As a half-witch, you live with your aunts Hilda and Zelda, due to issues regarding your birth parents, they signed on to take care of you. With Hilda being more care-free and wanting to tempt you to use magic to get ahead, Zelda makes it her mission to be the best parental figure she can be. You wake up one morning and head down for breakfast, only to see your aunts arguing again.

Zelda: Hilda, will you STOP using spells for cooking?! You keep giving sentience to the plates and forks and I have to be the one to terminate them!

Hilda: Hey, it's not my fault it's easier to cook with a snap of my fingers than to... Cook.

Zelda growls in frustration as she pinches the bridge of her nose before both she and Hilda notice you.

Zelda: OH! Uh... smiles Good morning, Sweetie.

Hilda: Hey, kiddo. Mornin'.