This witch book your mom left you is the coolest thing ever.
Totally. And it would be even cooler if I knew how to use it.
-What does it all mean?
Are these… recipes?
If these are recipes, then I'm eating microwave food for the rest of my life.
Ew! Toad's tongue?
And what is this? A dinosaur egg? Ugh.
They must be the spells! But…
How do we know how to do them?
Truth-seers!
That's what those are!
"If people are not what they appear Put these on to see who's near"
I just see you guys.
Can you see what I ate for breakfast?
No. You're just you.
Good. Because I totally ate your cupcake.
Come on. Why don't you just try one spell?
Um… Because I don't know how?
Well, you're gonna have to learn sooner or later.
And the way those witches have been coming after us,
I'd say sooner rather than later.
Please, can we just try one spell?
Just one itsy-bitsy tiny spell?
-Come on. -Fine.
"Apple trees talking… Wailing brown bats…"
"Cotton candy clouds…"
Oh! Hey, look!
"Totally terrific talking toys!"
That sounds fun.
That guy! Hm…
"Toy break free And talk to me"
I said talk, not dance.
Come on, Willa! This is still cool.
-Look at him go! -Whoa!
Look, try this.
Hot, howling hair.
Oh, I could die for a hair change. Come on. Hit me, Willa.
"Head of hair to make people stare Thick and lush, shiny and fair"
Yes, yes, I want TV shampoo commercial hair!
So, is it cute?
I can tell by the way you're staring at me that it's amazing.
Lots of volume?
Lots of volume is an understatement.
And if lumberjacks are cute, then yeah! Totally cute, right?
Five piggies plus two piggies…
And how are we today, Ms. Juniper?
F-F-Fine. I-I-I think I'm fine.
You look tired.
Why don't you take the day off?
Run on in here, huffin' and puffin'! Willa Ward, get your muffin!
What's on your mind, Willa?
You ever just wonder how you fit in in the world?
What your purpose is?
Well, that's the beauty of life's journey. It unwinds as you go.
-Unwinds? -Yeah.
I mean, the answers just don't happen all at once.
They come to you as you go along.
You see, something might happen to you and you don't know why,
but then a second thing happens to you
and you understand why the first thing happened.
The first thing happened to prepare you for the second.
So, first thing prepares you for the second thing, second thing--
You understand it all? Get it?
Not really.
Well, you will.
I call it the magic of the journey.
Beep!
Hey! Morning girls.
-What's the good word? -Razor burn.
-I think I have razor burn. -Lucy.
It was an accident. Let it go.
Razor burn? Accident? W-W-What is this?
Uh… See ya, Dad! Gotta go.
-Bye! -Anyone have any aftershave?
Aftershave…
Okay, lesson learned.
My mom might have been a witch, but me?
-No way, Jose. -Willa!
You can't just give up. Why don't we ask Ms. Juniper?
She's into witch stuff.
-Yeah! Come on, Willa. Give it a chance. -Give it a chance!
-Come on! -Yes! You know you want to.
Okay… I guess it wouldn't hurt to ask.
-Yeah!
Uh, guys?
I've got some bad news.
-We have a substitute. -Great.
Now who'll help us figure this out?
What if my beard comes back?
Let it go.
Hello!
Early birds get the wormy-worm-worms.
Come on in here! Top of the fabulous morning to you.
I'm the substitute, Mrs. Winkle… Pinkle.
-Winkle Pinkle?
What a weird name.
According to Ancestry.com, we come from a noble line of Winkle Pinkles,
from the county of Finkle Stinkle,
in the northern region of Dingle Bingle Lumber Bingle Boo.
Ever heard of it?
I was hoping some lovely little girls such as you three would arrive early
and show me around this delightful classroom.
-Um… Okay.
Ms. Juniper keeps all of her textbooks on this shelf, here.
And she keeps her class pet Piggy in here.
-Huh. That's odd. Where's Piggy?
Uh, maybe she took him home with her.
Sometimes animals need a little extra love, like we all do.
I'm sorry, I'm just a little distracted by that lovely necklace of yours, Willa.
It's absolutely magical.
-You can say that again.
It was a gift from my mother.
May I hold it?
That's okay. I've waited a long time.
I can wait a little longer. Hm!
Come on in! Welcome to the classroom!
Let the classroom begin.
Is it just me, or does this sub seem sub-human?
Did you see how she was drooling over your necklace?
The look in her eyes was like… Like…
Well! Aren't I just the luckiest teacher around?
