!" She emphasized this by flipping the store's sign from "Open" to "Closed".

"What?" Said Paulette. "No store today?"

"Not today, kiddos."

"Okay... then what are doing here for?" Asked Lily.

"We doing another bake-sale?" Asked Mark.

"Is this one of those obscure magic holidays?" Ask Jim, holding Fayette's hand.

"Oui," said Mrs. Brodeur. "It is Spring Equinox. Wonderful day for song and dance and flowers. Today is day we go to forest and appreciate natural beauty. Do you kiddos have your books with you?"

Each of them took off their bags and fished for what they were looking for. Lily had a black book with a cartoonish skull painted on the front. Mark had a black-and-white notebook. Jim had a green ringed binder, Fayette had a brown, artificially aged leather-bound volume and Paulette fished for her pink journal with a glittery-yellow star on top.

While Paulette told her family that it was just her diary, it was actually something else.

This was her Book of Shadows.

...though admittedly she also wrote her personal thoughts into it like a diary.

While Paulette, Lily and Mark told their families that they worked at the Boutique, what they didn't know was that they all had taken on witchcraft. While the younger kids in town spread rumors of Mrs. Brodeur being an evil old witch that boiled naughty kids in her cauldron, it was the result of a game of telephone.

Mrs. Brodeur and her son Fayette actually were witches, though they adhered to a type of Paganist-revival culture. They believed in magic and practiced it, but nothing so dark as child-eating or cursing. They believed in things like appreciating the world and its natural state. One of the things they liked about the Infantilist colony is that living life as a baby had philosophically Dionysian qualities that appealed to them, and it wasn't all that surprising when their lifestyle appealed to some of the younger folk in town.