The whole classroom full of… children.
Isn't that what all classrooms are full of?
Okay, Miss Winkle Waddle Stinkle Pinkle.
-Let's see who you really are.
Lesson plans.
Oh my goodness, these actually work!
And that's no sub. That's the witch, Wanda!
I bet she got rid of Ms. Juniper so she could get your amulet.
And where's Ms. Juniper?
She could be in danger.
It seems like these witches will stop at nothing to get my necklace.
Excuse me children, is there a problem?
I was about to start a show-and-tell.
Perhaps you could bring your necklace upfront, Willa,
and show it to the class.
Show-and-tell? What are we, in kindergarten?
Or easier yet, you could hand it to me and I'll show it.
After show-and-tell, can we play musical chairs?
-Go, go, go.
Go! Come on, come on.
Oh my goodness. Are you an actual witch?
Have you heard of the, uh, Three Witches of Winding Way?
Now, they were such bad witches,
and I'm not talking, you know, bad like cool bad.
Like, I'm talking, "I'll get you and your little Toto, too" bad.
So. Heh. Wait a minute, you are a bad witch, right?
I knew it the minute I saw you.
Oh, wow. Am I in an actual witch's lair?
No, actually. This is a storage room.
-I have to admit, it is kind of homey. -Okay.
The way the spiderwebs complement the black mold…
Mm-hm.
…in a subtle yet musty way.
Yeah. Wow.
A real-life witch, in a real-life witch's storage room,
and little old me! That's really--
Do you always talk this much?
Only when I'm excited. I hate to ask this.
It's a little embarrassing, but do you think I could get a picture with you?
Or I'd be totally fine with an autograph. I know those are a little outdated, but…
Wait a second. Why… Why am I here, anyway?
Is this…
-This is bad, right?
I think they might be onto me.
-Ugh! We need some new disguises.
We need somebody the children trust.
Right! Somebody every kid loves, like a principal.
Or a janitor!
Witch, please. Something better, like a… principal! Or a, or a janitor!
I'm so brilliant.
Five-letter word for principal.
Must be S-M-A-R-T--
I'll take care of the real deal. You transform and meet me upstairs.
-That amulet is as good as ours.
Did I say I love my brilliant mind? 'Cause I do.
-Boo.
Still got it.
Wait, wait, wait! Wait, those are my students and that is my classroom.
You do not go near them, okay?
We just need to get something of ours back from one of your students,
so you just hang tight.
Now, if you'll excuse me.
Hey, Janitor Frank!
Hey! Mornin' buddy! Stay out of trouble!
I need to head upstairs to clean this mess up.
That was so weird. We have to get to my locker to get my witch book.
-She wasn't even a good teacher. -I know!
Ah, sorry, ladies. This hallway is closed. We had a water pipe break.
But the floor looks totally dry.
Exactly. That's why it's so dangerous.
Anyway, to get out, we have to detour this way.
-So, after you.
Mm-hm. Mm-hm.
This way, girls. Right this way.
Frank is acting…
Weird.
That's because I don't think Frank is Frank.
Okay, come on. Come on.
Come on.
-Almost there, come on. -Move it!
-Move along. Let's go.
-Here we are. Right here. Here we go. -It's Wilma!
-Hiding potion, quick! -Here.
-Here we go. Right in--
-Hey! What? -Run!
-No! Stop! Hey. Come back here. -Get away from us, you phony!
Get back here now! Come on. Wait up.
-Girls, where are you?
This isn't funny. Come on, come out.
Where do we go for help now?
Principal McKay! Principals always know what to do.
-Principal McKay!
How did you girls get in here? I didn't even hear you… or see you.
That's us! Just as quiet as cute little kittens.
I mean…
How can I help you, my… friends.
Certain members of the faculty aren't who they say they are.
Hm! Troubling. But before we deal with that,
it seems you are in violation of
Winding Way Middle School's new dress code.
Wait. There's a dress code now?
Yes. No necklaces. Hand it over.
There's a new dress code for necklaces?
I saw a guy wearing Star Wars Birkenstocks in the hallway today.
How is that fair?
Yeah, well, life's not fair, cupcake. Hand it over, Willa Ward.
-Come on. -What about glasses?
Are they allowed?
Yes, yes. Glasses are fine. Your necklace is fine.
Just hand that over.
-Sure thing, Principal McKay.
Or should I say…
-Principal Wanda Witch! -I knew it!
Busted.
-Oh, there you are! -Bad news.
Turns out kids don't love janitors.
Or principals. But do you know who everyone loves?
The substitute!
Um, didn't they figure out that you're the substitute?
At least I got out of that ridiculous tie. Come on!
Okay. We need to chill.
We just need a little more time to unwind this mess.
Unwind! That's it, Lucy!
-My dad was right.
This is all part of the journey.
This book was given to me for a reason.
If we're going to save this school, I've got some spells to cast.
-It's time to fight back.
Good! I love a good spell fight.
You know, I just polished those floors and you're scuffing them up.
But tell you what:
give me that book and your necklace and we'll call it even.
What do you say?
Hiding potion, hiding potion, go!
Great. The storage room.
On the upside, there's probably a lot of mice!
Ew! Mice?
Why did I just say that? Must be my cat brain.
Ms. Juniper?
Um… Were you three just cats?
-Uh… No. -No.
I knew you were a witch!
Uh… We need your help. They're trying to get my amulet.
Okay, okay. Well, can you untie me first, please?
Now, you know, I don't know much about magic.
Well, couldn't you do something? I mean, you were just a cat!
I can't. Every time I try casting a spell, I mess something up.
Oh, okay. Well I have read about this. This is classic beginner witch stuff.
What you need to do is believe in what you are saying.
Oh, there you are, Willa!
Playing hooky from my class, I see!
You thought you could run away from us?
Give us the amulet, Willa. We're not leaving until we get it.
-Come on, let's make it easy. -Okay, okay, stop!
To get to the girls, you'll have to go through me.
-Okay! -Alright.
-Ms. Juniper! What do we do?
Um, give them the amulet?
No! It was my mom's. They aren't getting it!
So sad! Goody-two-shoes teacher can't help her students.
Or her little Piggy.
Piggy? What about Piggy?!
-Piggy!
Alright. As I taught you in class, words are only words unless you mean them!
-That was really good.
Head of hair to make people stare Thick and lush, shiny and fair
-Oh! -Oh ho ho. Oh, you…
I knew you could do it!
Now you made us mad.
Last time I did that spell it made a huge beard!
Well, A for effort, huh?
Or a B for boring?
Or D for done!
-Okay, out you go. Go, go, go.
Hey, fam. Real-life chase with real-life witches.
Hashtag blessed!
We know you're in here somewhere.
Oh no, we're cornered. Now what?
You can run, but you can't hide!
We could use another spell right now, Willa.
See, I can't do it!
You can. You need to dig deep.
Mean it. You've done it before.
You know you can do it again. You just have to keep believing.
One way or another, Willa Ward, you will give us that amulet.
When you don't want your troubles near Make them all disappear
-We did it! We did it!
Wisters doing it for themselves!
-Oh, wait. What is that?
-Piggy! -Piggy!
-Oh, Piggy. -Piggy!
Well, great work, everyone.
I am honored to be a part of this and even more honored to be your teacher.
Thanks, Ms. Juniper.
Does this mean you might be interested in helping us out a little more?
We sure could use a grown-up who believes us.
Oh! Well…
As your teacher, and a leading witchstorian…
I would be thrilled.
All in!
Go wisters!
Not to ruin a moment, but what exactly did that spell do to the witches?
How did they beat us again?!
Oh, it pooped on you.
-Hi, Frank. -Principal McKay?
Hello?
-Hello? Help! Help! -Help! Help! Help!
-You don't know my first name, do you? -Principal?
-Help! -Help!
-Frank. -Principal McKay.
Have a great day.
Dad.
-I need to come clean with you.
I think I might be…
a witch.
Ha! And I'm a warlock. Let's go home, sweetheart.
I have my famous witch's brew stew going in the slow cooker.
-You still don't believe me, do you?
I believe in you.
That counts, doesn't it?
Kind of.
Well, great! Let's go home.
-You want to drive? Ha!
Oh, I still can't believe those gremlin girls managed to give us mustaches…
But, you know, as mustaches go, I am rather fond of the style.
Time for the choppy-chop.
Oh, your hand's shaking. Why is it shaking?
Do you want to lose the loop-de-loop-de-loops, or not?
Well, I just don't want to die.
Aunts? You called for me.
Well, dear nephew. How would you like to fast-track your apprentice training?
Oh my God, that would be so awesome!
I mean, um, yes I'd be down. Whatever. What do you need me to do?
Well…
You know that necklace we were telling you about?
-It's time for you to procure it.
It would be my pleasure.